... These are not words that a mature pirate general should say, they can be more tactful, Ms. "Hermit", you are like a wayward girl now... Klein was taken aback, almost suspecting that he had heard it wrong. The personality of the "Admiral of the Stars" in his heart is a bit contradictory.

Thinking that Gehrman Sparrow also has a side that is not afraid of getting dirty or working hard as a volunteer, he was immediately relieved, and quickly had a guess: Cattleya the "Hermit" was not fully awake in the dream, and could recognize that she was dreaming But it can't be effectively controlled!

In other words, she will unconsciously show her deep-seated emotions and parts of her character that she always deliberately suppresses.

No wonder she said that she would never be able to get close to the miraculous city opposite, because she simply didn't have the consciousness to explore... Klein thought about it, and asked tentatively, "Maybe we can find something here."

"No." Cattleya replied without hesitation, but never shook her head, "I'm going to wait here, wait!"

Sure enough, he was in a half-dream and half-awake state... Klein judged from the other party's reaction and tone.

He wasted no more time, turned around and jumped off the boulder.

Snapped!

Klein stepped on the ground with both feet, and looked back subconsciously: "Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya was still sitting there with her knees hugged. There was no one else around, and the solidified dusk of the opposite city was reflected on her body. , dragging her shadow very long, interlaced with the shadows created by the withered and yellow trees.

The mountain wind blew gently, and the black shadow swayed gently. Cattleya didn't make any movements, and was stubbornly waiting for something.

At this time, a "psychiatrist" is needed to interpret the emotions in the dream, and this has nothing to do with the enlightenment obtained from divination... Klein pouted, looked around, and looked for the direction of exploration.

He found that there are black buildings in the monastery to the left and right, and there are tall walls separating them from the cliff. No matter where he wants to explore, unless he jumps directly from the cliff, he cannot bypass the monastery.

Since he had no other choice, Klein came directly to the dark gate of the monastery.

The gate was nearly ten meters high, and it didn't look like it was prepared for humans. Klein looked at it for a few seconds, took a breath, stretched out his hands, and pressed on both sides of the crack in the door.

There was a creaking sound immediately, and the weight of the door was beyond Klein's imagination. His muscles swelled one after another, his face was flushed, but he could only slightly shake the target, but could not push it away.

Fortunately, this is a dream. As long as you believe it logically, you can increase your strength, and you don't need to actually activate "squirming hunger"... Klein let out the breath he was holding back, and the glove on his left palm turned pale.

In a flash of dark green, he gained the power of a "living corpse", his arms suddenly became thicker, and his legs swelled suddenly.

tie!

There was a heavy friction sound, and the door slowly opened, revealing the scene inside.

Two gloomy towers and black buildings are connected to each other by covered bridges, enclosing a wide gray stone square.

The square is full of potholes, huge arrows are inserted, and several fires are burning, as if they have been attacked before.

Klein walked through the doorway and entered the square, unexpectedly seeing Frank Lee, Nina, Autolov and others here.

This is their dream? It's not like... Or, in other words, everyone's dreams are only limited to themselves, and then randomly appear somewhere in this world? Klein guessed uncertainly.

Frank Lee was the closest to him, holding a shovel and shoveling gravel. Next to him were white bread, toast, pan-fried fish and other food that had been dropped on the ground.

Is he planning to use them as nourishment to grow something? Planting even dreams... Klein approached and asked casually, "What are you doing?"

Frank kept moving, but there was a smile on his face: "I have cultivated some small things, and they need to sleep peacefully in the soil for a period of time before they can grow up and reproduce."

"What's their use?" Klein asked curiously and worriedly.

Frank said with a smile on his face: "They are a kind of hybrid bacteria that can make bulls produce milk. In this way, we will harvest more milk and let more people drink good milk."

Let those bulls go... Klein twitched his face and said, "Can it be successful?"

"The effect is fine, but I'm worried that they might not reproduce." Frank frowned. JrNovels.com