Laplace remained silent for a moment before he spoke in a low voice, "I wasn't planning to come."
Angor looked at Laplace in confusion. If Laplace didn't plan to come, why did he come now? What changed Laplace's mind?
Laplace quickly gave Angor the answer, but it still confused him.
"Er Bao went to see Gleipnir. Gleipnir wasn't going to accept. But when she was about to refuse, Luigi seized the opportunity and made her lose.
"So she accepted Er Bao's request. Since Gleipnir agreed, of course, I wouldn't refuse. "
Not only did Laplace's answer not help him, but he also felt more and more question marks on his head. He was about to become a hat with a question mark on it.
Gleipnir was playing chess with Luigi? She wasn't planning to come, but she lost and agreed? Why?
Did Luigi make a bet with Gleipnir? "If you lose, you'll accept Er Bao's request?"
It couldn't be that careless, could it?
"You know what Gleipnir's class is, don't you?" asked Laplace in a plain tone.
"An Astrologer," Angor replied.
Laplace nodded. "Gleipnir's body contained the memories of a Prophet, a Star Seer, an Astrologer, a Gisel Shaman, and so on. These pseudo-prophets from different worlds created Gleipnir's overly sensitive personality.
"She would interpret any feedback from the outside world to the best of her ability.
"Just as I said before, at that time, Gleipnir was playing star chess with Luigi. Generally speaking, Gleipnir wouldn't lose to Luigi. But when she was about to refuse Er Bao's request, she lost.
"She thought it might be an omen, which meant there was a change in the situation. Since it was a change, she couldn't judge it based on common sense. So, she accepted Er Bao's request. "
Angor didn't know what to say.
Now he understood that Laplace was overinterpreting the situation.
He originally thought that Laplace had something to ask of him, which was why he had made a special trip here. He didn't expect the real reason to be so … subtle.
One had to know that there was no limit to "over-interpretation" as long as one's imagination was big enough. As long as you wanted to interpret it, the wind blowing, the leaves falling, the clouds moving, and even the wrinkles on your clothes could be used to make an issue out of it.
Angor almost lost his composure when he heard the truth.
"If you know Glepnir is too sensitive, why do you still listen to her?" Angor asked.
Laplace gave Angor a puzzled look. Not because of the question itself, but because Angor would ask such a question at all.
[Is that all you can ask?]
Even though Laplace did not say it out loud, his eyes conveyed the message.
Of course, he couldn't respond to Laplace's stare. Dorcas was right. She's a slut.
After expressing his doubts with his eyes, Laplace said indifferently, "The reason is very simple. Because I am her, and she is me."
What I meant was that her sensitivity was my sensitivity. Her over-interpretation was also my interpretation.
It sounded right. Laplace, Glepnir, and Luigi were all "her". They just belonged to different times. But that only sounds right. Take a look at your own words. Which of your words were referring to Gleipnir as yourself? He was describing Glepnir's thoughts from a neutral perspective. Or rather, from a third party's point of view.
Subconsciously, he began to see Gleipnir and Laplace as separate entities.
As a result, Laplace now looked at him disdainfully and said in a perfunctory tone: I am she, her deeds are my deeds, her thoughts are my thoughts.
Angor really didn't know how to respond to this.
He didn't want to argue with the slut anymore. He put on an "enlightened" expression and said, "I see. I get it now."
"Speaking of which, how do we start the sweet dream?" Angor changed the topic abruptly.
"Go through the pink wind, and you'll enter Sweet Dream. Do you want to experience it first? "
Angor shook his head. "No. I don't want to do it before I set up a research plan."
Sweet Dream had serious side effects. Angor only wanted to see if he could pull Sweet Dream into the dream wasteland. He didn't want to get himself involved.
Jon had taught him to avoid becoming a drug addict ever since he was young. Even if it was an addiction to Sweet Dream, Angor didn't want to overdo it.
Even if he only experienced it once, he might get addicted.
As long as he did not touch anything, he would be fine. He would not try to experience the sweet dream.
"If you don't want to experience Sweet Dream, how do you plan to study it?" Laplace asked.
"I'll take it one step at a time. I'll try to sense the Mystery item first. Maybe I'll have an idea. The inspiration of a Magus often comes from this kind of inadvertent observation. "
Laplace nodded and flew to the top of the tree with Angor.
Angor was curious about the tree's species, but he did not pay too much attention to it. As far as he was concerned, the tree was just an ordinary tree with a special type. Even if it had supernatural properties, it would be an internal type, which was not strong enough to threaten Angor's sense of danger.
However, as Angor flew to the top of the tree, he noticed some details that he didn't notice before.
What surprised him the most was that there were too many man-made marks on the sturdy trunk hidden under the branches and leaves.
First of all, the trunk itself was wide and meandering. Also, it was much flatter than he expected. It looked like a winding path going up the tree.
Even mortals could walk on it easily.
He also noticed that there were handrails that looked like railings on the sides of some of the trees. It looked like a path made of tree trunks.
Angor wouldn't be surprised if it was just a trunk road. Tree spirits could turn their trunks into roads, their leaves into squares, and their branches into buses. He was already used to this kind of tree-shaped transformation.
He kept looking at the tree because he saw many tree holes. Some of them even had "doors" attached to them to show that they were "man-made".
On one of the doors, Angor saw a row of words carved on it.
