Chapter 207 Magical Booklet

Cui Zhiyong looked at Fu En's back, who was leading the way. His steps became slower and slower. He was almost three meters away from Fu En. He still had the broken voice transmission snail hanging on his shoulder. His left hand was in his pocket. He looked around casually from time to time, just like he was taking a walk to see the scenery... except that his nerves were always tense and his eyes were darting back and forth.

The surroundings were blurry, the white fog was getting thicker and thicker, and the thing under my feet that could barely be called a road was like? Compressed and solidified fog, how deep would it sink if I stepped on it?

Apart from this, there are no signs to identify directions.

The atmosphere is also very quiet.

Cui Zhiyong couldn't figure out whether this atmosphere was harmonious or tense.

After all, he had just beaten someone up, threatened someone, and fooled someone half an hour ago.

But to be more specific, didn't this guy beat him half to death a few hours ago? And he also modified his memory, turning him into an idiot who can only say "treasure map, treasure map"?

So, there was a give and take, no one killed him, and there was some mercy.

Yes? What a harmonious atmosphere!

Cui Zhiyong figured it out, cleared his throat, and said, "Fu En, how long will it take to get to Yun Yan? Are you holding a grudge and planning to lead me to a dangerous place?"

Still covered in blood and tattered clothes, Fu En said without turning his head: "Maybe?"

...Is this a joke?

This is? You must be kidding.

Should we start to be alert and prepare for battle?

Cui Zhiyong muttered to himself.

Good? Fu En quickly continued to speak, diverting Cui Zhiyong's attention?, "In the dream world, only Lady Elaine and Lady Elaina can teleport and move quickly? Do it, maybe Sawyer can also? Do it reluctantly, but unfortunately, I can't directly create a channel to connect to the area around that Excellency."

Cui Zhiyong paused and said, "Do you know where Yun Yan is?"

"In fact, I don't know. But people with authority in the dream world are almost omnipotent. Therefore, if they have a directional target, the dream world will directly show a direction, and the rest is to create a channel."

Vaughn explained calmly.

And this kind of gentle attitude made Cui Zhiyong more and more difficult to understand.

He was quiet for a while, but he couldn't help but ask, "Are you a masochist?"

Vaughn said quickly, "I am? Trying to win you over."

Cui Zhiyong breathed a sigh of relief. "I'm sorry I misjudged it... but I really can't see it. You know, I was a little nervous. After all, I have no ability to resist in the dream world. I was just betting that you would keep your promise. You obviously have a way to modify my memory and turn me into your companion, but you just deleted a memory and changed it into a treasure map... Is this considered soft-hearted? Can I try to win you over?"

He seemed to hear Vaughn taking a deep breath.

After a few seconds, Vaughn said, "We're here."

Cui Zhiyong, who had been talking non-stop, ended the previous topic. His attention was diverted. "Okay? Hurry up. You were so slow just now. I thought it would take at least ten minutes..."

"Lady Elaine must be with that gentleman," Fu Enguo interrupted Cui Zhiyong without any expression on his face, and said coldly: "I hope you can go and persuade him. Whether it is inheriting the power of dreams or the power of the ocean, it is a good thing for that gentleman... and it is a happy thing for the people on the continent."

Cui Zhiyong: "What a joy."

"Get out of the way? I'm going out."

Ahead of the road? Is? A door, obviously? An exit.

Cui Zhiyong was not well. He pushed Fu En away angrily and walked towards the door.

When he passed by Fu En, the guy who had originally closed his eyes deeply as if trying to calm down but still couldn't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth suddenly whispered: "Your soul is incomplete. If you continue to live in the real world, I'm afraid you will only have about ten years left to live."

Cui Zhiyong thought that this guy really couldn't speak.

"So? You are? My mom? You care about me so much? Besides, ten years is too far away. I can't see things for that long. I'll go blind."

Having said that, Cui Zhiyong pushed open the door in front of the road without looking back.

The expression on Fu En's face, who was facing away from him, gradually faded.

He couldn't help but recall what he had experienced on the other side of the desert.

He lied.

After the death of the Desert God, the other half of his soul that was taken away did not return.

But when everyone asked him, he lied.

After all, there was no weakening, and even... stronger than before.

Just? A reduction in lifespan.

Ten years is too far away. A lot of things could happen. Who knows, maybe in two or three years, they will find a solution. What's more important now is the kidnapped Yun Yan. This guy is young and foolish. What if he is really fooled by the Ocean God and says goodbye to them and runs away from home? That's it...

Cui Zhiyong was thinking in a mess, and he pushed open the door. The next second, his feet were empty, and he fell directly without weight. There were floating white clouds all around him, and he was falling rapidly in the sky.

"!!!Von you——"

He couldn't help but utter a bunch of swear words.

Where the hell is this door opening to?!

