Chapter 29: Fishing for the Wrong Person

The round-horned sandworm is a worm that is quite similar to the centipede. It is light yellow in color and looks disgusting. It has densely packed long legs and likes to burrow.

After searching in the nearby sand for almost a whole morning, Andy finally managed to catch one, which made him feel greatly relieved.

Then I couldn't wait to return to the cabin by the sea.

The air inside the wooden house was equally stuffy, but it was better than being exposed to the sun outside - under the scorching sun, the wind blowing from the sea seemed to be scorching.

“It’s really not easy to make money.”

Muttering to himself, Andy put the bug under a glass bottle and then looked at it carefully for a few seconds.

I found that the little thing was curled up like a ball, motionless.

He was obviously pretending to be dead in order to escape death.

I'm afraid we won't be able to see anything in the short term.

So Andy turned his attention to another thing - the target who took the bait.

It was strange, and he felt that he had made some error in judgment in this matter.

After establishing contact, normally he can only communicate with the other party through dreams.

But at this moment, or for the entire morning, he always had a feeling.

That is, as long as you want, you can enter the other person's dream at any time.

But it is daytime now.

The crown prince was sleeping in broad daylight? It was possible, but Andy felt that things were not that simple.

"The food delivery guy shouldn't be here for another hour."

After looking at the sky outside, he decided to go and find out what was going on.

The process is simple.

The person in the painting who "came to life" yesterday can now clearly feel his existence as long as he closes his eyes.

In the darkness, face to face, it was like looking in a mirror.

If you want to enter the target dream, you just need to attach your thoughts with the ability to communicate with spirits to the person in the portrait.

This is like putting on a vest...

After doing as he was told, Andy's mind became fuzzy for a moment.

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a lush green forest.

He was wearing a gorgeous black robe, had a tall stature, and held a sword in his hand.

He raised his hand to smooth his hair and pulled out a few golden hairs - his image suddenly turned into the emperor in the painting.

But what surprised Andy was not this.

But everything around.

This lifelike forest environment doesn't seem like a dream at all! "Mystical Palace?"

He reached out and touched the tall tree next to him, and some messy "information" was immediately transmitted from the rough bark.

This phenomenon is no different from using spirit communication to touch real trees.

So Andy quickly understood what was going on.

Palace of Myths.

An extremely rare, yet extremely powerful treasure.

It is dream-based and similar to lucid dreaming.

Unlike dreams, it can continue to function within its owner's body.

This was obviously the reason why Andy realized before that he could "fall asleep" at any time.

But the function of the Palace of Myths is not limited to being a solidified dream.

It can also simulate everything in reality.

Plants, life, environment, laws of physics, etc.

It can be called an extraordinary version of "Minecraft", in which everything can be determined according to the owner's will.

What’s even more exaggerated is that the flow of time here is out of sync with reality.

This means that people who possess this kind of treasure can have twice or even several times more time to study and think than others! The specific time depends on the strength of the owner.

"That heir is unexpectedly wealthy. He can even get a treasure like this golden finger..."

Andy thought, "But this is convenient."

If we rely solely on dream communication, not only will there be time limitations, but many aspects of communication will not be clear.

After all, most of the time, a person's dreams are disorganized, unclear, and even upside down.

With this kind of treasure as a support, the communication between the two parties will be no different from face-to-face communication in reality.

The prerequisite is that he must first find the owner of this place.

Looking at the tree-lined environment around him, Andy felt a little headache.

If one could simulate anything in reality in a dream, what would the dreamer do? There are many answers.

Being a 'creator god' and building a city, a country, or even a world is a more mainstream way of playing.

This treasure doesn't really have the exaggerated ability to create a world, but it can still create a city or several cities.

And if this place is really built on a large scale, it would not be so easy for him to find the target...

It's not easy but you have to find it.

After adapting himself for a while, Andy walked towards the outskirts of the forest.

"Here, here, here, here, here, here..."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

A kind-hearted squirrel became his guide, lying on his shoulder and constantly conveying urging messages to Andy.

So it took him about half an hour to find a populated area.

It can't be considered as a populated area.

It's just an abandoned hut.

The cabin is located next to a river at the edge of the forest. It has a simple shape and is covered with green vines.

At the same time, some messy weeds were growing in the yard surrounded by the fence.

An old swing hung among the weeds, looking very lonely.

It looks like no one has visited here for a long time.

But this was a clue after all. Andy was not discouraged and walked straight into the house.

The interior of the house was equally simple, somewhat similar to Andy's residence at the seaside.

The only difference is that there is a simple kitchen with a sink and kitchen cabinet in the living room.

Opposite the kitchen was a wooden dining table with a broken ceramic plate on it and... a paper airplane?

Andy picked up the paper airplane, looked at it for a few seconds, and then took it apart.

Then I saw a sentence.

“How do you get a flying paper airplane back home?”

The font was childish, with a childish handwriting, and combined with what he had seen before, Andy understood.

“This is the house that the crown prince created as a child.”

This is not a good phenomenon.

Because outside the house, on the other side of the river, there is an endless field, and the house under his feet is at least five years old, but it has not been cleaned up.

It can be concluded that this mysterious palace was played with great fanfare by the crown prince.

Otherwise, they would not have left the area under their feet to waste and neglected it.

After all, the space in the Palace of Myths is limited. This kind of wasteful behavior is like a wealthy man casually buying a house in the Magic City.

This house seems very precious to most people, but people have forgotten about it and do not consider it as property at all.

"It's a bit unexpected..."

Andy muttered to himself, looking down at the paper he was folding the airplane with, and after thinking for a while, he folded it into a shape that could allow him to return home.

When fishing, you should always consider how to hook the fish.

Although the chances of luring the target out with this paper plane were low, what if? With the mentality of trying his luck, Andy put the folded paper plane back to its original position and walked away.

He didn't expect that he would actually gain something from something he hadn't had any hope for.

In other words, as an outsider, his presence was extremely conspicuous and had attracted the attention of the "guards" here.

So not long after Andy left, a golden vertical pupil like a lizard suddenly appeared on the wall of the wooden house.

After its pupils twitched for a moment, it turned its gaze towards the paper toy that had changed shape.

"The bloodline of the Ramones family?" It was very confused about this.

"Strange..."

"Didn't the master kill them all back then?"

(End of this chapter)