The words were a bit distorted, but he could still see them.
"You know these words?" Laplace followed Angor's gaze.
Angor considered. "No. But I think it's a variant of Abyss Language."
These supernatural characters were very difficult to decipher using spells. Besides, there weren't many of them, so Angor couldn't deduce their meaning through examples.
"You don't know them either?" Laplace sounded a bit disappointed.
"You think I should know these words, Ms. Laplace?"
"I trust Gleipnir's judgment. She must have a reason for sending me here." Laplace didn't answer Angor's question, but her intention was clear.
To put it simply, Laplace believed that Angor would bring her a surprise or something.
Laplace believed that the "surprise" might have something to do with this special space.
Since it had something to do with this place, he should be able to recognize the words and murals left behind here.
But Angor already saw the words, which clearly indicated that he didn't know them. As for the murals … well, they were also full of words.
"Not even the Wise Lord?" Angor asked curiously.
Laplace shook her head. "Just as you said, he only recognized the words as a variant of Abyss Language, but he couldn't figure out their meaning."
"Even the Sovereign of Wisdom doesn't know …" That was rather interesting.
It had to be known that the Wise Sovereign was a figure from ten thousand years ago. Back then, news had spread quite quickly. Wizards explored all the different planes of the Abyss Plane. Even if they didn't go too deep, they at least managed to decipher most of the Abyss Plane.
But now, there was a variant of Abyss Language that even the Wise Lord didn't know about?
Angor pondered. "There's a guard outside the Stairs of Hanging Prison. Isn't it a demon soul? Does it know about it? "
"The Wise Lord asked about it. It doesn't know."
Angor shrugged. "Then I can't help you. I'm not good at reading Abyss Language."
Laplace was a little disappointed, but she still nodded without saying anything.
"So this reflecting space came from the Abyss Plane?"
Laplace nodded. "Yes. It should be located in a special area of the Abyss Plane. The source of the reflection is the vision of a dying creature, which flowed into the Sea of Empty Mirrors through the tears in its eye sockets. "
Angor hesitated for a while before he asked, "Why do you think this place is special? Is it because of the different colors of the wind? "
Laplace shook her head. "No. I have my own way of finding out. This reflecting space is at least one of the top three special spaces I've seen in my life. "
Laplace didn't tell Angor what method she used. Angor guessed that it was probably her talent or hidden ability.
But what he didn't understand was, what good would it do Laplace if he could tell that this was a special space?
Or rather, why did Laplace care so much about this special space?
Laplace didn't try to hide anything from Angor. "Reflecting a special space can increase the limit of my power."
However, Laplace didn't care too much about it. She had already done it, and the effect of this special space was already done.
The reason why Laplace cared so much about this "special space" was that she had acquired a special ability.
"I've reflected many special spaces, but only when reflecting this special space did I gain some abilities. You can call it a talent, which is perfect for me.
"Gleipnir once said that the real world corresponding to this special space might have a medium that can allow me to advance to another level."
Angor didn't know what to say about Gleipnir again. To put it bluntly, Laplace had a feeling that this special place would be helpful to him, or rather, he had a feeling that it would be helpful to him.
"I see. Too bad I don't understand the language," Angor muttered.
"It's fine." Laplace shook her head.
Angor considered. "If I have a chance to go to the Abyss Plane, I can ask around for you. I know a lot of Abyss Plane friends who have lived for a long time. Maybe they can find the source of this language. "
Laplace didn't think Angor could do it, but she still nodded. "Thank you."
Angor quickly thought about some Abyss Plane characters: Oderklas, Fafnir, Grevus, Wardle, and "Resurrection Witch" Balalaika.
They were all famous figures in the Abyss Plane, so they might know the source of this language.
…
According to Laplace, there were murals in some of the tree holes, which Angor wanted to take a look at.
However, Sweet Dream was much more attractive than the murals. According to Laplace, there was also a mural at the top of the tree where Sweet Dream was located.
Even though it wasn't the largest mural, there should be a special meaning behind it being placed at the top of the tree.
Therefore, Angor decided to go to the top of the tree first.
Soon, they arrived at the edge of the pink wind.
Previously, when he looked from afar, he only saw the pink wind swirling around the top of the tree. Now that he was here, he realized that it wasn't swirling at all. Instead, it was the pink wind that surrounded Sweet Dream.
The pink wind turned into a pink "ball" of wind, and Sweet Dream was in this "ball".
The mural at the top of the tree, as Laplace mentioned, was right below the pink ball of wind.
Since the pink ball of wind covered a large area, Angor could only see the outline of the mural, but not what it looked like.
However, the mural wasn't important right now. The pink ball of wind was more important.
Laplace had said before that the different colors of the wind here were all reflected in the space when it was reflecting the space. Then why was the pink wind circling around Sweet Dream?
Angor asked the question.
Laplace said, "I can control these … winds. This is also an ability I obtained from this special projection space."
"So, you created this ball of wind?" Angor didn't want to ask about the specific ability since it was inappropriate for him to do so.
Laplace nodded. "The pink wind can calm the heart and magnify the positive side of one's mind.
"This kind of wind is extremely compatible with sweet dreams."
Because of this, when it's around Sweet Dream, the positive side of the wind resonates with Sweet Dream. Not only can it bind Sweet Dream, but it can also conceal the mysterious aura of Sweet Dream. "
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