After going through a series of ups and downs, Jon was no longer afraid of death. However, if there was a chance to survive, he would gladly take it, even if it was just a sliver of hope.
When Angor told Jon about the dream wasteland, Jon considered for a moment and nodded.
"A place that can preserve human consciousness …" Jon looked excited. "That's interesting. The reason why we judge a person as a human is that their memory and logical thinking remain the same. It seems that the so-called consciousness aura in the dream wasteland contains these two structures. "
"You're right. Your consciousness and your soul are different in nature. Once we get to the dream wasteland, you can compare them and see what's the difference between your current state and the dream wasteland."
"I can't wait to see the new world you've built." Jon was not only curious about the dream wasteland, but also because he hadn't talked to anyone in a long time.
After explaining everything, Angor left the dream bridge.
He looked at Jon in the ice coffin for a long time. When he saw Jon's dream becoming blurry, Angor knew that he couldn't stay idle anymore. However, he wasn't sure if Jon could really survive in the dream wasteland.
In the end, Angor sighed and began to construct Dream Enkindle in his mind space.
The arrow was already nocked on the bowstring, and this was the only method he could use.
The nightmare aura of Dream Enkindle slowly enveloped Jon's body. Angor carefully observed Jon's condition and made sure that the man's stats didn't change.
Angor deliberately allowed the dream gate to operate on its own so that he could see if Jon had entered the dream wasteland.
As Jon was pulled into Dream Enkindle, Angor immediately received a message.
[Warning! Foreign object has entered the dream wasteland! ]
A mini map of the dream wasteland appeared in his mind. A blurry figure appeared above the map.
The blurry figure was probably Jon. Angor could place Jon anywhere he wanted in the dream wasteland.
Angor chose Genesis City as his destination. The dream gate displayed the final message: [Foreign object is entering the dream wasteland. ]
As the message ended, the blurry figure was pulled into the mini map. The map quickly enlarged until it turned into a sand table of Genesis City.
After making sure that Jon had entered the city, Angor sighed in relief and allowed the dream gate to operate on its own again.
Next, he checked Jon's body to make sure that nothing was amiss before leaving. He took the Dream Weaver ant with him. Since Jon had entered the dream wasteland, the ant could go back to work.
Back in the main castle, Angor used his spirit feelers to check Leon's room. Since Leon was still resting, Angor didn't disturb him, so he returned to his bedroom and began his research.
He didn't use Dream Enkindle right away because he was worried that Thewis and Eureka might notice something fishy. They might not know where the dream wasteland was, but using Dream Enkindle too often would make them suspicious. Angor didn't want to underestimate the intelligence of wizards. Secondly, he hoped to give Jon some time to familiarize himself with Foundation City.
After finishing his lunch, he decided to enter the dream wasteland during his lunch break.
As soon as he entered the dream wasteland, Angor used Omniscient View to look for Jon. Genesis City wasn't too big, so Angor soon found Jon's location.
Sunny and Alda were taking him on a tour of Origin City.
From time to time, Jon would talk to Sunny and Alda while laughing out loud. It was clear that he was in a good mood.
"You're here, sir." Angor entered from the top of Heaven's Tower. Not long after he entered, Freud came to him in a hurry.
"Did you arrange for Sunny and Alda to show Jon around the city?" Angor already mentioned Jon's name before, so Freud could easily guess who he was.
"I was going to do it myself. But everyone knows who I am. I'll only bring trouble to Jon."
Angor nodded. If Freud wanted Jon to slowly become a part of Foundation City, he shouldn't have asked for Jon's help, considering how well-respected Freud was in the city.
"You did the right thing. You don't need to get close to Jon. Just make sure he's safe." Angor paused for a moment before he continued, "Also, I don't care who you ask to take care of Jon's condition and the others. But you have to take care of Jon's condition yourself. Do a comprehensive assessment, and report to me immediately if anything goes wrong. "
He planned to do it himself, but he had too many things to do in the real world, and he could not take care of everything. So he asked Freud to do it for now.
"I understand, sir." He knew how important Jon was to Angor. Angor was only willing to explore the dream wasteland for Jon's sake.
"I'll leave you to it." He left Freud alone and slowly walked toward Jon's direction.
…
Jon was amazed by everything he saw. The buildings here were so unique that he couldn't take his eyes off them.
Ever since he arrived at Genesis City, he didn't pay attention to the so-called consciousness light or other people around him. Instead, he was attracted by the city's buildings.
Ever since he came to the wizarding world, Jon had never left Grue Town. However, he didn't know much about the cities in this world.
