Cissia walked past Jon and sat down in front of Angor again. She didn't speak right away. Instead, she put a hand on her forehead and fell into deep thought.
Angor knew where his mistake was, so he didn't show any impatience. Instead, he waited patiently for Cissia to come back to her senses.
"Keke and Lulu are real." About two minutes later, Sisya finally spoke.
After a pause, Sisilia continued, "But, they are also fake."
"The real thing is the memories of the past, their essence, and their independent consciousness. But the fake thing is their bodies," Cissia explained her judgment.
"So, you believe me now?"
Cissia shook her head. "I can only tell that Coco and Lulu's consciousness are real. I don't know if this Bobota you mentioned is real or not."
"You'll know when you see him," said Angor.
Cissy asked, "Where is he?"
Angor pointed upward. "He's in the dining hall, which is on the second floor. If you can't find him, you can ask a maid to take you there."
"Are you saying I'm too stupid to know the way?"
"No. Just a friendly reminder. If you need anything, you can ask the maids here."
Cissia stood up. It seemed she didn't want to talk to Angor anymore. Instead, she went to check on Bobota.
"Do you need me there?" asked Angor.
"If you're the one who created this dream, what difference does it make whether you're there or not?"
"You still think this place is a dream. So you still don't understand the nature of this place." Angor stretched his arms. "Fine. Go see Bobota and ask him to tell you the truth. I won't join in the fun. I'll wait for you here. "
"Oh, and don't talk for too long. This place is connected to the real world, and your box can't affect the flow of time here. Hurry up. I'm going to find a wood spirit, "said Angor." Come find me when you know the basics. You'll have plenty of time to talk to Bobota later. "
Cissia's ears twitched. "You mean I can come here again?"
"Of course. Your two Gargoyle companions are already dead in their sleep outside, and they can only live in the Dream Wasteland in the future. Do you have the heart to let them roam this unfamiliar world alone? Moreover, you couldn't come into contact with the outside world while you were in that box. Here, you can come into contact with anyone in any corner of the southern territory. "
"What do you mean?" Sisya could tell that there was a lot of information in his words, but she still couldn't understand it.
"You can find out for yourself. If you don't want to waste time, go ask Bobota."
She gave Angor a thoughtful look and left without asking anything else.
Before she could leave, Angor spoke again, "By the way, I forgot to tell you. Do you really think the judgment you made just now is correct? "
She didn't say anything. Instead, she looked at Angor with a questioning look.
"Coco and Lulu are real. But why do you think their bodies are fake?"
"What else do you think? Are you trying to say that their weak, newborn bodies are real? "
"At least in the Dream Wasteland, they're real. Just like the body you're using now, it's a newborn you that's based on reality. As long as you don't break it, it'll be your body in the Dream Wasteland and stay with you. "
Cissia narrowed her eyes. "So you're saying that this world is real? That all the bodies in this place are creations? "
"You can see for yourself whether this world is real or not. As for whether the physical body is a creation or not, I don't know … Don't look at me with such doubtful eyes, I really don't know. The only thing I know is that the dream wasteland is constantly being perfected, and the bodies of everyone here are also being perfected, but I don't know the specific reason why. "
His words added another doubt to Cissia's mind. But at the same time, she was more curious about the Dream Wasteland.
"You better not lie to me again."
With that, Cissia turned around and walked out of the curtain.
Angor didn't stop there. This time, he didn't say anything else. "I forgot to tell you that this is Padt Manor. Welcome, Lady Cissia. Let me give you a friendly reminder: Head Maid Mana's cream of mushroom soup is delicious. I can already smell the aroma. Please try it later. "
Cissia humphed but didn't say anything.
From the sound of footsteps outside the curtain, Angor could tell that Cissia had already gone upstairs.
Angor finally let out a long sigh of relief.
Next, he would have to rely on Bobota's performance. With Dodoro's guidance, there shouldn't be any major problems.
The only thing that could happen was that Bobota wasn't accepted as a Root Worshipper by Cissia. If that happened, Angor couldn't do anything about it. Bobota's life as a Root Worshipper was a failure.
…
Angor could easily eavesdrop on what Cissia and Bobota were talking about. But he didn't do that.
Not because he trusted Bobota, but because he had faith in Dodoro.
Dodoro was here to "guide" Bobota in person. If Bobota still fell for Cissia's trick, Angor wouldn't let Dodoro ignite the Ancestral Altar. Luckily, Dodoro wasn't interested in such a thing anyway.
