Jon was now inside Sunders' Gravity Garden.
As the only otherworldly human ever discovered, Jon was an important research subject. It wasn't safe for him to stay in the outside world.
"What are you going to do next?" Sunders looked at Angor and asked, "What are you going to do next?"
Angor thought that Sunders was asking about his training goal. "I'm going to construct spell slots, study the green pattern in my right eye, cultivate Soft Worms, and strengthen my foundation so that I can break through as soon as possible."
"I mean, you don't have anything to do now, do you?" Sunders changed his words.
Angor was surprised.
He was going to find Leon and give him the channeling method, as well as visit the servant who was sent away from the manor.
However, these were not important matters, so he nodded. "Not for the time being."
"Good. Come with me to the dream wasteland. I want to meet your teacher as well."
Sunders looked calm on the outside, but his mind was in turmoil.
When Angor told him about the dream wasteland in the Abyss Plane, Sunders immediately understood how great the potential of this place was. He also saw the "dream wasteland" in the Abyss Plane with Angor. The dream wasteland was destroyed by monsters, but that brief glimpse was enough for Sunders to see its potential.
Sunders had been looking forward to exploring the dream wasteland for a long time.
He planned to visit the dream wasteland when he returned to the southern wizardry region. However, he planned to learn Dream Walk first and see if he could use it to enter the dream wasteland.
Of course, he still needed Angor's "Gatekeeper" permission to enter the dream wasteland. Still, it was a way to collect data for his research.
However, Sunders had been practicing Dream Walk for a long time. It wasn't easy for him to learn other disciplines. He already solved most of the obstacles, but it would still take some time for him to succeed.
That was why Sunders said something like this.
"Accompany him to the dream wasteland" was just an excuse. Sunders meant to take Angor into the dream wasteland.
Angor hesitated for a moment before he realized what Sunders meant. Angor nodded as if nothing had happened, but he was actually thinking about Greya's comment about Sunders: "Boring on the outside."
From the looks of it, not only was she cold on the outside, but she was also a little arrogant.
"Alright. I haven't seen Jon for a long time anyway. I'll take this chance to see him." Angor nodded in a serious manner.
After a while, two figures appeared out of thin air on the top floor of the Heaven's Tower in the First Heart City.
They were Angor and Sunders.
Back in the Abyss, Sunders visited the dream wasteland that relied on the Abyss World. However, the dream wasteland was quickly destroyed by the terrifying monsters outside the Dream Realm. This was his first time coming into contact with the world created by the combination of "nightmare illusion" and "dream whelk".
Just like last time, Sunders lost control of his energy in the dream wasteland and became a mortal.
However, Sunders could still sense a layer of nightmare aura floating in the misty sky, which he couldn't use right now.
Angor walked to the edge of the balcony and pointed at the bustling city below. "This is First Heart City, the First City of the dream wasteland."
His tone was filled with pride as he said, "Mentor, let me show you around Beginnings City."
Sunders checked his body but couldn't find anything wrong. So, he put the matter aside and walked to the edge of the balcony.
The pride on his face was still there. His pride was still there.
Sunders looked down with a smile.
However, Sunders' expression quickly changed from a smile to a serious one, and then to a suspicious one.
Sunders gave Angor a thoughtful look. "This city …" Sunders frowned.
"Is there something wrong with the city?" Angor put on a serious look and waited for further instructions.
"No, I mean, you're the one who designed the city?" Sunders looked at Angor up and down. "Is there something wrong with your sense of beauty?"
"Something wrong with my taste? Of — of course not! " Angor quickly realized what Sunders was referring to. Back then, he used the Dream Whelk to drag a building into the dream wasteland because he liked its beauty. Then, all kinds of buildings of different styles, different periods, and even different materials were placed in the same area. If one looked at them individually, each building was very unique, such as the Treehouse Bar, the Flickering Church, the Ocean Theater … But when they were placed together, and very closely together, it was full of dissonance.
