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Roland was already familiar with the process of entering the Dream World. As long as he thought about the unique things in the Dream World before closing his eyes, he would be able to "trigger" the beam of light that went straight to the sky. After that, he would wake up naturally and welcome the morning of another world.
However, there was a small accident this time. He did not wake up naturally. Instead, he was awakened by a series of phone rings.
Fortunately, this kind of sleep was not real sleep, so he did not feel sleepy. Roland turned over and got up. He picked up his cell phone from the bedside table and found that it was Garcia calling.
"Hey, do you know what time it is —"
"It's half past six. It's not too early," Garcia interrupted. "And how do I know whether your relatives will suddenly visit?"
Roland could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth. It seemed that Garcia still remembered that he stood her up last time. "Uh... what's up?"
"Haven't you always wanted to know what the Erosion is about? The Association has set a time for the new members to visit. It will be this afternoon. After breakfast, you can come to 0827. "
"Didn't you say afternoon?"
"You're not the only new member. It will take time to meet with people from other districts." Garcia raised her voice. "Why? Are you going out with your relatives today?"
And more than one. Of course, he knew that if he answered like this, Garcia would definitely block the door. Besides, he was really curious about the "Erosion" that Garcia mentioned. "Okay, but I slept a little late last night, so... you know, I might smell a little bit. Let me take a shower first."
"..." She fell silent. Even through the phone, Roland could feel the disdain coming from the other side of the phone. Finally, Garcia said, "Please hurry up" and hung up the phone.
Now, he had to hurry up.
Roland put on his clothes and walked into the living room. Zero was busy in the kitchen. She was wholeheartedly frying eggs and waving the spatula in her hand. Her movements could almost make people forget that she was just a junior high school student.
"Good morning," he greeted her. "I'm going out for a while. I'll be back soon."
Zero showed a suspicious expression. "Uncle, are you going to do morning exercises?"
"Sort of …" he said casually. "By the way, there's a staff meeting in the afternoon. I might come back a little late. You don't have to wait for me to have lunch with you."
"I know," said the little girl, pouting.
Outside the tube-shaped apartment, the neighborhood was already bustling with activity. White steam was rising from the rice noodle shops along the street, and the breakfast stalls were sizzling with the sound of deep-fried dough sticks being put into the pot. Even though it was already late autumn and people were wearing thicker clothes, there were still many elderly morning joggers around the building. They wore short-sleeved shirts and sports pants, and they walked briskly to the sound of the radio and the hawkers. Their movements were not much slower than those of young men.
Roland turned into an alley not far from the tube-shaped apartment and stopped in front of a shop that hadn't opened yet. The rental notice on the shop front was quite eye-catching, but in front of the word 'rent', there was a big word 'taken'.
He took out the key and opened the side door.
When he walked into the room, more than 20 witches who were standing inside knelt down on one knee and saluted in unison, "Your Majesty!"
For a moment, he felt like he was back in Neverwinter.
Although they were separated by only a wall, it felt like a lifetime had passed.
"Welcome to the Dream World," Roland said with a nod.
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"Do you mean we have a special task today?" On the second floor of the shop, Phyllis, Faldi, Ling, and Tong En gathered around Roland and listened to him carefully. As the first batch of pioneers to enter the Dream World, they had a certain understanding of this world, so they had become the guides for the other Taquila survivors. Whether it was eating, drinking, or hunting Fallen Evils, they could take care of and guide the others, which greatly relieved Roland of a lot of burden.
This shop was the new foothold that he had rented with the help of a middleman. Compared with the previous warehouse, this place was much more spacious and less suspicious.
Roland repeated the notice from the Martialist Association. "According to Garcia, when the Association organizes newcomers to learn the inside story, they'll bring them to the headquarters. The specific location of this place has always been unknown to outsiders, so I want to take this opportunity to find the base where they hide the Force of Nature. I need your help to do that. "
"Let my bug follow you." Faldi summoned the Magic Bug Nest and picked up a beetle to pinch on her fingertip. "That way, I'll know your location at all times."
After getting his consent, the witch placed the beetle on his collar. The beetle quickly crawled into his long hair and hid itself. Roland could only vaguely feel that there was something extra on the back of his neck.
"Phyllis and Ling will follow me." Roland suppressed his discomfort and turned to look at the other two witches. "Do you remember how to take a taxi?"
Phyllis nodded and said, "Wave your hand and tell the driver to keep an eye on the one in front and pay him when we arrive."
"Don't talk when you're driving. Keep silent no matter what the driver asks." Ling patted her chest and added, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. We remember it very well!"
"That's good," Roland said approvingly. "When the car stops, Ling, see if you can sneak in. Although there's no God's Stone of Retaliation in this world, I don't know if the Martialist Association has any other means to interfere with the operation of magic power. If you can't do it, don't force yourself. Your most important task is to hide yourself, understand? "
"Yes, Your Majesty!" the three witches said in unison.
"Then... Your Majesty, what about me?" Dawnen pointed at herself expectantly.
"You stay here and take care of the Taquila sisters." Roland took out 10 100-dollar bills from his wallet and handed them to Dawnen. "This is for the takeout, including breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Postpone the entertainment scheduled for tomorrow."
"Hey... but I'm also good at sneaking in," Dawnen said reluctantly.
"It's exactly because you're good at sneaking in that I need you to stay here. If anything happens, you're the only one who can evacuate without attracting attention." Roland patted her shoulder and said, "Of course, if you've settled everyone down, I'll take you to the cinema next time."
"I... got it." Hearing the word "special", Dawnen immediately became energetic again. "Please leave it to me."
He had asked the four witches to call for takeout before, and the Taquila witches' outstanding ability to learn quickly helped them master this skill. As long as one of them stayed here, there should not be any big mistakes.
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