Chapter 217: 308 chapter, this magical bed……

308 chapter, this magical bed……

3o8 chapter, this magical bed……

This is a magical room, a magical bed.

Actually, the city boy, who knows that in the Moon Palace, his room is similar to the geometric structure at the base of the Egyptian pyramids.

This room can gather cosmic microwaves. This kind of microwaves, after being transformed by the Yueqiu person, can make those who sleep on this bed, though sleeping like awake, though dead like alive.

Who says the Pharaoh is a mummy? Who knows that the Pharaoh is enjoying a beautiful dream, enjoying the pleasures of future life!!

This city boy, entering this room is like entering heaven, entering the heaven he longed for, obtaining what he wanted in life but could not obtain……

On the mysterious bed arranged by the Yueqiu girl, that city boy really began to have a beautiful dream.

He dreamed of himself, arriving at a deserted island country.

On the island country, he used human magic power, rescuing a golden girl who had been abducted by a band of pirates.

But the golden girl he saved suffered severe injuries.

In order to treat the girl, the city boy entered the Dragon Palace, begged the Dragon King… then went to Five Poison Mountain… crossed the Black Water River… finally retrieved the immortal elixir, saving the girl.

However, when the girl spoke of her own background and experiences, the city boy was greatly surprised, as it turned out……

(Below is the story's beginning; the beginning isn't very exciting, but the more you read, the more amazing it becomes)―――

Where is this?

This is a dwarf's island country. The island country is full of cherry blossoms.

Oh, it is now spring, or perhaps late spring. It seems a cuckoo is crying blood.

This cuckoo may be searching for a childhood companion lost long ago; those times lost in the dark willows and bright flowers……

I am here――――

By the river of the island country, there are wildflowers, star-shaped wildflowers. These wildflowers open as if frightened and anxious. Their tiny petals tremble in the Wind.

These tiny beauties, I don't know if they fear the Wind, or fear the Rain, or fear being trampled and crushed; I truly pity them.

But who pities me? Why should I be pitied?

I have arrived here――――

You are thinking of the island country you long for day and night.

The island country, snowflakes drift down abundantly.

Now I have come here; why is it raining and snowing so heavily? Could it be that this snow is aimed at me?

Who is talking nonsense? This island country, ever since those men went to war, it has been snowing continuously. This snow is the tears of the island country's women longing for their husbands; how could it be aimed at you?

When the words fell, a group of pirates appeared before me…………

(starting point original,. wonderful in the next part――)