Room 12…Lumian’s gaze suddenly froze as he looked at Safari.
He imagined many possibilities, but he didn't guess that "Room 12" meant this.
In room 12 lived the "Mrs. Night" Puaris de Roquefort and her husband, housekeeper, maid, and children!
Almost at the same time, Lumian thought of the oil painting he saw at the Trier Art Center. The woman in the painting was based on Safari, naked, with faces painted on her skin.
Were those faces symbols of the room's occupants, or the exterior of the "hostel" rooms? Lumian stared at Safari in front of him with dilated pupils, ready to activate the black mark on his body at any time and use the "Hum Ha Technique" to prevent the occupants of Room 12 from coming out.
He still has a lot of psychological trauma towards Mrs. Pualis.
Safari pulled at her lake blue dress, her plump face twisted twice in obvious pain:
"I can't affect the residents' perception of the outside world for long..."
That is to say, Madam Pualis has not discovered me yet... Lumian breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not dare to be careless. What if Safari's interference would soon become ineffective
At this time, Safaree pulled down the neckline of her long dress, revealing some skin.
Lumian could clearly see the multiple faces there, like those in oil paintings. They were half hidden and half revealed, and were extremely creepy.
This confirmed Lumian's guess, but also gave him new doubts:
Why use polluted human models as "inn" rooms and let powerful evil god-given people like Madam Puaris and Vasant Sanson live in them? Can't they just move into this replica of the fake Golden Rooster Hotel
Is this to interfere with the search for occult methods such as divination and prophecy
Why do I feel like this has a bit of a ritual flavor, like specific arrangements and requirements... As a "mendicant monk", Lumian, who has mastered enough knowledge of ritual magic, feels that this matter has a hint of evil.
Seeing that Safari had not yet turned around to leave, he quickly asked, "How many rooms are there in the hostel?"
"From room 2 to room 13," Safaree replied in a disembodied voice.
“No Room 1?” Lumian demanded.
Gabriel spoke on behalf of his lover: "It is said that there is, but we have never seen it, and Room 1 has never been admitted to the 'hostel'."
Mysterious Room 1... There are currently 12 rooms confirmed, but each room may not have only one Evil God's Gifted One... Lumian knew that time was running out, so he immediately changed the question: "How do we leave here?"
"Get permission from the goblins, or go through the black hole on Market Avenue, but that's dangerous and might put you in a place you shouldn't be." Safari's eyes sometimes became more empty, and sometimes filled with pain.
The black hole on the market avenue… Lumian asked hastily: “How many goblins are there in total, and where are they?”
"Three." It was Gabriel who answered, "They don't live in this world. They only come in occasionally. Usually, they let the servants maintain order here. They are those flying and glowing figures outside."
Three fairies... According to the information provided by the "Purifier", the "fairy" gift sequence should not have obtained divinity yet, and it is initially estimated to be equal to sequence 5, but their status is special. As long as they do not actively enter reality, some saints may not be able to attack them... If I encounter fairies, I am not without the ability to fight them... If I can catch a fairy, I should be able to leave here... Lumian's thoughts raced, and he asked further:
"Is there a pattern to the goblins coming in and out?"
"No..." Safaree shook her head slowly and gracefully.
Lumian abandoned this direction and asked another question: "Do you know where Janna is hiding?"
"I don't know." Gabriel said quickly, "But the goblin servants didn't find her either. They weren't sure if anyone had really entered here. The goblins must have cautiously issued an order to investigate based on the changes in the outside world."
Before Lumian could ask a new question, Safaree's face twisted again.
She turned around, left the door of Room 207, and walked upstairs.
It can be seen that she is almost unable to influence the residents "inside" her body's perception of the outside world.
Gabriel's condition was getting worse and worse, and he walked slowly towards the corridor outside.
“Is there a border here?” Lumian asked finally.
Gabriel nodded, his eyes becoming increasingly empty as he said, “Only Market Avenue and the area around it are real.”
"It's surrounded by a dark and deep void, with an invisible barrier."
Barrier... Lumian repeated the word in his mind, watching Gabriel close the door for him without changing his expression, and listening to his footsteps returning to the third floor.
The word "barrier" reminded Lumian of something the "Magician" lady had once said: there was a barrier outside the world they lived in, blocking the invasion of evil gods from outside the domain.
Although the "barrier" Gabriel mentioned is more of a description and may not be the same as the "barrier" in the words of the "Magician", but since the evil god believers are now planning big things, Lumian cannot ignore the possibility that this barrier is related to that barrier.
