Chapter 168 See you again in the if world
This island has lush vegetation. Because it is located in the tropics, it is green all year round.
Passing through the outermost fog area and wading through the sea, Jiang Lai landed on this nameless island. He looked around and saw the ground was covered with unknown small flowers of various colors.
Just in case, Jiang Lai used space magic to create a shallow layer of protection around him, and at the same time spread out the cursed power and explored along this seemingly ordinary road.
There are no large wild animals on this island, only small animals that occasionally pass by.
Jiang Lai walked steadily. Based on his perception of [existence], he captured the familiar magical power of his good friend Gojo Satoru in the air and moved forward in that direction.
Passing through the densely leafed trees and pushing aside the overlapping flower vines, a flat expanse appears before your eyes.
On the soft and clean grass, small flowers of various colors crowded around a familiar sleeping person - Gojo Satoru.
Jiang Lai recognized him at first sight.
Gojo Satoru was wearing a casual outfit that looked handsome and casual, with an eye mask loosely pulled askew on his face, revealing his closed eyes.
He crossed his hands behind his head, as if he was taking a nap during his daily routine, or as if he was playing a prank by pretending to sleep, waiting to scare someone who came close.
Although there was a distance between them, Jiang Lai could still see the slight and regular rise and fall of his chest. His breathing was very steady.
The fully automatic version of unlimited power was on, emitting a subtle, almost imperceptible amount of cursed energy - if it weren't for Jiang Lai's greatly enhanced sense of [existence], he wouldn't have been able to capture Gojo Satoru's unlimited cursed energy.
After all, as the strongest Gojo Satoru now, he can already achieve unlimited cursed power with close to zero loss.
"..." Jiang Lai did not step forward. He was silent for a moment, his eyes moving around.
This place is probably in the north center of the island. There are no special landmarks around, nor any other magical auras - the Tower of [Fork in the Road] is hidden in an unknown place.
Jiang Lai did not sense any danger, his sixth sense was very calm.
His gaze once again fell on Gojo Satoru who was in the low bushes.
"...Wu?" Jiang Lai called out tentatively.
“…”
No answer, no other response.
A breeze blew by, carrying with it the scent of vanilla.
The sunlight shining through the leaves of the forest shone warmly on the side of the white-haired man's face on the grass. The half-bright and half-dark sunlight rippled, further highlighting the three-dimensional face with distinct contours. His pure white eyelashes did not ripple at all.
Jiang Lai paused for a moment and took a few steps forward.
——There was no point in staying where he was, and there was no gain from exploring the mana ahead of time. He had come to find Gojo Satoru, so even if it might be dangerous, he had to go forward and give it a try.
The sight of his best friend sleeping in the grass and flowers looked like something out of the script of Sleeping Beauty... Gojo Satoru's looks really lived up to that.
Jiang Lai was imagining wildly as he walked steadily, one step, two steps, three steps, to the other side.
At this moment, the surrounding scene is still extremely peaceful, and nothing unusual has occurred.
This situation made Jiang Lai a little at a loss. He originally thought that the Tower of [Fork in the Road] would pull him in as he approached it, making it easier for him to pull people out of the dream if.
But now it seems that nothing has happened - then how should I wake up Gojo Satoru?
Jiang Lai's thoughts flowed, and he was quiet for a moment.
——Maybe I need to find a way to enter the dreamland as well.
If we refer to "Alice in Wonderland", a white rabbit holding a pocket watch should jump out now and lead Jiang Lai into the cave that opens up the magical world.
But there is no White Rabbit this time.
Jiang Lai chose to sit next to the tree next to Gojo Satoru, simply tidied up his navy blue kimono, and got into a comfortable position.
He opened the thin, old book and casually covered his face with it to block out the glaring sunlight.
Since there are no complicated special effects, let's just follow the simplest principle - entering a dream through sleep.
This was not an act of helplessness on Jiang Lai's part, but a conclusion he came to after observation.
He noticed the casualness in Gojo Satoru's posture - he probably realized that the Tower of Crossroads could be accessed through dreams, so he chose a comfortable posture to fall asleep.
But Gojo Satoru probably didn't expect that he would get trapped in it. Zhuang Shengxiao was like a butterfly in a dream, unable to distinguish between reality and dreams.
Jiang Lai is not worried about getting lost, because he knows clearly where his home is - in another three-dimensional world outside this world.
And the real protagonist, the mobile phone, is still with him. He then thought optimistically. The omnipotent mobile phone will not let the mobile phone stand, which is doing its job well, get lost.
Jiang Lai leaned against the tree and slowly let his mind go. He smelled the faint scent of nature and the pages of books in the air and gradually fell into a long dream.
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Gradually, a noisy sound began to fill my ears, a mixture of electronic broadcasts and real human voices.
Jiang Lai opened his eyes, and everything in front of him flooded into his vision——
This is a bustling commercial street with tall buildings and various shops, beautiful decorations and lifelike dolls swaying in the wind.
