The sea was thick with fog but it did not drift onto the deck. Next to one of the masts, there was a pile of wooden barrels that glowed with the light of many different treasures.
Gu Jun studied the barrel of books and scrolls and a strong desire to get his hands on them rose in his heart.
"Hey, Dirty-minded Jun …" Wu Shiyu called after him. She controlled her desire and whispered, "Can we try to knock this old man out and then take away all these things and this ship?"
"I wish I could." Gu Jun shook his head with a smile. "But I think we'd better not try something like that."
Elder Huihu's expression did not change. It was hard to tell whether he had heard their secret discussion or not.
But the old man was responsible for receiving visitors from different worlds so this would not be their first time. Perhaps something like that had happened before.
Gu Jun glanced at the half-closed cabin door. Could the screaming people trapped inside be the same people who had tried this before?
"Hmm." Wu Shiyu turned to look at the door. "Alright … now is the time to give in."
"Let's get the spell books." Gu Jun said, "This is what we need the most. Not only for this mission, Phecda needs them as well. Those of us who wish to do good will need them." Wu Shiyu nodded. "That's fine. Normally, there will be free gifts when you buy something. That's perfectly reasonable."
He could not guarantee that. Gu Jun said in a serious tone, "Sir, we are looking for spell books that can help us understand spells, learn spells, and have the power to defeat the enemy. Hopefully, the books are written in a language that we can understand and … the fewer sacrifices we make when casting spells, the better. "
"There's a book like the one you're looking for here," the grey-bearded old man replied quickly.
The two of them watched as the old man stretched out his wrinkled and withered right hand and took out a book from the wooden bucket filled with scrolls and papers. The book was about the thickness of a finger, and the paper was old and yellowed. There were some mysterious and strange patterns on the cover, as well as some ancient words …
"Those are oracle bone inscriptions." Wu Shiyu immediately recognized it. She was a staff member of Shen Hai City's Department of Antiquities. "Xuan? That looks like the word 'Xuan'. "
Although Gu Jun did not have much archaeological knowledge, he could still recognize the oracle bone inscriptions, but he did not know what they meant.
The Oracle Bone Script? It appeared that this spell book could be traced back to the Pre-Qin Dynasty, the beginning of their civilization.
Now, he was no longer surprised. Humans had come into contact with these mysterious things when they were still savages, and ancient civilizations were no exception.
"You can call it … the Seven Cryptical Book of Hsan." Elder Huihu said calmly, "Because this is a copy. It was originally seven scriptures, and no one knows where it is … This copy will fulfill your request just now, especially in this world. "
Gu Jun's heart was pounding. 'The Seven Cryptical Book of Hsan?'
The old man appeared to be able to read his mind. If it was a spell book from the foreign world, then it would only be suitable for him to learn and use, but if it was a secret book studied by their ancestors, then it would be suitable for Wu Shiyu and the whole of Phecda.
Gu Jun once thought that the local world did not have spells, but now it did. It was just that it was not as developed as the foreign civilization, and he had no idea why. Was it lost, or was it something else?
No matter what, he did want this spell book.
"Is there a spell that we can learn now in this book?" Gu Jun asked himself to calm down.
"Any spell book needs to be studied," Elder Huihu said. "Everyone will gain different things from the same book."
Wu Shiyu widened his eyes. He had something else on his mind. "Sir, if we want this book, do you have anything to give us as a gift?"
This time, Elder Huihu did not answer so quickly. After a pause, he added, "I can give each of you a weapon, a set of clothes, a random item, and a portion of food. Your clothes should not exist here. It is the ship that protects them. Once you leave the ship, they will disappear. "
"Oh …" Wu Shiyu rolled his eyes to look at the sky. It was unclear what he had sensed from the old man's words.
"Sir." Gu Jun had no idea what the old man wanted, so he decided to test the waters. "How about we give you this med kit?" It did not include the three Carlop instruments.
"I have no use for them." Elder Huihu answered without hesitation.
