Take a look at the cards: Shadow Bookstore Gold Edge Member. According to Xiao Huzi, holders of this card can enjoy a 30% discount on book purchases. "At least I saved a lot of money." Nodding, Hitzfeld stuffed the card into the gap of the paper bag. The books were too heavy. She couldn't carry them all by herself. So she used the remaining money to hire a car, went all the way back to 221 Iris Street, put the books down, and rested for a while before going out again. For the next day, she began to wander around Wayne. Victory Square. The Central Parish Cathedral of the Goddess of Machinery and the Sun. Haiyuan Street is said to be the birthplace of artists and is covered with graffiti walls.
The Bedlek Museum is located outside the White Shadow Palace, diagonally opposite the Square of the Goddess of Victory. After a day of walking around, her back and feet ached, so she had to sit on the edge of the fountain in the square, take off one of her boots and massage her feet. "Bedlake..." During the process, she kept staring at the museum opposite. That painting... the painting that was turned into an evil object, originally named "Sunset at Arles", was painted by him. I didn't expect that his lifetime achievements would be so amazing, and he would be an art master at the same level as Leonardo da Vinci and Raphael. Although it was tiring, she gained a lot. She basically recognized all the landmark buildings in the royal capital and had a general understanding of the city. However, when she got here, she also had a new confusion. She couldn't find where Puslint was. She asked the museum's doorman. The other party told her that there was no such place in Wayne Port. Chapter 13: The Dream Academy "Are they kidding me?" A few hours later, Hitzfeld returned to the house at 221 Iris Street in the dark, slumped himself on the sofa with a dazed look on his face. It is worth mentioning that these sofas were taken away for cleaning by the people from Parker Brothers Neighborhood Decoration Company. They had originally agreed to deliver them the next day, but Hitzfeld rushed back to Blackwood City overnight, and it was Alfred who helped collect them. Of course, this is not the point. The point is - she asked many people along the way, from doormen to supermarket clerks, from postmen to street vendors, and no one knew what Pusilint was. Then she finally realized the seriousness of the matter. Even if she finished reading the seven books she bought within a week and was confident that she could pass the interview, where would she find an interviewer?
From those words, she had a feeling that she would never be able to find a school called Pusilint even if she searched the entire city! How is this possible? Hitzfeld was puzzled. Those people, they, that is, Xia and Ethan, have all said it...even the lady seems to have mentioned it! They all knew about Pusilint, didn't they? This meant that this place really existed. She even had a letter written by the dean herself! Pusilint is the most famous and best university in all of Sara - this is what she has always been known for. But why is it that no ordinary person knows about the most famous and best university in this country? "Calm down and think carefully..." Hitzfeld propped up his temples and closed his eyes in thought. Since the lady also mentioned this college incident, it couldn't be a joke. Yes, it was a joke... She considered whether Xia Yibing had deliberately hired someone to set her up for a joke, but when she thought about it carefully, the letter was sent by Tariq, and there were so many books that could prove Nosa Ferdinand's achievements. It was impossible for her and Ethan to have arranged it so well. While thinking, Hitzfeld remembered the mischievous smile that Xia Yibing had shown at that time. So this is a test? Does she even have to find the school location by herself? "That is to say, there is such a university." Hitzfeld opened his single eye and whispered. "And it's in the capital, right in the Wein Harbor where I visited during the day!" Her eyes lit up and she thought of a possibility. This is not difficult to guess: because it is difficult to hide a well-known university completely, whether it is hidden in certain buildings or hidden in the suburbs, as long as it exists, it cannot be hidden from the citizens of Wayne. The only possibility is that this school can exist in Wayne and ordinary people are completely unaware of it. It can only be that it "exists in a space overlapping with Wayne so that they can hide the school there." "Dream world." Hitzfeld uttered a single word. Then she got goose bumps, which made her scalp tingle. is it possible? She stood up from the sofa and paced up and down the carpeted room. She didn't know if she had entered the dream world. She had entered a state she named "synchronization" many times before, but to be honest, that state was more like passively receiving messages from the dream world. Sounds, images, and some dynamic light and shadows left in time. These are what she got. There was probably only one time that I truly entered the dream world, and that was when I was dragged in by the Golem God, that terrifying behemoth.
