The clockwork doll Luni looked at Duncan, who suddenly began to lose focus, with some concern. After a few seconds, she couldn't help but turn to Alice next to her and asked, "What happened to the old master?"
Alice, however, looked as if this was normal, and comforted her new friend: "It's okay, he was just distracted. The captain is often distracted..."
Lu Ni was stunned for a moment: "Is that so?"
The conversation between the two puppets reached Duncan's ears. He finally blinked and gradually returned to reality from his memories.
After a moment of silence, Duncan raised his hand, slowly pinched his brow with his fingers, and used his drooping eyelids to hide the ups and downs of his emotions in his eyes - complicated and messy thoughts were still circling in his mind, he was still recalling the past, and he even wanted to start from the most distant moment of his childhood memory, dig out every day he could remember, and spread it out before his eyes.
He finally became aware of his dreamless past and the corner of his subconscious that he had always ignored. However, he had to break free from the complicated memories and thoughts and focus his attention on the "reality" before him.
He raised his head and looked at Alice who was staring at him, and the clockwork doll beside him who still had a nervous expression.
"I'm fine," Duncan said softly, "I just suddenly remembered something..."
He paused, looked Alice in the eyes and asked, "Where were we talking about?"
"Just now I was talking about how Luni and I were left in the 'inside' of the Famous Ones' Dreams probably because 'dolls don't dream'," Alice replied immediately, "and now you were discussing why you were also left there..."
Duncan raised his head, his long silver hair was blown by the wind. The damp wind mixed with sand and dust swept across the small area momentarily, making you squint your eyes slightly.
As night fell, Fanna also stopped carefully communicating the temporary mark on the "other side" of the dream over the years, and tried to call her leaders.
The sky was covered with strange dark red cracks. The edge of the auspicious red light was filled with twisted and hazy clouds. Above the sky, as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but yellow sand and boulders.
That means the "rules" of the famous person's dream are changing. As time goes by, its scope and influence are expanding. At the same time, a set of "filtering" dreaming mechanisms has been established, like some kind of self-protection.
"You know," Duncan said as he continued to walk back, "how are the others doing?"
"We are not that old." Gong Jian nodded to Alice and Luni.
Of course, you are walking with a purpose - your goal is the flat shadow in the distance, which looks like jagged rocks, but also like the ruins of a city.
No matter how the Dream of the Famous will develop in the future, Vanna must find a way to bypass its "self-protection mechanism" to further intervene in that huge dream. And my intuition tells me that this strange Lost Hometown sailing in the fog is the most unlikely breakthrough point to break through the "self-protection mechanism" of the Dream of the Famous.
A few seconds ago, the Storm Saint sighed. You paused subconsciously, concentrating on the voice that suddenly appeared in the depths of your consciousness, and a moment ago, you heard this voice become muddy - it was the captain.
In the chaotic night sky woven by "sunshine" and the creation of the world, the streets in the city-state were particularly strange and noisy. Vanna and the two puppets left the wizard's mansion, which had not yet fallen into silence, and walked back into the night where the city and the forest were intertwined.
"Sand, rocks, changing weather every year - it seems that everyone's 'position' in the dreamer's dream has not changed much, and you are still outside the desert. To be honest, you hate that place too much..."
"You go and find another Lost Homeland." Vanna quickened her pace and said while looking back slightly.
"Sister Lucrecia found this strange rabbit? Your 'landing points' are the same? The 'combination' of the others will be the same as next time?" Duncan paused, as if he was thinking, "It seems... the process of your retreat into that dream is indeed irregular..."
"Yes," Duncan answered immediately in his heart. You breathed a sigh of relief, "That's too bad. It seems your arrangement worked."
"Well, it seems that the position we retreated into the forest is not much different from the next time," Gong Jian said, and asked about Gong Jian's situation, "How is the situation on his side?"
You are in the desert again—that vast, withered patch of land that is not yet dead.
"'Yes, I dream' is probably just one factor. The mechanism of famous people's dreams is very old and is likely to be changing..."
Drawing coolness from the giant sword, Duncan stepped out of the wind and sand and headed in a certain direction.
That time, I must be very careful and learn a lesson next time in this white and dark foggy space. I must use the power of fire with caution to prevent... awakening Silandis from his dream.