Gu Jun's heart sank. These Carlop instruments were very important to him. They could help him stabilize his mind, but he had no other choice now. "What about the dissecting forceps?"
"No, I don't want those," the old man said again.
Gu Jun thought about it. "I have some diary and letters in my mind. Is that okay?" The old man still said no. Gu Jun said again, "I have a cluster of dark consciousness in my body. What about that?" The old man said, "No, I am not interested." Gu Jun felt helpless. "I have a tumor on my brain stem. Is that okay?"
"Ah?" Wu Shiyu only found out about this now. He frowned in surprise. "Really?"
"Yes, but the condition is very stable." Gu Jun nodded. Wu Siyu still let out a long sigh.
"No, I don't want those," the old man said.
"Sir, why don't you just tell us what we can give you?" He had no choice but to ask.
"You can …" Elder Huihu said slowly. "Give me your sweet dreams."
Neither of them understood. The old man continued, "Dreaming is a kind of power, and sweet dreams are even more so … Nightmares have power, and so do sweet dreams. But everyone's sweet dreams are limited. Losing these sweet dreams … means losing the power to dream. Those who have their dreams taken away will also be summoned by the dream … "
"You mean," Gu Jun got it. "The dreamless will be summoned by the Dream Controller?"
Just like the Nightmare Illness? Will all the sweet dreams of the patients be taken away? Is that why they keep experiencing the same nightmare?
Elder Huihu did not say anything. It seemed like he had revealed more than enough.
"Then what will happen if we give you the sweet dreams?" Gu Jun asked another question. He still needed to complete this mission. He had to complete it.
"For the time being, it will not affect your mission," Elder Huihu said. "Just give me one hundred sweet dreams."
Gu Jun was silent. One hundred sweet dreams, had he really had that many sweet dreams in his twenty-one years of life?
Oh well, as long as it did not affect the present, everything was fine. He took a deep breath and told Wu Shiyu seriously, "Shi Yu, let me do all of them."
"I knew you would say that." Wu Shiyu was not surprised.
"Listen to me first!" Gu Jun said sternly. "I do not have long to live." Even though the tumor on his body was fine, there was a mental tumor. "It is more suitable for me to do it. We cannot both be in abnormal states, one of us has to be normal. If there is a chance, we can return with the results … You are more suitable than me. "
He had a feeling that when he arrived at the island, he would have to use spells to fight spells. His mental corruption would only increase.
Perhaps this was the reason why there were two boarding spots.
"But I think it is better for me to do it." Wu Shiyu looked at him and there was a rare serious expression on her face. "Because if there is one of us who can return, it will be you. I have no other ability, but this kind of consumption is quite good. "
"Sigh, this is not something delicious, why are you fighting with me?" Gu Jun did not want to waste time with her. He said loudly, "Sir, let me do all one hundred sweet dreams!"
Wu Shiyu said anxiously, "Hey!"
"Of course." Elder Huihu nodded lightly. "Your sweet dreams are more valuable."
The old man immediately reached out his right hand and placed it on Gu Jun's head. Gu Jun was instantly drowned by a splitting headache. It was like the pain and fear of a thousand nightmares poured into his head in an instant. He could not help but scream in pain!
"Sigh …" Wu Shiyu was shocked to see a liquid silver thread being pulled out from Gu Jun's head. The silver thread was shining with a warm and brilliant light, like the light of a sweet dream.
At this moment, Gu Jun could no longer feel his surroundings. It was like his soul was being blackened. It was the happiness of his childhood, every happy moment …
It was replaced by pain, replaced by pain …
It was also at this moment that he understood the Son of Steel, Lenton. For a greater meaning, he would give his all … Sacrifice, it was inevitable!
Some scenes suddenly boiled from the bottom of his heart, resisting the strange power that came from the outside world. That was the power of the light side of Lenton.
"Your sweet dreams …" Elder Huihu was slightly surprised. For the first time, his strange old face showed expression. "Hmm, your power!?"
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