Lumian turned his gaze away from the door, knowing that he might not have much time left:
The degree of contamination of Safari and Gabrielle will increase over time, making it increasingly difficult for them to control themselves. When they are completely alienated, they will certainly no longer help Lumian and Janna hide the truth and will definitely report to the fairies.
"The two most important issues now are how to get in touch with the outside world, or how to leave here, and how to find Janna." Lumian concentrated and tried his best to use his thinking ability of a "conspirator".
As for the first problem, especially how to get in touch with the outside world, he quickly came up with eight or nine solutions:
One is to fully stimulate the "Blood Emperor" aura in his right hand to see if it can break through the obstacles of this abnormal world and shake the "real Trier" so that all the demigods in this metropolis will turn their attention to this place;
The second is to arrange a ceremony to pray for blessings, to see if the natural stimulation of the seal can bypass the interference of "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun" and pass the information here to Mr. "Fool";
The third is to see whether the spiritual and physical connection between Mr. K’s finger and himself still exists;
Fourth, try to summon the messenger of the "Magician" lady;
The fifth is to try to summon the messenger of Lady Hela;
Sixth, he would recite the spell for entering the gathering place of the Curly-haired Baboon Research Society, which was the palace of the Kingdom of Night, to see if it would work in this situation without applying in advance;
Seventh, find the fake Franca in this world and see if she has the ancient silver mirror from underground, and use the special function of the ancient mirror to leave;
The eighth is to create some noise to attract one or two goblins and catch them;
Nine is... ..
Before trying so many plans, Lumian needs to find Janna, because each plan may be noticed by the fairies and attract their attention.
How to find Janna? Lumian tried to put himself in Janna's shoes, assuming that he was such an inexperienced "witch" who suddenly accidentally entered a strange world that seemed to be a "hostel":
"Janna should have seen Gabriel as well, and she won't venture into the fake Golden Rooster Hotel anytime soon...
"She can be 'invisible' and hide in the shadows. She is also patient and observant. It is not difficult for her to find the strangeness of pedestrians and vendors...
"If I were her in this situation, what would I do
"Well, find the boundaries of this place... See if the churches and other buildings blessed by gods have been replicated. If so, what is it like inside and who believes in it... Collect the differences between this place and the real market area to see if there is any clue to leave... And this needs to start with determining whether there is a fake self...
"The goblins' servants were just investigating..."
Lumian's thoughts gradually became clear. He returned to the desk, slightly opened the curtains, and looked outside.
It was not until the servants of the fairies, those blurry figures emitting faint light and with dull and empty expressions, finished their search of the area and disappeared into the air that Lumian took out the silver-white "Lie" ear clip and put it on his left ear.
He quickly transformed himself into Mrs. Firth and went down to the first floor, checking every room.
Then he turned into a peddler farther away, passed Mrs. Firth, and left the Golden Rooster Inn.
This is his home ground. Even though it is a replica or a reflection, it does not prevent him from mastering the environmental details of this area and the characters that frequently appear there.
Lumian didn't rush to White Coat Street. He first went around to Nightingale Street and entered his safe house.
As soon as he opened the door, his brows furrowed slightly.
Of all the traps he had set up here, the only one left was the one at the door, which was also the simplest one.
Lumian's eyes then swept across the room, not seeing the ritual furs and used cow and dog hides that were placed there in the real world.
"It's not a strict correspondence..." he muttered to himself silently.
He felt more and more that this place was similar to the real market area in appearance, especially this kind of trap-protected
In the room, every detail didn't match.
“It’s like just doing an external observation and restoration of key rooms… It’s like, it’s like…” Lumian’s pupils suddenly dilated as he had an inspiration.
It's like painting!
…
3 Fake White Coat Street, Apartment 601.
After Janna took the lucky gold coin and made a simple prayer to Mr. Fool, a thin gray mist appeared before her eyes, but it disappeared immediately.
"It's really effective..." Janna whispered with a stutter.
That lucky gold coin is really lucky enough!
Janna didn't get any inspiration, so she had to be patient and continue to play the fake self, repeating the actions of cleaning the room and wiping the coffee table over and over again.
Time seemed to have not passed much in this world. The sun high in the sky remained in the same position, not moving an inch.
Suddenly, Janna heard the sound of a door opening and looked over subconsciously, but the fake Franca didn't react at all and continued to do the same things.
Jenna's eyes met with Lumian, whose hair was blonde with black. She instinctively looked away and reflexively went into disguise, trying to make her face look a little empty.
She wasn't sure if the Charles who came was real or fake.
The next second, she heard a familiar voice with obvious sarcasm: "You are really here, and this is all you can think of."