He flapped his limbs frantically, trying to float himself like a kite, but he was still falling rapidly.

But he found a rope.

Just? It is half a finger thick, with the top leading directly to the high clouds and the bottom dipping into the ocean.

He could even see giant whales leaping out of the sea, and fire-breathing creatures fighting in the sky. Was that a dragon? Was it a fire dragon?!

The surroundings were too dangerous. Cui Zhiyong couldn't help himself and subconsciously grabbed the rope. Before he could react, a terrifying and powerful pulling force came from above the rope.

He didn't even have time to let go? Before? he was suddenly pulled by this brutal force? and his body? instantly flew into the air.

His expression was distorted by extreme fear, and an almost voice-breaking scream came from his throat.

“F-f-f-aaaaaaaa——”

Above the clouds, a black-haired boy sitting on the edge of the floating island muttered, "Strange, it actually works? Caught a fish..."

Then, he heard a scream that pierced the sky.

When he looked up, he saw a black shadow being brought up by the rope, and then following the inertia of the rope, it fell directly onto the beach of the island behind it.

The person fishing is Chu Xiuyan.

He had just driven away the two humanoid creatures that appeared inexplicably, and then he discovered another humanoid creature that appeared inexplicably.

And what's more? He caught it disguised as a fish!

How outrageous!

Chu Xiuyan immediately threw down his fishing rod and angrily threw it at the strange young man who had crashed into the hole on the beach. Before he could say anything, he raised his head, spit out a mouthful of sand, and said in a daze: "Yunyan, your fishing skills are terrible."

Chu Xiuyan paused, his expression gradually becoming strange, but for some reason, the anger and irritability inexplicably dissipated a lot.

He stared at the strange young man for a while, then focused on the pair of blue eyes for a few seconds, and then said, "Who are you calling Yunyan? What is this dream? Go back now, no one except me is welcome here."

Cui Zhiyong sat up with difficulty, his hair was covered with sand. He opened his blue eyes that Chu Xiuyan was somewhat concerned about for some reason, and said in shock: "No? You lost your memory again - wait, is it? The hands? The feet made by the Ocean God? Wait, is it? Real amnesia or? Fake amnesia? Do you still remember the Amnesia House?"

Listening to the endless chatter, Chu Xiuyan rolled his eyes, "It's too noisy, get out of my world right now."

Cui Zhiyong lay down again on the spot, "No, my leg is broken, my hand hurts too, I feel like I'm dying, let me rest for a while..."

Chu Xiuyan was so angry that he kicked him madly. Although he didn't know why he used less force, he still let out a few breaths. "Do you think I'm an idiot? This is a dream. How could I get hurt or die? Get out of here now. You're making so much noise!"

When Cui Zhiyong heard this, he rolled over like a carp and asked in surprise: "Do you know this is a dream?"

He said in disbelief, and then? Seeing the black-haired boy folding his arms, he said frankly: "Nonsense, I am in a dream, and you are in a dream too. But we may be? Different, something happened to me so I was trapped in a dream, and now someone is outside saving me, and you... I'm afraid? You ran around by yourself and ran into someone else's house?"

Cui Zhiyong grabbed his hair and looked puzzled: "...No? You know so much, but you can't recognize me? Selective amnesia? You only forgot people?"

Chu Xiuyan was merciless: "Amnesia."

He turned around and was ready to leave. This was his dream world, and he could kick this person out at any time. But for some reason, he still cared about those eyes... blue? Blue?

Chu Xiuyan's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Cui Zhiyong behind him was still mumbling, trying to analyze why a person could understand the current situation but completely forget the problem of acquaintances.

Chu Xiuyan took out a small booklet from his pocket and spread it out. On the first page, there was a strange Q-version avatar and a simple full-body picture, as well as some scattered character settings. At the bottom, there was a line of small words added: "Liu Hai is the real body? Oh" - this looked like a setting collection for some kind of work.

But Chu Xiuyan didn't remember having ever drawn comics.

So when he first flipped through this booklet, he thought it was a new setting added to him by the dream.

It was not until then that he felt something was wrong.

Turning the page, at the top is? A cartoon black slime head, and below is? A string of identity introductions, in which the appearance line reads "slightly long black hair, blue eyes, a kind of? artist temperament, but in fact he can only draw cartoon pornographic pictures and his drawing skills are very poor. A perverted stalker."

Chu Xiuyan: “…”

He turned his head to look at Choi Ji-young who was still holding his head in deep thought and asked, "Sorry, are you? Is your name...Octopus Slime Monster Brother?"

Cui Zhiyong looked up in shock: "How is this possible? Ah!!!"

He stood up quickly and pounced on the booklet in Chu Xiuyan's hand.

"What on earth did you write down for me?! I? Said no? Let you secretly take notes for us, and that bastard Zhang Chun stopped me——"