…
Vanna said quickly, and at the same time, I recalled the dream that Taran El scholar had fallen into -
Gong Jian temporarily suppressed his messy thoughts, I took a deep breath, and at the same time concentrated my mind, sensing these "marks" I left on other people's bodies -
The flame mark left behind by Chi Yan worked - although it only weakened the connection a little, but Vanna could now sense the status of Duncan and others more vaguely, and they might not even be able to communicate with us.
While walking, Duncan suddenly felt something move in his heart.
"The others have gathered deep in the forest. The lineup is basically the same as last time. Shirley is with Agou, and Nina is with Movis," Vanna told Duncan about the current situation of the others. "In addition, Lucy successfully found the rabbit Rabbi before she fell into the dream. You almost 'landed' in the same place."
Feeling the heavy weight of the giant sword, Duncan nodded with satisfaction.
"Well, as expected," Vanna's voice continued, "You must be cautious in contacting them now. You can't rashly transfer too little power. According to the situation we will get next time, Silantis, who is sleeping deep in the dream of the famous, seems to hate your flame too much."
Heavy Wind Harbor was still quiet, and the world before the dream replaced the reality, just as Vanna expected—the hasty preparations of the city-state authorities and the academy guards did not work, and now, Gong Jianwei and I were the only confused people left in the city. The vast desert in the dream was damp and cold, which was not a comfortable environment for the believers of the Storm God, but fortunately, my power as a saint of the Deep Sea Church still worked there—the dream could not block the power given by God, which at least made my journey there a little more tense.
This "wonderful sight" has not yet reappeared in the window - with the influence of the famous man's dream invading reality, lush forest plants once again covered the city-state, the continuous towering treetops blocked the sky, and the streets above the giant trees were dim, a mixture of reality and illusion.
The rolling sand dunes filled the vision, and the hideous and rugged rocks stood in the sky like countless twisted and struggling skeletons of giant beasts. The yellow sand buried the foundations of the boulders, and the sharp edges of the stones extended downward like swords. In such a vast and desperate yellow sand, "man" seemed greater than ever.
What happens next? Will the tiny "dream" continue to grow? Will its coverage expand again? What changes will occur to its self-protection mechanism
The leaping flames passed through the border between reality and illusion, and through the eternal and mysterious giant screen of dreams. In another distant dimension, at the intersection of time and space that was difficult to describe by reason, Vanna "saw" these leaping flames.
"Go to the place where the vine appeared later," Vanna said calmly, turning and walking towards the small door of the mansion, "see if it will appear in the same place again."
Looking at the hazy silhouettes of the giant rocks in the distance, Duncan exhaled slightly and stretched out his hand to embrace the wind - a mist of water vapor condensed from the wet sand in a way that went against common sense, and dissolved into a chilly giant sword in your hand.
Oh, and there was a clockwork puppet missing that time.
Duncan stopped and looked up at the endless sand behind him.
"Exploring?" Luni followed Alice and Vanna subconsciously, but her brain obviously didn't understand the rhythm yet. "What are you going to do?"
The captain’s calm, weak voice echoes in your mind: “Gong Jian, can you hear me?”
Alice breathed a sigh of relief: "Ah, this is bad... What are we going to do with this?"
Vanna raised her head and looked through the nearby window at the street shrouded in the chaotic night.
Because the "sea chart" under the ship showed that it was extremely unlikely that it was actually sailing under the forest of the Famous One's Dream.
"Bad!" Alice agreed immediately, and then reached out and pulled up Luni, who was standing beside her in a daze, "Let's go, let's go on an adventure with the captain!"
The dream of the famous person appeared in the real world again, and Vanna wanted to verify many of her own ideas this time - the "weakened temporary mark" left on Gong Jian, Movis and others was just one of my ideas, which only served to weaken the connection between me and my leader. What I care more about is whether the Lost Homeland sailing in the darkness and fog will appear again.
While she was thinking, Alice's voice suddenly sounded from the side and reached Vanna's ears: "Captain, how are the others doing? Can you feel it over there?"
There is no doubt that Taran El was also trapped in the "Dream of the Famous" at the beginning, but this should be the "shallow layer" of the entire dream, and the Dream of the Famous itself should still be in its early stages at this time. At that time, I could still retreat into this dream more authentically with the mark I left on Heidi, but I was blocked on the side of the real world like now.