Chapter 672: Sudden Arrival

Amidst an intense dizziness where spirit and flesh felt on the verge of separating, Lu Mian saw the trees that seemed to be sleeping in the night once more, and saw the pitch-black boulder...

He finally took off the tea-colored glasses from the bridge of his nose, his body slightly hunched to alleviate his physical discomfort.

Even a "Ascetic" could not use the "Secret-Peeping Glasses" for too long.

Of course, this actually ensured safety to a certain extent.

After this "peeping," Lu Mian confirmed two things:

First, there was indeed something special beneath the ground of this house, "Ciss," but it was more like a somewhat illusory symbol rather than an actual existing object; it indicated that this place had once suffered from some kind of pollution or influence, with the most severe point being the corresponding underground area.

Second, this influence was linked to the black boulder deep within the primeval jungle.

"How is it?" asked Ma Disi, whose face was painted with white oil paint.

Lu Mian stuffed the "Secret-Peeping Glasses" back into his "Traveler's Bag," smiled, and said:

"I 'saw' that the source of the anomaly here originates from a black boulder deep in the primeval jungle. Have you ever seen or heard of that black boulder?"

The slightly pale Lei Yasa and Ma Disi, whose black hair draped over his shoulders, shook their heads simultaneously, indicating they had not.

Lu Mian did not rush to do the second thing scheduled for tonight. He glanced at Lei Yasa, who was wearing thin formal attire and appeared to be a mixed-race descendant of Intis and Feysac, and said as if casually:

"I thought that with your arrival, certain people in Tizamo Town would gradually evacuate and stay in Port Pylos for a period of time.

"You know, the 'Dream Festival' should begin within three days."

Lei Yasa said calmly:

"According to my experience, except for those who arrived in Tizamo Town only in the last two weeks, it is best for everyone else not to leave here and head to other places, to prevent the anomaly from spreading.

"We will consider it after the 'Dream Festival' ends and that primitive tribe launches another attack."

A very standard handling procedure... I actually thought you would be concerned about the views of Northern Continent countries like Intis and Feysac, allowing those with corresponding nationalities to evacuate in advance and be protected, for example, the owners of those plantations outside the city and their families... Hmm, this should also be because the "Dream Festival" had never shown direct harm before, only causing some townspeople to suffer from hysteria and attracting attacks from that primitive tribe in the jungle. The former situation could be solved by a simple mass, and the latter problem could be guarded against and resisted... Lu Mian roughly grasped the mindset of General Queralir and the high-level members of the patrol team:

Since there won't be any major incidents, then pretend there is no "Dream Festival," just tell the local official Beyonders to be on high alert, guard against accidents, and hope that the "Fool" Church can resolve the hidden danger!

If they really did more, they might instead ignite the powder keg and make the problem truly serious.

After chatting about this, Lu Mian recovered from the discomfort brought by the "Secret-Peeping Glasses," took out the uniquely shaped "Eye of Truth," and put it up to his face.

Seeing the ear hooks and temples composed of pale flesh and dark blood vessels, and seeing the lenses made of intertwined transparent purple tubes with a hint of blood, Ma Disi, a South Continent native with decent features, twitched his eyelids.

Just how many glasses does Louis Berry have?

And every single one of them is a magical artifact!

After putting on the "Eye of Truth," which had only one lens, Lu Mian looked around, wanting to see the truth.

Accompanying this action, sounds gradually arose by his ears, becoming noisy.

Every note and every word seemed to turn into a physical entity, crazily pouring into Lu Mian's brain.

This gave him the feeling that his head was like a balloon, rapidly expanding.

And if the balloon were to expand endlessly, there would only be one outcome:

A bang, and it bursts!

Lu Mian supported the ear hook with one hand, ready to take off the "Eye of Truth" at any time, while seizing the time to examine the house, "Ciss."

He felt that before the "Dream Festival" began, and before entering the special dream, adventurously peeping at the situation of this house was safer than using the "Eye of Truth" and "Secret-Peeping Glasses" inside the dream.

Through the purplish lenses, Lu Mian did not discover more truth; everything was about the same as what the naked eye could see, only the night seemed a bit deeper and darker.

No longer hesitating, his eyes beginning to bulge and blood vessels appearing on his skin, he violently tore off the "Eye of Truth," and a slightly sharp sonic boom echoed in his ears.

Huff, huff... Lu Mian panted heavily, his mind a mess, filled with all kinds of strange knowledge, completely unable to think.

At this time, even if someone were to ambush him, he would be unable to react quickly.

After more than ten seconds, Lu Mian finally regained the ability to think and instinctively sorted through the knowledge forcibly poured into his brain:

"The art of speaking...

"How to cultivate excellent wheat seeds...

"Canning technology...

"How to roast a piece of pork until it's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside...

"Using music to soothe a sow's emotions...

"The 'Apocalypse of Night'...