That was the time when she was rescued by Xia Yibing and happened to catch a glimpse of her nightmare. That experience left a deep impression on her. Because of this impression and the legends she heard from Ethan, the image of the dream world in her mind has always been... chaos. Chaos and haze are just like the universe. You may be able to see some spots of light or nebulae in the dimness, but there is a lack of light there, and you simply cannot tell what is hiding there - and whether they are malicious. Would there be a school in a place like that? Based on Hitzfeld's current understanding of the world, she could only think of this possibility. Of course, strictly speaking there is a second type, that is, the teachers and students of these schools are hiding underground, like moles, living with the smell of earth every day. Or maybe they were in the White Shadow Palace...but Hitzfell thought all these speculations were ridiculous. She didn't know why she felt this way, because the speculation that "Puslint was in the dream world" sounded even more ridiculous, but she thought it was the fact. "Maybe... I should give it a try." After all, she is someone who can sleep. But it was true that she had never slept in Wayne. He took action as soon as he thought of it. Hitzfeld immediately locked the door, washed up quickly and went into the bedroom. She wanted to change into her pajamas, but after thinking it over, she chose not to take off her clothes. She took out a pair of clean shoes from the box, put them on, and then lay on the bed. "Dream." Pinching the ring connected to the collar, she muttered to herself. Consciousness is sinking. Keep sinking. This was normal - she would gradually lose control of her consciousness in this sinking, as if floating in the universe, until fucking Darent woke her up. She never thought about controlling her consciousness and doing something in this process. Because her previous goal was to "fall asleep". But this time, things are different. As her consciousness was sinking, she tried her best to drive her mind to stay awake. Then she realized she was seeing shadows. Very big, very blurry...and it seems to be moving away? Wait...is that the intersection of Iris Street!? Am I drifting away from it? Am I in the air? Somewhat frightened, she tried to control her consciousness and return to her body, but all attempts were in vain.
My consciousness rose higher and higher... The shadow on the ground was no longer just a crossroads, but gradually encompassed the entire Denton area, and finally it was the vague shadow of the entire city. "..." Nothing to say. Hitzfeld was completely confused. She didn't know what this meant. Unable to go back or come down, it just keeps rising higher and higher. “When you find that you can’t avoid going backwards no matter how hard you run, why not try turning around.” Suddenly, she heard a low and pleasant voice next to her. "……who?" The voice came from behind. Hitzfeld turned around suddenly and saw a blurry figure first. Then, her attention quickly shifted to the back of the figure, and the horror in her one eye gradually grew. She saw a city floating in the sky. White walls and steeples. It is gorgeous and elegant... This thing is about one-tenth the size of the entire Wein Harbor, and the whole thing is hanging upside down there, as if there is a layer of lake in the middle. It is the reflection of part of Wein Harbor in the sky. it is true…… Shocked, Hitzfeld kept repeating this sentence in his mind. This is indeed a dream... It is indeed a dream city of learning... Chapter 14: Conte-Sixus "Is the shock over?" It was that voice that brought her back to her senses. Hitzfeld looked at the person again and discovered that it was a girl with glasses wearing a black robe and strange white and purple hair. The gown she wore was conservative, but her figure was very petite. Hitzfeld's figure is considered relatively petite, but the girl with glasses is only about 150 cm tall, much shorter than her. This made her look cute no matter how formal she dressed, not to mention that she was wearing a big hat with a wide brim and a pointed top, making her look like a witch's apprentice. "I am Conte-Sixus." The girl looked down at Hitzfeld and snorted arrogantly. "They told me that you usually fall asleep between Friday and Saturday nights. I thought I would have a chance to talk to you at that time, but I didn't expect you to find out so early..." "Not bad! Quite perceptive!"
"..." Hitzfeld frowned, his face full of suspicion towards her. Conte—Sixus? She said her name was Conte-Sixus? Recipient of the Oak Leaf Medal, first-class member of the Order of the Oak Leaf, backbone of the Shadow Lion Department's Pollution Inspection Division, and "the best doctor" in Ethan's words? She remembered that Ferdinand was only a second-level member. How could someone with such fame and achievements be an older loli?