Normally, this kind of commercial metropolitan area is bustling with people, but now it is deserted in a ridiculous way.
The ground was in chaos, as if it had been the scene of a stampede, and at this moment, many people were still running past Jiang Lai in panic.
Jiang Lai rubbed his temples with a headache. He was trying to absorb this information as quickly as possible and analyze the current situation.
The hand holding the book felt tactile, and it would hurt if a little force was applied. The scene before him was so real that if Jiang Lai had not known that these were all dreams, he would have believed them to be real.
Jiang Lai held the book in one hand. He first lowered his head and flipped through the detailed memo in his mobile phone.
In order to deal with various situations, his mobile phone memo records big and small things in different levels.
Some are simple records to remind myself not to forget to deal with important things. Some are detailed descriptions that are used at this time and in this situation to confirm the completeness of my memory.
Jiang Lai's original material for turning his scientific experience in the world of magic into a novel came from his own memo. He simply deleted and modified it based on the memo and then published it.
Although he is still very busy recently, Jiang Lai is also updating his novel. While publishing chapters, he is also sorting out his memos, killing two birds with one stone, so he takes some time out every day.
After quickly browsing the outline of the memo, Jiang Lai sorted out his memory, confirmed that it was still complete, and then focused his attention on the world in front of him.
...This should be the fork in the road that Gojo Satoru naturally constructed in his mind, Jiang Lai thought. The background is modern.
His eyes fell forward.
The news was being broadcast on the large electronic screen in the commercial street, pointing out the name of the commercial street and informing the crowd that a terrorist attack was about to take place nearby, asking the public to follow the instructions and evacuate as quickly as possible.
Terrorist attack? No wonder the street in front of me looks like a stampede, so chaotic. Jiang Lai thought. It must be due to an emergency evacuation.
Speaking of this, he remembered that the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in both the original work and the first week of the new series had predicted terrorist attacks - it was just that the scene before him seemed to be in summer, which did not match the time of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.
I don't know what the situation is... Is the terrorist attack in the news this time referring to dangerous elements in ordinary society, or some activities in the world of sorcery?
The solemn sound of news broadcasts was intertwined in the area, and not far away, commanders were shouting into a loud speaker to organize the crowd.
Jiang Lai moved his gaze away and then retracted it. He did not follow the crowd to evacuate. Instead, he took a step slightly to the side, secretly avoiding the sight of those evacuating people, and walked into the commercial street from the fork in the road.
No matter what, I should go and take a look first, Jiang Lai thought. If I want to break through the barrier or find the exit, I must delve into various major events.
After all, danger often comes with opportunity.
He followed the path to another main road and walked along the commercial street.
There were no clouds in the sky and the bright sunshine was shining on the earth.
There were no pedestrians on the street, but the shops had not yet closed. The breeze blew across the wind chimes at the shop doors, shaking them with crisp sounds.
Jiang Lai looked in the direction where the sound of the wind chimes came from, and at that moment, he caught a glimpse of a tall figure behind the glass window.
——The man was in a dessert shop, with a beautiful pink and red sign and cute little cakes that made people hungry. The open door gave off a sweet scent of pastries.
The tall, white-haired man was sitting inside the dessert shop. He was wearing casual clothes, sitting on a high stool by the window with his legs crossed, eating a small fruit cake with a small fork, his posture as lazy and casual as a big cat.
Jiang Lai's eyes widened slightly, and he blurted out subconsciously: "...Wu?!"
He didn't expect to meet each other so soon, in a small dessert shop on the side of this deserted street!
Even though there was a layer of glass between them, Gojo Satoru in the store seemed to have heard Jiang Lai's voice - in fact, as a six-eye, he probably noticed someone approaching a long time ago.
Gojo Satoru was wearing a familiar black eye mask that covered half of his face, making it impossible to see his specific expression. He placed one hand on the wooden table in the store and raised his head slightly, as if looking at Jiang Lai.
After two or three seconds, Gojo Satoru waved to Jiang Lai in the store, with the corners of his lips slightly raised with a slight arc.
This posture makes it difficult to tell whether he is casually greeting or just saying hello between good friends.
Jiang Lai wasn't sure what the other person's memory was like now.
Besides, he didn't quite understand why the other party would be sitting in the dessert shop at such a chaotic time.
However, given his personality, he is the type who would calmly finish his cake even if a terrorist attack comes ()
But Jiang Lai always felt that something was not right.
Was it because of the recent retreat and the noisy news? Or was it because of Gojo Satoru's casual attitude that was not obvious at the moment?
Jiang Lai paused for a moment, then raised his eyes slightly, holding the book in his hand, and walked into the dessert shop through the open front door.
No matter what, go ahead and make contact.
He first had to confirm whether Gojo Satoru was just passing by, or was here specifically to deal with the terrorist attack reported in the news, or there was another more incredible possibility.