It’s late at night and everyone is quiet.
Lumian woke up from his dream again, and the first thing that caught his eyes was a faint gray fog.
He instinctively raised his hand and put it into the pocket of his clothes.
The touch of cold, hard metal immediately entered his mind.
He took out the object he came across, and a touch of gold illuminated his eyes.
This is a gold coin.
A gold louis.
“It’s still there…” Lumian sat up and looked down at himself.
He was still wearing the cotton coat, cotton trousers and leather jacket from his last exploration. The nearly two-meter-long steel fork and the sharp iron-black ax were placed within easy reach.
This was exactly the same state as when he came out of the dream.
“In other words, this dream is evolving and will not start all over again every time you enter it…” Lumian played with the gold Louis and put it into the pocket of the cotton coat inside.
Although this cannot be brought into reality, it is still pleasant to look at.
Lumian got out of bed and looked out the window for a while, confirming that there was no obvious change in the red peaks of the ruins.
He picked up the ax and steel fork, walked out of his room and entered the dim corridor.
Aurore’s bedroom and study remained open.
Lumian glanced at it and suddenly had an idea:
“In the dream, my room basically corresponded to reality. It had everything it should have. Aurore’s initial look was the same.
“Then, can I stay in this bedroom? Where can I find her witchcraft notes, secret medicine formula, or how to become a wizard? ”
This idea was like the devil’s whisper, which made Lumian excited and wanted to try it.
Compared with exploring the unknown, dangerous, mysterious and weird ruins, it was easier and more convenient to rummage through the boxes in Aurore’s room. A safe choice.
No, no! Lumian shook his head violently and pushed the idea aside.
He would rather take risks than pry into Aurore’s privacy. He would not do it before getting Aurore’s permission. Go check her bedroom.
This is a sign of respect for Aurore.
If it weren’t for Aurore, he would have died five years ago as a street child.
Lumian withdrew his gaze rather painfully and walked towards the stairs. .
If the owner of that bedroom were anyone other than Aurore, he would now go in and look for useful information.
After going down the stairs, Lumian did not rush out, but checked the reserves in the kitchen.
Oh The olive oil, corn oil and animal fats that Luo Er stocked were neatly arranged in buckets and cans, just like reality.
Almost subconsciously, Lumian took out the bucket of corn oil first and placed it on the stove. Next.
The only reason for his choice was that animal fat and olive oil were more expensive.
Then, he skillfully used coal and wood to light a fire in the stove and made several homemade torches to be lit.
This was Prepare to burn that monster.
Of course, it would be better if there are other ways to solve it. This is the last option.
After completing these things, he picked up the ax and opened the door.
Lumian immediately discovered something different:
The light gray mist that permeated this dreamland was more moist than last time, and the ground under his feet was also slightly muddy.
“Has it rained? When I’m not here, when I’m not dreaming, this place still exists and evolves naturally according to certain laws? ” Lumian was a little surprised, but inexplicably felt that this was the case.
Thinking of those weird stories compiled by Aurore, he suddenly had a guess:
“This can’t be the real world, right?
“My dream is connected to a real world. The purpose of that tarot card to wake me up is to cross the barrier between the dream and the ruins?”
Lumian glanced around quickly and found that on both sides of the ruins, the ” “The edge” is the gray fog with no end in sight.
“You can verify it later. Instead of going to the ruins, go outside the gray fog and see if what penetrates the gray fog is a strange and illogical dream, or is it the real earth, sky, villages and towns…” If it
is the former, that means This place still belongs to a dream. If not, Lumian will have to confirm which world this is.
He believes that judging from the use of gold louis, it seems that this place is still in the Republic of Intis, but it may not be the current era. It may be a place that was lost or disappeared decades or hundreds of years ago.
However, Lumian felt that there was a high probability that he would not be able to get out of the gray fog around him.
Gathering his mind, he continued towards the ruins.
He did not forget that the purpose of this dream was to try to deal with the monster.
After walking a hundred or two hundred meters on the muddy wilderness full of gravel and cracks, Lumian suddenly stopped.
A question occurred to him.
There was an oversight in the preparation just now!
Before, the two-story building in my house had no firelight and was very safe in this world shrouded in gray fog. But now, it has a fire and shines out. Will it attract a lot of monsters? Make the safe zone no longer safe?
Lumian subconsciously turned around and looked at where he came from. In the faint gray fog, at the bottom of the two-story building that was half-ground, red light was imprinted on different glass windows.