While Cissia and Bobota were talking, Angor went to deal with the two gargoyles.
Thanks to the two gargoyles, Cissia's doubts were mostly dispelled. Angor didn't plan to use them as "paper monsters" in the illustrated handbook. As for their purpose, apart from providing more research material for Jon, they could only be used as "mascots" or "garbage".
As for the gargoyles' talent, "Guard", which he could use as gatekeepers? Forget about it. Their bodies had just been born, and they were still the weakest batch. Without training, they would not be able to become powerful. Whether or not they could defeat the farmers in the fields was still a question mark.
Their ferocious looks were the only thing that could scare people.
Although it was said to be an arrangement, it was actually just taking Lulu and Coco around the manor to familiarize them with the place and people. He wanted everyone to know that the two gargoyles were useless in terms of strength, and they could just treat them as "mascots" in the future.
When they were done, Angor told them to find a place to stay in the manor.
Angor then slowly returned to the castle.
Since Sisya hadn't come back yet, he didn't want to leave right now. So, he opened up the tree and started chatting with Iron Granny, who was always on standby.
…
Fifteen minutes later, inside Cissia's Chest.
When Sisya woke up from her throne, she looked down at Angor, who was standing at the edge of the darkness, as if she suddenly realized something.
"You —" She was about to say something when Angor interrupted her.
"If you have any questions about the dream wilderness, don't ask me. It's best if you find the answers yourself. There are many ways to understand a classic book, let alone a whole world. Everyone sees things from different angles, and they can get different answers. I may not be able to give the correct answer based on what I know. "Angor tried to make his" laziness "sound as if he was some kind of charlatan.
"Let's get back to business, Miss Sisia. Do you think Bobota is a fake character I created?" Angor asked again after making sure Sisia understood.
Cissia nodded. "Bobota is a Baiyuan. I'm sure of it."
Angor sighed in relief. Thank goodness Bobota didn't screw things up.
"So, you believe what I said?"
Cissia didn't answer. Sometimes, silence was the answer.
"Now you should understand why I said that we can meet often in the future, right? As long as we're both online, it won't be hard. You don't have to rely on the Wise Ones to keep up with the latest news. There are supernaturals in the dream wasteland, and you can talk to them. "
After talking to Bobota, Cissia learned a lot. And because of that, she began to treat Angor with respect.
In a broad sense, the dream wasteland was a new world independent of the Dream Realm.
Cissia once heard a rumor that the existence of such a world was a miracle in itself. Would Angor's new world become a miracle in the future? Or an opportunity?
"About this dream wasteland, I just want to ask you one question. Is it a permanent place?"
"It's a constant, I guess. But it's always outside the Dream Realm. If we accidentally encounter a powerful demon from the Dream Realm, it could also be destroyed. "
"So you've run into a monster in the dream wasteland before?"
"That's the second question. But I don't mind telling you about it. Yes, I did. Yes, I did. But I found someone to help me and killed it.
"As a wizard from Brute Cavern, I have a lot of supporters. Also, there are ancestor souls in the dream wasteland, like that Tree Spirit you know. Both of you have lived for ten thousand years. Why don't you talk to him? Maybe you'll have something to talk about. "
"I don't know them. I've only heard of their names."
"Don't worry about it. You can go to the dream wasteland whenever you want. You can even spend all your time in there. Besides, you'll get to know them sooner or later."
"My identity?" Cissia chuckled. "What kind of identity do you think I have? How do you know who I am? "
Angor gave Cissia a doubtful look. "You used to be a Root Worshipper, right?"
Cissia was speechless. She didn't know what to say. She thought Angor already knew who she used to be, but it turned out that Angor only knew about her race.
Angor looked at Cissia's speechless expression and kept pretending to be innocent. According to Cissia, the Wise Ruler had the same status as her, so Angor knew that Cissia was no ordinary Root Worshipper. She might have been someone important ten thousand years ago.
But since Cissia didn't say anything, Angor decided not to ask.
He didn't mind calling her Ms. Cissia or Ms. Cissia. If she was someone important, he would have to change his title right away.
Of course, changing his title wasn't a big deal. However, Angor hoped that Cissia would side with them before doing so. Otherwise, he would have to be careful when doing things.
"As a Root Worshipper, even if you don't want to, as long as you're in the dream wasteland, you'll get to know the leaders of Brute Cavern. After all, I can't protect a living Root Worshipper by myself. Without Brute Cavern, he would have been devoured by the outside world long ago.