This Genesis City might not represent all the buildings in this world, but it was still an eye-opener for him.
"This is the Flicker Church. It's close to the plaza and the Tree Bar, so there are a lot of people here," Alda explained in his childish voice. He dutifully introduced the architecture and scenery of First Heart City to Jon along the way.
"What's so interesting about the church, Grandpa Jon? How about I take you to the Tree Bar for a drink?" It was Sunny, who was wearing a new silk dress.
Grandpa?! Jon rubbed his nose and sighed in his mind.
Back on Earth, he had just reached the level of No Doubts. But in this world, because of all kinds of external destruction, he had become an old man who looked like an old man.
In his dream, Chown could even change his appearance at will. But when he arrived at the dream wasteland, the first thing he felt was his old face. Why did he have to change his appearance? Why can't he change his appearance like in a holographic game?!
Jon complained in his mind, but he still put on a kind smile on his face.
The boy called Alda reminded him of Angor's childhood when he saw Alda's childish look. As for Sunny, she was a bit impulsive, but in a way, she looked a lot like his daughter Mumu.
Besides, Jon hadn't talked to anyone for a long time, so he didn't want to argue with someone about how to address him. He ignored the "grandpa" and asked curiously, "You can drink here? Does it really smell like alcohol?"
"Of course it smells like alcohol. Isn't that common sense?" A young man who was passing by heard Jon's question and looked over. Then, the young man saw Sunny and asked curiously, "Sunny, who is this old man?"
"Who are you calling an old man?! Call me grandpa! "Sunny gestured with her fist and said fiercely.
The young man took two steps back in fear and gulped. Under Sunny's threat, he whispered to Chown, "Grandpa."
Chown: "… Sigh." He wanted to cry but had no tears.
"He's Rab. I have a good friend called Rado. He's Rab's little brother," Alda said.
Sunny knocked on Alda's head. "You've only known Rado for one day, and you're already friends with him? Can't you be more careful?! "
Alda pouted, feeling wronged.
Sunny then pointed at Rab. "Get out of here. I'm going to show Grandpa Jon more. Don't disturb us!"
Rabu didn't know why he was so afraid of Sunny. He always felt that Sunny was exuding a fierce aura, which made him afraid, but he couldn't help but want to … tease her.
"What are you waiting for?"
Rab nodded repeatedly. "Yes! Yes!"
After Rab left, Sunny spoke to Jon again, "They don't know the truth about the dream wasteland. Please don't mind them, Grandpa Jon. I don't know if the wine here tastes like alcohol, but I heard that it's good. Shall we try it? "
Jon wanted to agree. After all, he hadn't tasted wine in a long time. But he saw the yearning look on Sunny's face. Sunny had said that she hadn't tasted wine before. Jon was alarmed. Was this little girl thinking of tasting it?
Jon quickly waved his hand. "Forget it. Drinking will hurt your mind. Let's keep walking."
Sunny sighed in disappointment when Jon didn't agree. In the past, Master Teesen wouldn't allow them to drink. She thought that she could use this chance to start a new life, but it was a failure.
Sunny was a little listless, but Alda was very responsible and diligent.
Soon, they came to a large, light blue building.
"This is the Ocean Theater. Grandpa Jon, do you want to go in and take a look?" Alda asked.
Jon didn't reply. He just stared at the Ocean Theater. He'd been to Waterford and seen the Ocean Theater before, but he'd always been in a hurry and never had the chance to go in.
He never thought that he'd see the Ocean Theater again one day.
"Let's go in and take a look." Jon nodded.
The group entered the Ocean Theater. They found that there was no one else inside except for the resource team who were collecting valuables. They didn't attract the attention of the resource team. After all, the Ocean Theater wasn't restricted.
"There are only chairs in the theater, and no one is performing. There's nothing to see. Let's go to the bar," Sunny couldn't help but suggest.
As soon as Sunny said that, she heard the melodious sound of a piano.
She looked up and saw that there was no one on the stage. The music came from behind the red curtains. It was melodious and clear.
It was as if they were looking at a green paddy field in summer. The breeze blew and the sun shone.
"Who's playing the piano?" Sunny asked curiously.
"It sounds nice, but I don't think I've heard this song before," Alda said, confused.
"That Summer," Jon said.
"Huh?" Alda and Sunny looked at Jon in confusion.
"This song is called That Summer." Jon suddenly laughed, his eyes filled with beautiful memories. "I thought you'd never learn it. I didn't expect you to be so good at it now."
As he spoke, Jon walked toward the stage.
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