Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 1098 Thirty-six. Have a good dream

  Lu Li gradually became familiar with Anna's appearance.

  This means that the boundary between reality and dream is disappearing over time - Anna appears around day and night, and Lu Li no longer thinks she really exists.

  The meaning of pure white stone is to help Lu Limeng nostalgic love, no longer need sleep, the real use is to let him master the dreamer.

  Eternal Dreamer didn't tell Lu Li what to do, but it wasn't hard to guess: touch the pure white fragments and use the power of the dreamer.

  Lu Li was waiting for the residents to fall asleep, touching the pure white debris, and sneaking into the dreamland while Anna appeared on Annie's branch, shaking her legs and singing.

   Countless bizarre dreams unfolded from afar, and his consciousness drifted across the dreamless lake shrouded in nothingness, visiting the inhabitants of the sweet dreamland.

   Little Amy was chased by terrifying monsters, and her tender face was full of terror, as if she would wake up from a nightmare at any time. With the arrival of Lu Li, the monster swelled and burst, and the candy fell from the sky. Amy cheered and picked up the candy, peeled off the candy, put it into her mouth and stuffed it into her pocket;

   Little Amy, who was sleeping on the side and was short of breath, gradually calmed down.

  The unknown residents were soaked in the rotting mud and slowly sinking, about to drown their noses and mouths. Then, the thick mud melted into clear hot water, forming a warm hot spring that made people feel physically and mentally comfortable;

   His brows gradually stretched.

  The unknown inhabitants huddled in the cold night, the ice and snow covering his body robbed him of his body temperature, but could not take away his faith in the land of light. At this time, a ray of light pierced through the dark clouds, tore through the clouds, the ice and snow melted, and the warm sunlight spread over his body;

  The residents who kicked off the bedding fell asleep peacefully.

  The Twisted Cultist is clothed in thorns, walking on the spikes, blood and minced flesh cover the rough road it walks, only for the twisted figure on the throne on the top of the mountain. Its movements became slower, its wounds worse. When it was about to fall at the foot of the mountain, the peaks trembled and collapsed into plains, the rough roads became flat, and the spikes turned into soft grass blankets;

   The Twisted Cultists who were praying sleepily in the room no longer trembled.

"Please don't drive me away..." Wei Lun begged the twisted cultists to stand up, "I have never betrayed the camp, and the Brotherhood is no longer close, don't let me leave please..." Wet The sticky Twisted Cultist ignored his pleas and led him closer to the wooden wall and to a house. "Happy Birthday!" The members of the Brotherhood and Valendo cheered, and the Twisted Cultists put down the stunned Wei Lun;

   Wei Lun, who tossed and turned, gradually stabilized.

   Green Wolf ran anxiously, in the narrow underground passage. No terrifying monsters were chasing him, he was chasing terrifying monsters, or the shadowy figure on his shoulder. "Melissa! No—" Green Wolf looked desperately at the monster carrying his niece into the abyss, and fell on the edge of the cliff in pain. "Uncle werewolf..." A faint shout sounded, and Green Wolf raised his head to see his niece clinging to the edge of the cliff;

   Green Wolf, whose beard was wet with tears, no longer burst into tears.

  …

  Lu Li escaped from the dream and floated in the void where there were only bizarre light clusters.

   Feeling the ethereal dream in the ethereal dream, but Lu Li is indeed gradually getting familiar with the power of the dreamer. Perhaps over time, it doesn't take emotional outbursts and near-death to release the dreamer.

   At that time, Lu Li might have mastered his own ability to fight against weirdness without external force - a musket with a long enough range.

   Looking into the distance, eternal nothingness shrouded the edge of the camp. Banyan guards don't dream.

   Looking further afield, there are also countless light clusters mixed with colorful and outdated colors in the direction of Old Belfast, forming a strange and fantastic scenery.

  Compared to the gorgeous and colorful representation of the beautiful dream, the nightmare dream is like a disgusting color mixed together by overturning the palette.

   Before that, Lu Li needed to observe carefully before he could tell what was a good dream and what was a nightmare.

   Looking back, Lu Li turned to the nothingness outside the hut.

  If the shack represents Belfast at night in the old days, the resting place of the believers is the solitary farmhouse in the field.

   A faded light, not surrounded by dreams, floated alone on the edge. There is Joseph Manor.

  …

   Fighting and screaming, crying and roaring mixed with metal collision, resounded in the city burning blood and fire.

The protection surrounded by   plate armor and canned armor was retreating in front of the intruders, and they worked hard to protect the beautiful and weak Princess Roland in the center.

   But every moment there are guards falling down like bread eaten by ants.

  When the last person fell, Princess Roland faced the wolf-like ferocious enemies around her alone.

   "I am Roland Troyalagon, Princess Roland, the last heir of the Troyalagon royal family."

   Princess Roland picked up the blood-stained sword and held it high.

   "Toyaragon's royal family will never yield!"

  Dang 啷——

  The sound of weapons falling suddenly sounded, and the weapons of the enemies fell one after another. Then, like waves, the crowd surrounding Princess Roland put down their weapons and surrendered to the ground.

  Only Princess Roland, who clenched a large sword in both hands that did not fit her thin body, stood.

  Lu Li was about to leave quietly at this time, but the bright eyes of "Mother of the Swamp" suddenly fell to the place where his consciousness existed: "Why did you break into my dreamland."

   Lu Li's body condensed in front of her.

   "Are you awake?"

   The tip of the great sword plunged into the soil, and the Mother of the Swamp revealed the meaning of what she did.

   "I know everything that happened in the dream... I am remembering the pain that the war brought to my family, and I am also deepening the memory of human identity."

   "Because I am both a **** and a human being."

  …

When    left the dream of the Swamp Mother, Lu Li found that the distinction between dreams was more detailed. Sweet dreams are filled with wonderful colors, and nightmares are filled with the smell of carrion.

   The dreams of powerful creatures confer higher proficiency?

   Lu Li observed the dream of the Swamp Mother again, and the edge of the sweet pink aura light burst out.

   Confirming whether the guess is correct, Lu Li returned to the dream of the Swamp Mother again.

  The dream quickly melted and collapsed, and the bedroom in the remaining line of sight turned into a sunny and fragrant garden in an instant.

"What happened?"

  The Swamp Mother in the form of Princess Roland sat under the parasol, avoiding Lu Li's gaze.

   "I change your dreams to give you a higher proficiency."

   "I am a god, and it is natural." She looked at the fairyland-like garden stream: "If you want, I can turn the dream into a nightmare again."

   "Tomorrow."

  Lu Li was already tired - diving into ordinary people's dreams is obviously different from diving into Ability God's dreams.

   "In addition to this, it may be necessary to test whether you can sneak into the dream of the Ability God."

  If they can sneak into the dream of the Ability God silently, it means that Lu Li can hurt them without touching them-provided they have a dream, or Lu Li can drag them into a dream.

   Farewell to the mother of the swamp, Lu Li ended his dream trip and woke up from the wooden house on the island in the heart of the lake.

   The agate lake outside the window reflected the stars in the sky, and Anna's body gradually faded.

  Tonight, everyone at Onyx Lake Camp has a good dream.

   (end of this chapter)