But this was just a mistake. It had nothing to do with his taste. He couldn't admit it!
Later, when he noticed this problem, he no longer only worked as a porter for special buildings. Instead, he simply copied the city's streets and infrastructure.
Sunders still couldn't believe it. His eyes flickered as he tried to think of a way to tell Angor not to do such things himself in the future.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind them.
"There's nothing wrong with Milord's aesthetics. It's just that there was a momentary mistake. But it doesn't matter. Under City Lord Monroe's planning, we've already arranged for people to start renovating the buildings in the city in the middle of the year. Soon, Origin City should change greatly."
Sunders turned around and saw a man with short blond curly hair who looked a little sleepy.
It took Sunders a moment to recognize the man — Freud, a former Dream Manipulator apprentice.
Angor once told him about Freud, who was an undead spirit who swore an oath and was now the real manager of Foundation City. He was also the one who helped Angor discover the dream wasteland.
"Mister Phantom," Freud bowed respectfully. Freud bowed to Sunders respectfully and presented a thick research book to Sunders. "Mister Phantom asked me to compile this."
Sunders took the book and glanced at its cover — Observation Notes of the Dream Wasteland.
Sunders nodded to Angor. "You've done a good job."
Angor looked at Freud. "Since you're here, I don't think I'm familiar with this place. Why don't you show me around?"
Of course, Freud didn't dare to refuse.
They walked down the stairs of Firmament Tower. While walking, Sunders could feel the physical feedback coming from his body. If he didn't follow Angor into the dream wasteland, he wouldn't believe that he was no longer in the real world.
It was exactly the same as the real world.
There might be a difference, but for now, Sunders couldn't tell.
Freud explained the recent changes in Foundation City to Sunders as they walked. There were workers on every floor of Firmament Tower. They were surprised to see Freud's respectful attitude, so they began to sneak around to observe Angor and Sunders.
When they arrived at the first level of Firmament Tower, a worker who was observing them sneakily accidentally bumped into someone beside him. Unfortunately, they happened to be near a machine, which triggered a chain reaction that caused people to scream in fear.
Freud sighed and walked to the front, where he spent a few minutes dealing with the mess.
When Freud came back, he said with a tired face, "It's fine. They're all elites who were handpicked by the mayor. Nothing serious happened."
However, when they were about to leave Firmament Tower, the worker who was watching them sneakily suddenly came to Angor's side. Before Angor could figure out what was going on, the worker knelt down on the ground.
"You're the master of the new world, aren't you? I've heard from City Lord Menglu that I'm requesting the honorable … "
Before he could finish, he was dragged to the back of the room by a knight. Freud's voice was cold as well. "Take him away and lock him up."
Angor raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything. He waited for Freud's explanation.
"I've been meaning to tell you about him since you came back last time, sir," Freud said. "His name is Lisa. He's a talented man, but he has a younger brother who's a good-for-nothing." Freud answered.
Freud took them around Foundation City and told Angor about the incident.
To put it simply, this person called Lisa did not have any bad records, but his younger brother was not a good person. Because he did not accept Monroe, a woman, as the City Lord, he made some unbearable rumors outside.
As the city lord, Monroe didn't like being humiliated, so she asked Freud to punish Reza's younger brother.
Freud gave him his consent.
In the end, this guy seemed to be scared. He didn't wait for Monroe to catch him and ran away first.
"He ran out of the city. I don't know where he went." Freud paused for a moment before continuing, "Apart from him, there are other criminals who violated the city's rules and fled to the outskirts. I think they're still increasing. Torras used to be a deterrent, but now that he's gone, we don't have to worry about that anymore. "
"I'll bring Torras here later, and you'll have to teach him a new job. As for the ones who ran out of the city, we'll leave them in exile for a while. "
Foundation City was the only city left in the dream wasteland. The outskirts of the dream wasteland were completely empty. Did they think they could be free just because they escaped? The outskirts of the city were the real cages.
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