The Secret Journey Begins with Becoming a Pirate

  Chapter 474 Dream meeting place

  Elok waved his hand indifferently and said:

  "Don’t worry about that, Nam Sha. As long as you cooperate with me. That’s not a problem. Moreover, the Wolff family won’t object. Can’t the three of us hold down one Medea??"

   "I can't help you with this matter. Otherwise, it will expose the deeper relationship between us. Are you a fool as Medea?? I have been very tired from acting today." Namu Sha frowned and complained.

  Ailuoke also frowned slightly, sighed and said helplessly: "Okay. I will consider this matter, the problem is not big. I didn't want to join other people. I'll talk about it then."

  "Since you agree to the plan, my task for today is over. If necessary, use that contact device to call me."

  He looked at the time on the pocket watch, and the hands had reached the middle position.

   then sat up from his seat and said:

   "It's too late, so there is no need to engage in a farewell ceremony, just the welcome ceremony. I'll look for you next time I have a meeting."

  After speaking, his figure disappeared once again. I don't know whether it flashed away or the phantom disappeared.

  This made Namu Sha couldn't help but whispered: "Pretend to be a **** and trick a ghost."

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  The next day, at noon.

  Elok invited Il to the central square of Rose Street.

   Yesterday's north wind did not bring wind and snow, but it also lowered the temperature a lot. The cloudless clear sky still allows sunlight to shine on the ground, bringing a touch of temperature.

  The two of them are leisurely as if they were resting before the Chinese New Year holiday.

  "Who are we waiting for?" Yi Er grabbed a handful of millet, squatted on the ground and nested in a ball, feeding the pigeons in front of him. There was a smile on his face, like a child.

  No, she was originally a child.

   "Ridge." Elok leaned comfortably on the benches around the square, with his hands open on the back of the bench.

   "Dad? Why are you waiting for him?" Il turned his head to look at Elok, and asked suspiciously.

   "I have to ask him for some things." Elok looked at the scene in front of him and replied casually.

  The witty Il reacted quickly, and asked, "Is it related to what happened last night?"

  Elok nodded, and then said frankly:

   "Yes. Didn't I tell you? I want to set up an organization similar to heaven. Someone has to support the scene. So, as our father, we can only trouble him to get out."

"In addition, we have to ask him to help us solve the problem of the venue. Can't it be in the dark night? That's too dangerous. I originally planned to arrange the venue in your painting. But now it seems that it’s not very good, mainly It’s not convenient enough."

   "It's really not convenient enough, so what do you want?" Yi Er stretched out his right hand, sprinkled a little millet, and asked casually while feeding the pigeons.

  Irooke thought about the ideal venue in his mind, and replied:

  "A hidden place that can be reached anytime, anywhere. For example, the phantom reproduced yesterday can represent the place where I attend the conference. This way we can deal with urgent matters."

   "It's hard to find a place like this. Elok." A thick male voice came from behind Alok.

  Elock heard that it was Rich's voice, and turned his head to look.

  Rich was wearing a thick cotton coat and a bearskin hat that looked very warm. I don't know where this dress is. It's warmer than Ill.

  Is this a common problem of the Navist people? Afraid of cold? ?

  Ill also heard Rich's voice and turned his head excitedly. Throwing the remaining half of the millet into the air, causing large swaths of pigeons to flutter.

  After that, she jumped a few steps and came to the front of the bench.

  And Rich saw the look of Il, and couldn't help frowning, patted his head and said:

   "Oh! ~~~ Ill. Your outfit should be changed today. This is too unfair. You should be a little cute."

  "This is just a disguise. Is it possible to become the fugitive wanted?" Il replied nonchalantly.

  "Then you can also pretend to be a cute girl. Thick eyeshadows and blue lips are too sunless. You are only fourteen years old now."

   "I'm a witch, I have to look like a witch. And, don't you think this is very personal?" Ill replied seriously.

  Rich patted his head, shook his head helplessly, looked at Elok, and said:

   "Forget it, let's talk about you. I heard that you have something to do with me? That's it?"

   "Not only that," Ellock replied.

   Then, he told Rich about his plan to form an organization similar to heaven. Then said:

  "This is the reason why I desperately need a venue. I hope this venue can be controlled by myself. And it is extremely secret and convenient."

  Ritchie frowned, and said, "Similar to heaven? It is quite dangerous to set up such an organization. Dancing in front of a cult is equivalent to spying in front of an abyss. You have to be careful."

   "So I need a venue that I can control by myself. In addition, I have to trouble my dear father to help me support the venue." Elok said shamelessly.

  Ritch scratched his head, let the bearskin hat tilt to one side, frowned and said:

"Um~~um~~~ It's really difficult. The method you just said is to make the phantom that reappears yesterday possess the consciousness of the owner's ontology. This is indeed an idea. But the condition is that you have to be a fifth-level yesterday to reappear. Row."

  "Moreover, it must have a special environment. It must also rely on the cooperation of others. It must also require the person to be reproduced to have at least level five strength."

   "There are indeed many conditions." Elok said, scratching his head.

  He did not expect this problem, so he still had to consult professionals.

  After thinking for a while, Rich raised his head and said, "However, there is another way."

   "What?" Elok asked in surprise.

   "Use a dream." Rich said frankly.

  "Create a dreamland, hoping that people who enter this dreamland can enter this dreamland with a key in hand. Information can be exchanged in it, but material cannot be exchanged."

   "However, such a dream must have an entity that carries it. As long as this entity is in its own hands, it means that the venue is in its own hands."

  "Making dreams? Dreammakers? Psychologists?" Elok looked at Rich with suspicion in his eyes.

  Rich nodded and confirmed:

"Yes. This is a high-level skill for a dream maker. But the woven dream can be placed on any item that can carry a lot of mental power. For example, a high-level item for the profession of a psychologist. Or even a middle-level item. ."

   "Okay. It seems that I have to trouble my dear father. I can't get this thing." Elok sighed helplessly.

  Medium and high-level items for the profession of psychologists? A bit of a taste that can be met but not sought.

  Suddenly, Il, who had not said a word, suddenly said:

   "Wait. Dad, what do you think of this painting?"

  I saw that she took out an ever-changing oil painting full of clouds and grass from her pocket. The rainbow on the horizon makes people have a dreamy feeling.

  "Artist profession, imitating the profession of psychologist, about middle level. There is space inside, which can carry a lot of mental power."

  Rich's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed at the painting: "Tsk tut~ good carrier. Elf style."

   "Hey, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, dad, you have to create a dream to get in." Il chuckled.

  Ritchie took the painting and shook his head as he admired it and said:

   "I don't have this ability. But, don't worry, this matter is covered by me. I'm going to find a professional. Based on my relationship with her, this little thing is not easy to grasp."

   "Dad is the best. Hey~~ I don't know how long it will take to do it?" Il showed a sweet smile under the smoky makeup.

   "Um~~ I don't know. It depends on the mood. But at most three days." Richie thought about it. "When do you use it? Are you in a hurry?"

   "Within five days. I'm in a hurry." Elok replied first.

   "Okay. No problem." Richie replied with a big wave of his hand.

   "That's right. Have you thought of a name for your organization? A good name is a good start."

   "Of course I thought about it." Elok answered as expected.

   "What?" Il and Rich asked in unison.

"Singular point!"

  (End of this chapter)