It’s like a beacon in a dark world.
Considering that a lot of time had passed and it was obviously too late to try to extinguish the fire now, Lumian simply quickened his pace, entered the ruins, and hid in the building that collapsed due to burning on the edge.
He fastened the ax to the belt on his back, climbed up a wall with great agility, and hid in a dark corner separated by bricks and wood.
Lumian looked at his home on the other side of the wilderness from a distance.
Time passed by, and he didn’t see any monsters being attracted by the fire and getting close to it.
“It seems that the fire will not bring any changes, at least it will not make my home surrounded by monsters…” Lumian breathed a sigh of relief quietly.
This means that even if he does encounter any danger, he can escape smoothly as long as he can escape home in time and fall asleep as soon as possible.
He began to think about how to lure out and deal with the previous monster:
“From the last brief fight, its strength, speed, reaction and agility are almost the same as mine, but I can clearly feel that it is fighting entirely on instinct. , I don’t have enough experience and skills, nor the corresponding wisdom, so I can kill it when it is attacked…
“It can also be confused and stunned, no different from humans…
“In addition to fighting skills, I have two other things that are better than it. One is IQ, and the other is I can use weapons and tools. This is the biggest advantage humans have over this kind of monster… ”
As long as I am careful, again Defeating it is not difficult, the key point is how to get rid of it completely…”
Just when Lumian wanted to deliberately create a little noise to see if it could attract some monsters, he saw the completely collapsed house on the side. A figure was approaching silently.
The figure was covered in blood and had no skin, directly exposing its muscles, blood vessels and fascia. It was just like the monster from last time.
But what was different from last time was that this monster was holding a dung fork in its hand.
“It can also use weapons…” Lumian’s face was a little stiff for a moment, and his expression became bitter.
His confidence dropped a little unconsciously.
As the monster approached and turned, Lumian saw it There are exaggerated wounds on the back, neck and back of the head, but those cracks no longer flow with pus, showing a state of being mostly healed.
“It is indeed the one I met before…
“Its self-healing ability is better than mine It’s countless times stronger than normal humans…”
Lumian took a breath silently.
He forced himself to calm down and quickly analyzed the current situation.
After a blink of an eye, Lumian made a decision:
now is a good opportunity, and when you encounter an opportunity, you must fight for it and not miss it!
He quietly pulled out a stone brick from his side and waited for the monster to reach the expected location.
In just one or two steps, the monster entered Lumian’s “ambush circle”.
Lumian suddenly threw the stone bricks and threw them to the ground behind the monster.
The stone bricks fell, causing the monster to turn around quickly and look at the thing that attacked it.
Seeing this, Lumian held the ax with both hands and jumped ferociously from the wall to the monster from the side.
The ax struck the monster’s neck hard with the weight of its falling, splitting most of it in half.
With two plops, Lumian and the monster fell to the ground at the same time.
Lumian jumped up quickly, grabbed the ax, ran over, and slashed hard at the monster’s neck.
One blow, two blows, three blows, and the monster’s head was chopped off before he could resist.
As the head rolled to the side, the skinless body twitched twice and stopped moving.
Lumian did not stop there. He took a diagonal step, turned the ax, and slammed the ferocious head with his thick back, smashing it to pieces.
Immediately afterwards, he turned around and struck several times on the body with exposed muscles, blood vessels and fascia, smashing the heart and other important organs.
After doing all this, Lumian took two steps back, looked at his masterpiece, breathed heavily, and laughed softly:
“I thought you were really unkillable, who knew you were only capable of this!”
Controlling Amid the intense laughter, the headless corpse suddenly bounced.
Lumian’s eyes tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away.
He forcibly resisted the urge, stepped forward again, and raised his axe.
After the body bounced twice, it regained its composure, as if it was just making an unsuccessful struggle to its death.
Lumian observed for a while and finally confirmed that the monster was completely dead.
“The vitality is so tenacious…” Lumian sighed secretly, then moved closer, squatted down, used an ax to open up the muscles and fascia, and inspected the body.
The monster’s body structure is no different from that of humans, but its body vitality is obviously stronger. Even if it is dead, some incisions are still moving slightly.
“There is no treasure, and no extraordinary power has been transferred into my body…” Lumian assessed his current state and was a little disappointed for a moment.
The idea that you become stronger every time you kill a monster really only exists in Aurore’s story.
He immediately took the monster’s body and head into the collapsed building and buried them with bricks, stones and wood.
Then, he searched the burned-down house, hoping to find something.