Chapter 2491

Two days later, the relic is on the second floor underground.

Footsteps came from the corridor, and at the same time, a strong milk fragrance floated along.

Angel, who was studying at his desk, sniffed the smell in the air, raised his head suspiciously and looked in the direction of the study door.

Within two seconds, there was a knock at the gate.

Angel frowned, retracted the green lines of his right eye, right hand and right forearm, then took a magazine and covered the letter on the table before he said, "please come in."

The latch of the gate opens automatically.

A petite figure pushed open the door and came in with a strangely shaped plate.

Angel raised his head and looked at the comer.

This is a petite witch whose height is not high and just exceeds the desk. She is wearing a long skirt with colored mushroom pattern and a perfect face like a porcelain doll. Unfortunately, the dark circles in her eyes are too heavy, just like smoking makeup, which destroys the overall atmosphere.

"Ms. Regina." Angel said a little hello.

It is ruijinna, the "mushroom witch", who has been studying a group of mushrooms from duoling garden, such as Mi Ying, in the laboratory on the third floor of the ruins.

"You're welcome. Just call me Regina." Ruijinna said as she put the oddly shaped plate in her hand on the table: "I heard from Lord Shuling that you are back, so come and have a look. This is the fresh milk water mushroom I cultivated. It tastes sweet cream and can be used as a dessert. Lord Shuling said you might like it after tasting it. I specially brought it to you."

Angel looked at the dozens of pure white mushrooms like snacks on the plate and remained silent.

At this time, he didn't know how to answer. It was not good to refuse. After all, Regina should be kind-hearted and have no other meaning of ridicule; Accept it, it will expose personal preferences. Of course, it's nothing, but angel feels a little embarrassed.

"Hmm? Don't you like it?" Regina looked at it suspiciously.

"... thank you." Angel hesitated for a moment and accepted Regina's kindness.

Regina raised her eyebrows, seemed to understand angel's inner entanglement, and the corners of her mouth tilted slightly. However, she was also an interesting person. Instead of continuing to talk about the topic of fresh milk and water mushrooms, she looked at angel's hand.

There is a magazine called metal dance.

Ruijinna heard of the magazine with this name for the first time, but she didn't think much. She just thought it was an unknown gossip magazine. Her eyes were more on the letters under the metal dance.

"It seems that you are working, so I won't bother you much." Regina yawned, then turned and walked towards the door.

When Regina came to the door, she turned and said, "by the way, I almost forgot one thing. Has Portia contacted you recently?"

Angel shook his head. "No."

Regina nodded: "no, I'll go first."

After that, Regina didn't stay much and walked out of the door quickly. Angel listened to her footsteps, hurried downstairs and returned to the laboratory. Soon, there was a crackling sound of instrument collision in the laboratory. Obviously, Regina's enthusiasm for research was higher than angel.

But even so, Regina took the time to meet him.

Angel thinks his charm must be in Regina's eyes and can't surpass mushrooms. She probably came here for Portia.

After all... Portia is studying taboo. As a good friend of Portia, Regina's worry is also normal.

Angel breathed out without much thought. He pulled away the metal dance covered with his letter and was ready to continue to study the green pattern structure given by the spotted dog.

However, after studying for a moment this time, angel couldn't help shaking his mind.

After a while, angel slowly raised his head and put his eyes on the plate on the table.

After hesitating again and again, angel held out his hand: "I've been studying for two days. It's estimated that the brain power consumed is indispensable. No wonder I can't concentrate... I need food supplement. Well, food supplement."

After finding a reason for himself, angel calmly bit open the juicy and delicious fresh milk mushroom.

In the narrow study, a faint milk fragrance floated in an instant, and the air seemed to become slightly sweet and greasy.

When angel was enjoying a beautiful afternoon dessert, suddenly, he chewed a little. In the depths of his thinking space, hanging on the power tree, representing the fruit of the power of the "gatekeeper", a strange wave came to him.

"A new man has entered the wilderness of dreams." Angel immediately judged the meaning of fluctuation.

Since Angel handed over a large number of login devices to Lord Rhine, in fact, he has paid little attention to who enters the wilderness of dreams, because during that time, new people will come into contact with the wilderness of dreams every day. However, the login device given to your excellency Rhine is limited after all. After this period of time allocation and consumption, few newcomers have logged in in in recent days.

Therefore, angel reopened the fluctuation reminder when "new people enter the wilderness of dreams".