Unless you don't want to enter the dream wasteland again. "
Angor glanced at the necklace between Cissia's eyebrows. "This necklace is your login device. I'll give it to you and I won't take it back. It's up to you whether you want to continue logging in, or if you want to discard it. It's your choice. "
While speaking, Sisia reached for the necklace on her forehead. She wanted to take it off, but the necklace was too big and delicate, and it easily blocked her view.
But Angor's words made Cissia's hand stop moving.
Of course, she still wanted to enter the dream wasteland. She had been alone for ten thousand years. Even watching people from afar was a luxury for her. Besides, Cissia could talk to them.
Besides, Bobota was there too.
Even if it was just a dream, Cissia was going to enjoy it forever.
If she took off the necklace now, would Angor misunderstand that she didn't want the device and wanted to throw it away?
With that in mind, she looked at Angor's doubtful look and lowered her hand.
She could just wait until Angor left. She could just wear it now.
"Do you have any other questions, Ms. Cissia? Of course, don't ask me anything about the dream wasteland, "said Angor as he looked at Sisya.
Cissia considered for a moment. "Bobota told me a lot of information. It's complicated and I need to sort it out. That's all for now."
"If you don't have any more questions, Ms. Cissia, I'll take my leave. If you need anything, leave a message in the tree group. Ask Bobota what the tree group is. If you're in a hurry, talk to Freud. He'll get in touch with me as soon as possible. "
With that, Angor made a "please" gesture.
This meant that Cissia could send him out now.
Instead of sending Angor out of the box right away, Sisya asked, "You want me to meet the Wise Sage in the dream wasteland?"
"Yes. If possible, I hope the Wise Sage can meet you, Ms. Cissia. I'm sure you can convince the Wise Sage more easily than I can."
Sisya muttered: "For a wise man to be called a wise man, he must have something that surpasses others. I can't see anything about the dream wasteland, but the Wise Sage might be able to find something. Are you sure you want the Wise Sage to enter the dream wasteland? "
Angor didn't say anything because he knew Cissia wasn't done yet.
As expected, Sisya only paused for a moment before continuing, "You showed me the Origin Fire, the Dream Wasteland, and Bobota … I can guess that you want to recruit me."
"No, I'm not here to recruit you," Angor said in his mind. I just want to find an ancestor of my race for Dodoro.
Of course, Angor wasn't going to reveal his true intention. "So?" He looked at Sisya.
"Whether you can recruit me or not depends on your own ability. But you won't be able to convince the Wise Sage."
"Why?"
Cisia: "Do you think you can move an existence that has been guarding the ruins for ten thousand years and determined that Nether City can be reborn?"
"The Wise Sage is absolutely loyal to Nether City, while I'm neutral. Do you understand what I mean? "
Angor nodded. Cissia could be persuaded, but the Wise Sage would never betray Nether City.
"There's one more thing. Don't be fooled by how gentle the Wise Ones usually are, but they will do everything they can to revive Nether City. If the dream wasteland can really become a world as you say, then it will be very, very special … Perhaps the Wise Ones will do anything to make the dream wasteland one of their trump cards."
Angor rubbed his chin. "I guess I should be more careful about the Wise Sage then."
"Just be careful?" Xiya frowned subconsciously … But her forehead was blocked by the necklace, and it almost scratched her forehead.
"I know Brute Cavern is a powerful organization, and they'll help you. But do you think Nether City, which has been dormant for tens of thousands of years, will be a harmless sheep?
"If you still want me to meet the Wise Sage in the dream wasteland, I'll agree. But I hope you'll be careful. "
Angor nodded. "I understand. Thank you for the reminder, Miss Cissia."
Cissia didn't say anything else. Instead, she waved a hand, and a glowing red rune slowly floated to Angor's side.
"This is your ticket. Take it with you, and it will lead you to the Stairs of Hanging Prison."
Angor looked at the red rune floating above his palm with a curious look. He already noticed it before. The rune looked simple, but for some reason, he couldn't replicate it.
"Don't be so curious. This is just a by-product of an alternate dimension. You can say it's a local product of this place. You can't take it with you. When you leave, it will return to me on its own. "
After a pause, Sisilia said, "I'll send you out now."
"Wait a minute …"
Cissia: "…"
Angor grinned. "Hey, we're all friends. Wait for me every time you call, and I'll do the same."
Cisia said, "Tell me, what else do you want?"
"It's nothing important. I just want to confirm something with you, Miss Cissia."
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