Dream Wasteland, Beginnings City.
Angor stood at the top of Heaven's Tower and looked down at the thriving city.
Although it hadn't reached the point where it was bustling with traffic, it was full of life.
He heard someone walking quickly behind him.
"Sir." Freud came to him and bowed respectfully. He then stood aside without saying anything else.
Freud sneaked a peek at Angor. He didn't know what was going on in Angor's mind, but he couldn't help but feel something strange when looking at Angor.
It had only been a few days since they last met, but Angor already felt like a completely different person.
Freud couldn't help but think of Angor's teacher, Phantom Master Sunders.
"Lady Monroe has been working on the city's construction for a while now, right?" Angor suddenly spoke up.
"Yes." Freud nodded.
"No wonder the strange buildings look so much better now," Angor muttered. If Sunders saw the layout of the city now, he wouldn't doubt his sense of beauty anymore, right?
Still, Monroe's performance really surprised Angor. Angor couldn't help but admire the city's transformation.
"It's not that bad. Otherwise, Monroe wouldn't have been able to fix it," Freud said. "It's just like how ugly people won't look good no matter how much makeup they put on. You need to find the right foundation to change the exterior. "
Angor glanced at Freud. The guy was getting better at lying through his teeth.
Freud didn't like to flatter Angor for a long time, so he thought Angor didn't say anything. "Speaking of which, the city is already on the right track." Angor quickly added, "Now that you mention it, the city is getting on track."
"That's true," Freud nodded.
"Why so?" Angor looked at Freud curiously.
Freud considered for a moment. "Because many things are still floating on the surface, and there are too many unsolved problems. For example, food. We can't be self-sufficient right now, and we're using up all the food we have. Of course, the Dream Realm residents won't starve to death. They can just stop eating. However, for mortals, the joy brought by food is very difficult to replace by other desires. "
"Apart from the food, there are many other aspects that have not been perfected. For example, a gloomy sky all year round will actually affect the mood of the residents. "
Freud was no longer talking about infrastructure. He was talking about the spiritual aspect.
He knew there was no perfect solution to these problems. However, it was not that he could not solve them. It was just that he could not solve them in the past.
It was just like the weather. He couldn't make the sun rise and set, the wind, the snow, the moon, the rain, and the lightning. He had to have the authority to do so.
"Why, sir?" Freud asked curiously. Angor must have a reason for saying that the city was on the right track.
"I'm going to build a second city in the dream wasteland."
"A second city?" Freud was surprised. "Isn't it a bit too early?"
Freud knew that Angor wanted to build a new city. He asked Monroe to take over Foundation City because he knew that there would be more than one city in the dream wasteland in the future.
However, Foundation City was just starting to take shape, and there were still many problems that needed to be solved. Wasn't it too hasty to build a second city?
"It's not just my opinion. It's also my professor's idea," Angor said. When Angor was about to leave the Gravity Garden, Sunders stopped him and said that he wanted to discuss something with him, which was exactly what Sunders was talking about.
Now that Angor had become a wizard, it was time to start building the dream wasteland.
Sunders meant that Angor should try his best to prepare for the opening of the dream wasteland in the future. Of course, he still needed to acquire the core authority first. But he wasn't in a hurry to do that, and he shouldn't forget about his preparations.
"But Foundation City still has a lot of problems to solve," Freud said out of instinct.
"That's why I'm going to open the dream wasteland." Angor sighed.
It wasn't easy for Angor to solve these problems alone. However, other wizards might be able to find a solution.
For example, there might be plant-type or life-type wizards who could provide suggestions for the development of plants in the dream wasteland.
With the help of a collective mind, many problems could be solved without needing the authority to show up.
When Angor saw Freud's confused look, he slowly explained his plan to Freud.
"The second city I'm going to build is a —"
"Wizard City!"
A Wizard City? Freud didn't know how to react. He thought Angor was too hasty to build a second city, which was meant to be a city for mortals. But now, Angor was going to build a Wizard City?!
Freud was a little excited. Even if he wasn't the one who built the city, he was still excited to witness the birth of a new wizard city.
However, he still needed to consider some practical issues. For example, did building a Wizard City mean that he was going to open the wasteland to the public?
Could the dream wasteland accommodate more supernaturals?
The so-called "tolerance" didn't only refer to people entering the wasteland. Freud would also have to bear all possible negative consequences and schemes.
Freud was just as worried about the dream wasteland as Angor, and he couldn't help but show a worried look.
Angor chuckled. "It's just an idea. I'll have to wait until I get more authority before I actually do that.
Besides, I don't mean opening the wasteland to the public. I'll only open it to certain areas. I'll bring some trustworthy people or core members of Brute Cavern to the dream wasteland. First, it'll make it easier for us to communicate with them. Second, it'll greatly reduce the risk. "
Of course, Sunders had thought about this carefully before coming up with this idea.
Angor put a hand on Freud's shoulder. "It's not urgent yet. Go back and think about it. We'll talk about it later. Moreover, it's not that easy to build a Magus City. "
After learning from the painful experience of building Foundation City, Angor wasn't going to rely on simple "copying" this time.
The planning and layout of a city was a very professional job, and someone had to be in charge of it.
Even if he really wanted to use the Dream Whelk, he would only bring the necessary materials into the wasteland.
He wanted to build a city that was completely different from the wizarding world. In fact, he even planned to ask Jon to help him build the Wizard City into a city on Earth. However, this was only an idea. It was hard to say whether it would actually work.
Angor waited until Freud calmed down a little before he told him the real reason why he came to the dream wasteland.
He told Freud about Mandehara's story in a simple way.
Freud shook his head and sighed. "I've heard about Goman King's tyranny. But I didn't expect him to be so cruel to his own children."
Angor sighed in his mind. Not only Mandehara, but Roland as well. In Goman King's eyes, all of his children were just tools to be used.
"I see. It's not hard to change Mandehara's mind without anyone noticing. With her personality, it'll be easier to put her in the friendliest group of people. "Freud began to think of a solution.
"I'll bring her here later. You can make the arrangements. Try to make her join the group willingly." Mandehara was no longer an undead, but her stubbornness was still there. If Mandehara wanted to break down the old but firm wall of her mind, it would only strengthen it further. It would be easier if Mandehara was willing to tear it down on her own.
Next, Angor asked about his brother Leon.
He should have gone to the Sky Tower by now, right?
"Yes. He said he's learning fighting skills from a strong female apprentice."
A strong female apprentice? Of course, that was Nausica.
"He said he had a hard time in his first match in the Sky Tower, but he managed to get through it thanks to his good equipment. He didn't expect the first match, so he spent most of his time practicing in the real world. He only came here to spar with Knight Saber once in a while. "
Unfortunately, Angor didn't come at the right time. Leon had just finished sparring with Knight Saber half a day ago, then left.
Considering how often Leon entered the dream wasteland these days, Angor estimated that it would be a day or two before he came back again.
Angor sighed in disappointment. He would have to wait until next time.
If Greya came out early, he might be able to go back to Floating Mech City and watch Leon's matches.
Since Leon wasn't here, Angor decided to leave the dream wasteland. Now that Mandehara was temporarily under his control, he planned to return to the real world and send her to the dream wasteland.
Angor bid farewell to Freud and prepared to leave.
Before leaving, Angor looked into the distance.
The main body of the Nightmare Domain was hidden there, which was also the core of the authority. With his current strength, as well as the endurance of his body, he should be able to take on the new Authority.
However, he didn't plan to do it right away.
He wouldn't do it recklessly until he found the scroll to increase his luck. Otherwise, he would have to delay the opening of the dream wasteland.
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