Although there is also the risk of being disturbed, compared with being disturbed, he resolutely supervises every newcomer who enters the wilderness of dreams. After all, he gave the register to the executor and spotted dog before. Both of them are giants. Once they enter the wilderness of dreams, angel must see them at the first time.

Even though angel is studying green stripes these two days, as long as he feels that the gatekeeper's human rights can remind him, he will still focus on the visitors first.

This time is no exception.

Angel sank his mind and looked through the gatekeeper's power to a dark and narrow passage.

This is a brand-new dream bridge.

At the end of the dream bridge is the gate to the wilderness of dreams.

Soon, a thin figure appeared on one side of the dream bridge. It was an old man with a kind eyebrow with a small curly beard and white eyebrows hanging to his chest.

After seeing the newcomer, angel's originally tight string relaxed a little.

Not a watchman, not a spotted dog. The visitor is the owner of Lilith's house, such as Cantor of the night.

Angel had heard the tree spirit talk yesterday. Wizard Kant followed sanders and went to the tidal world. At this time, it has not left the tidal boundary.

Now, Kanter has entered the wilderness of dreams again. It is estimated that Sanders used nightmare fantasy to let him in.

Angel sensed the internal situation of the dream wilderness. Sure enough, Sanders was online.

Although Cantor is not a wizard in the savage cave, his Lilith home is contractually connected with phantom Island, and he is also a close friend with Sanders. Now that Sanders has agreed to Cantor's entry, angel will not object.

Angel even helped Kanter, directly letting Kanter enter the dream wilderness and come to Sanders.

After all this, angel withdrew from the wilderness of dreams.

Since he is not a watchman or spotted dog, he doesn't need to go into the wilderness of dreams immediately... However, angel thought that Kanter seemed to have said before that he had something to do with himself. The reason why he promised to help nice in the fog belt was to come to see angel.

"It seems that I still want to see Lord Cantor." Angel muttered in a low voice: "however, I'd better wait and let him know the wilderness of dreams first."

At this time, when he went in, it was estimated that Cantor would have a long list of questions about the wilderness of dreams.

The reason why they are so determined is that almost every wizard in the wilderness of dreams will become a curious baby and keep asking questions.

Even Lord Rhine and Lord Shuling were not spared, and Kant must be the same.

He doesn't want to explain problems one by one. He'd better leave it to Sanders.

After Cantor knew almost, angel decided to meet him again. By then, he will have understood everything and it is estimated that he can communicate normally.

Angel thought happily and focused on the green grain again.

……

In fact, angel's conjecture is true.

Cantor didn't expect much about Sanders' mysterious dream technique at the beginning, but he was completely confused when he stepped into the wilderness of dreams.

Is this the dream world? But why is it realistic? So real, even feel magic?

What happened to his body? Like their own, but their blood is sleeping, and their thinking space has fallen into a certain degree of solidification?

Kanter studied himself in amazement, but he gave birth to more doubts.

He kept looking around, trying to find someone to ask.

Then he saw Sanders staring at him in surprise.

"Why are you here?" Sanders wondered, this is a magic house in the suburb of the new city. Why did Cantor come here? According to the normal situation, he brought it in with the dream technique. Aren't all the landing points in Chuxin city?

"I also want to ask you this question... You don't know? Or are you a fake, Sanders? Say, who are you?!" Cantor jumped away and glared at the man sitting behind the desk.

Sanders was silent for a moment and thought of the reason.

It was estimated that angel felt that the newcomer entered and found that it was Cantor, so he threw him over.

Sanders looked at Kanter, who was full of doubts and vigilance, and couldn't help sighing deeply:

"Sure enough, it's worthy of being my student, but it's really... Considerate."

Sanders actually had the same thoughts as angel. He was too lazy to explain "why" to new entrants, even if the other party was his best friend.

But now that Kantor is in front of him, he has to——

Kick him out.

Yes, Sanders mercilessly shook Cantor out of the magic house.

Relying on Kanter's inability to virtual magic, he set up a defense barrier directly in the magic cabin, and only those he identified have permission to enter. Cantor, at this time, was clearly excluded by him.

However, Cantor is also Sanders' best friend, and he has not done things too well.

After driving Cantor out, Sanders showed him a clear way.

I saw a confused face, lying prone in front of the door of the magic house, and a letter paper composed of magic slowly floated out in front of me.

"Dear Cantor, I know you have many questions. Unfortunately, I'm doing research and can't explain them to you one by one. But it doesn't matter. You go to the southwest. There is a city under construction over there. If you have any questions about the wilderness of dreams, you can go to the city to ask someone. - your best friend, Sanders igulo."