" 'Celebrities' Favorite Positions—Memoirs of Those Mistresses'

"... "

What is all this? Is there no useful knowledge? In the past, although Aurora was tortured by the knowledge instilled by the "Hidden Sage," she could at least pick up some valuable occult knowledge. Uh, was she also polluted by similar knowledge, which is why in the books she wrote, and usually when she spoke, she always appeared to have rich theoretical knowledge... Lu Mian rubbed his still-swollen head and said to Lei Yasa and Ma Disi:

"I'm going to take a turn around the edge of the jungle. Do you want to follow?"

Lei Yasa nodded, stingy with words, while Ma Disi indicated his attitude with the action of walking toward the stairs.

If Camus were here, he would definitely smile bitterly and say, "Do I have a choice?"... Lu Mian muttered to himself, left the house "Ciss," arrived on the street, and walked toward the side of Tizamo Town that leaned against the primeval jungle.

After reaching another street through an intersection, Lu Mian saw a four-wheeled, four-seated carriage parked at the entrance of the Buriu Hotel.

A waiter and a maid carried luggage, following a man and a woman as they got off the carriage and walked toward the hotel.

The man was wearing a dark gray formal suit and a top hat; his skin color looked like that of a Northern Continent native, his side profile was sharp, and his eyes were a deep shade of green. The woman was wearing a light-colored dress convenient for movement and a feather hat inlaid with pearls. She looked to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight, her skin delicate and lustrous. Even though one could only see her profile, it would make people feel that she must be a beauty.

Lu Mian withdrew his gaze and looked at Lei Yasa and Ma Disi:

"Is it the weekend now?"

"No." Ma Disi understood what Louis Berry wanted to ask and explained simply, "Gentlemen and ladies don't only have time to come to Tizamo Town for hunting on weekends."

Lu Mian turned to Lei Yasa and said:

"You didn't blockade this area?"

"That would cause panic," Lei Yasa replied simply.

Lu Mian didn't say anything more. Passing by the Buriu Hotel, he walked step by step out of the town and entered the primeval jungle.

He followed the path he was already familiar with in the dream, constantly going deeper.

Finally, he arrived at the real-world area corresponding to that chaotic zone where various dream fragments overlapped.

This place was ordinary, with no significant difference from the surroundings.

Lu Mian found a palm tree, leaned back against it, and said to Lei Yasa and Ma Disi:

"You help me watch the surroundings; I'm going to take a nap here."

He wanted to try what would happen if he fell asleep in a place closer to the source of the anomaly, whether he could also enter that special dream, and in what state.

After receiving a positive reply from the two patrol team members, Lu Mian closed his eyes and attempted meditation.

He didn't know when, but he fell asleep.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but he woke up.

After seeing the figures of Lei Yasa and Ma Disi clearly, Lu Mian flipped up and stood, thinking as he nodded:

"This place doesn't work either... Only that house 'Ciss' works?

"Or, find that black boulder and sleep near it?"

Lu Mian cast his gaze toward the pitch-black depths of the jungle, deliberated for a few seconds, and said to Lei Yasa and Ma Disi:

"Let's go back."

The three of them soon returned to Tizamo Town.

It was now late at night; no one was walking on the street, and no lights or sounds came from the houses on either side. Only occasionally could one hear the snorting of the livestock on the ground floors of the buildings, which made the darkness and silence even more pronounced, just as the dim red moonlight made the darkness even deeper.

In such a dark night, among these houses with a style completely different from Northern Continent architecture, Lu Mian stepped on the rammed earth road and walked toward the Buriu Hotel located deep in this street, with Lei Yasa and Ma Disi following quietly behind.

Suddenly, Lu Mian's head felt dazed for a moment, his vision briefly blurring before becoming clear again.

This is... His pupils dilated, and he instinctively examined the front and sides, finding no anomalies.

Just then, inside a house with an empty ground floor diagonally ahead, dim yellow candlelight lit up, shining from a room on the third floor.

Immediately after, on this street, in the entire Tizamo Town, one glass window after another was lit up by burning candlelight.

Ruya woke up from a nap and found that the sky was already completely dark, but the candlelight in many houses had not yet been extinguished.

This meant that the time was not yet late.

Ruya was lazy and didn't want to make food herself. She shouldered her hunting bow and arrows, left the room, left the Police Headquarters from the side, and walked toward the nearby Bunia Cafe.

Almost no one was walking on the street, just like any ordinary night.

Ruya glanced at the tables and chairs still placed on the side of the street, came to the cooking counter, and said in Dutan to the boss and waiter, Bunia, who was lowering his head and busy:

"A cup of Kosa, a corn tortilla with beef."

Bunia stopped the action of washing cups and raised his head.

His black hair was naturally slightly curly, and he had a strong mixed-race feel. He looked at Ruya and revealed an obvious, strange smile that made Ruya inexplicably uneasy.

Ruya knew Bunia very well and knew that he was a shy, kind adult man who was not good at communicating with women. He had never smiled like this before.

Bunia stared at Ruya and said with a low, laughing voice:

"Your breasts are really big."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 673 =====