Versatile mage: I am lucky

Chapter 60 Weird Dream

Mo Yu came to Mingzhu Academy, and when passing by the Qing Campus, he saw all the students coming to the assembly hall. It turned out that this was the monthly school-wide assembly.

The Green Campus of Pearl Academy claims to have more than 30,000 students. In fact, there are more than 30,000 students who are admitted to Pearl Academy according to the normal process. Including other special circumstances, there are actually as many as 50,000 students who have entered or stayed on campus. .

The scaly-skinned demon mother... Mo Yu was thoughtful.

The incident of the gymnasium turning into a demon was widely spread during this period. The four to five thousand students who experienced it personally spread it into many versions after the holidays...

In fact, the news media also reported on this incident.

Things that happen on campus will always be taken seriously, but it is no one's fault that a creature like a viral plague like the scaleskin mother demon has entered. There will be less condemnation and more focus on solving the problem.

It’s not like there have never been such demonic plagues in history, with hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands at every turn. However, in this incident, no one died.

Academician Li specially invited the person who made a great contribution to this incident...Ding Yumian!

Mo Yu looked at the girl on the podium who was cooperating with Academician Li's speech and was slightly stunned. This was really unexpected, but it seemed to be reasonable.

Arriving at the library that looked like a model of a huge thick book, Mo Yu went straight to the top floor of the library, which was usually not open to outsiders and students.

Dean Xiao stood with his hands behind his back, looking through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows to have a panoramic view of the entire Green Campus of Pearl Academy.

Mo Yu told him what he experienced in Mingwu Ancient City, hoping to get some insights or clues.

"Go back to the past..." Dean Xiao fell into deep thought. Although it is hard to believe, the Haidong Qingshen standing on Mo Yu's shoulder is one of the evidences.

"I know a friend who is proficient in the chaos system. When he is injured, he can use magic to reverse his own state and restore it to the state before being injured. He may know something about this. Let me ask you."

Dean Xiao took out his cell phone and dialed the number. After a while, he handed the phone to Mo Yu: "He wants to know more about the situation. You can talk to him yourself."

"Mo Yu, tell me what you've been through." A hoarse voice came from the other side of the phone. He seemed to be an old man.

After listening to Mo Yu's story, the old man was silent for a moment, and then asked: "When do you have time? I will come over to find you. Where is your location?"

"Just come to Pearl Academy, the sooner the better." Dean Xiao took the phone and looked at Mo Yu after hanging up.

"You stay in the Magic City during this period and try not to wander around."

……

Mo Yu stood in front of the ancient ruins and was silent for a long time. He was sure that he fell asleep in the dormitory of the school, so this was... a lucid dream?

He can use magic, but will wake up.

In the end, he followed the inexplicable guidance and continued this inexplicable dream.

He slowly placed his right palm against the cold bronze door. The coldness from his palm spread to his heart. For some reason, he could hardly breathe. A fragmented picture flashed through the void in front of my eyes, as long as a black-and-white silent film, half a lifetime passed in the blink of an eye.

The short and impatient sound of wind chimes made him open his eyes; the old mechanism chain screamed hoarsely, opening the door of the ruins to him. His field of vision dimmed for a moment, and Mo Yu blinked hard. He had not yet been able to adapt to the light here and could not clearly see everything in the ruins.

But that deep throbbing and calling is real. There is something in this ruins, waiting for his arrival here!

Mo Yu moved forward step by step, and the surrounding scene became clear as the footsteps echoed. The faint smell of blood in the air had a strange and sweet aroma. There was a thin sound of metal friction coming from the depths, and the bright moon in the sky was as calm as water.

The senses were so real, but he wasn't surprised by the fear. It was just that something stronger was pulling him, preventing him from moving forward. The ground under my feet was sticky and heavy; waves of bitterness and soreness hit my chest, from violent hurricanes to low and sad waves. The sharp claws struggled to tear at the air around him; water mist rose, condensed into fine icy rain in the cold and dark room, and settled into a lingering pain in his chest.

"Did you lead me here?" Mo Yu stopped in the darkness deep in the ruins, trying his best to calm his feelings in order to maintain the continuation of the dream.

There was no answer in the shadows. After a long time, there was a dull sound of the chain being dragged. Mo Yu looked in that direction. In the dim light, a pair of black eyes were as bright as the moonlight in the night sky, pure and innocent. "He"'s voice was hoarse and hesitant: "Who are you?"

"I am Mo Yu." Mo Yu knelt down and saw clearly the "him" in front of him.

Similar body shapes, identical faces, clear and handsome eyebrows and smooth lines, like the rising sun containing fire. They are almost identical - if you ignore "His" snowy hair color.

"Are you Mo Yu? Then who am I?" "He" murmured, not knowing who he was asking.

Mo Yu saw the heavy darkness falling on the cold chains and frowned. What happened recently was becoming increasingly difficult to understand. What did this waking dream of his foreshadow?
"He"'s breathing gradually slowed down, and he could only feel the wet and heavy cotton balls tightly blocking his breathing, making him unable to speak.

"He" suddenly remembered, and from the moment he made the decision, he rehearsed this scene in his mind countless times. But now... I almost forgot this important thing!
"You came too early, you came too early... You shouldn't have come so early, why did you come so early?"

"He" questioned Mo Yu, seeming to have seen something. He jumped up suddenly but was restrained by chains and could not move forward. He could only wave his arms in front of Mo Yu.

"What's too early?" Mo Yu looked at "him" in front of him, his thoughts becoming more and more confused.

"He" moved his lips, but didn't say anything. Then he lowered his head to avoid looking directly into Mo Yu's eyes.

Darkness swept in from all directions, and Mo Yu could only barely hold himself up due to the strong sense of oppression. In front of me are "His" eyes that are very close at hand. The brightness is shrouded in haze and no light can be seen anymore.

"So you haven't come yet, that's good, that's good..." As if he felt something, "He" paused for a moment, raised his hands to the sky, pierced his own eyes, and then moved deeper He poked it in.

The wind howls in the blood, and the body is heavy and exhausted. His brain was sometimes awake and sometimes chaotic, and Mo Yu felt a dull pain in his eyes, as if they were being penetrated by a single click.

"He" fell to the ground.

Mo Yu heard the sound of the clock hands being pushed by time. It was familiar, stable and sure. A sense of smoothness spread throughout his body. He didn't know what was happening, but he knew that he wanted to continue this dream.

The invisible wind hovers between the ruins' buildings, and there are silent shadows in the morning light. The silver-gray reflection of steel, the smooth arc of glazed glass, the irregular geometry and the hazy sunrise in the sky are divided into pieces of scenery by the window lattice, embedded in the rapidly changing environment.

The world has changed, becoming a world covered with frost and snow, with vast ice fields as far as the eye can see. Occasionally, the ancient song of a long whale comes from afar, deep and heavy like an unknown ocean current on the seabed, which has been going back and forth for thousands of years. The wind and snow are swirling, silently declaring their sovereignty over this land. Mo Yu silently advanced the process of the dream according to his feelings, so when a backlit silhouette approached him from a distance, he continued to walk along the induction in his heart.

The silhouette gradually got closer, and Mo Yu could see clearly that it was a sled. A team of furry sled dogs ran hard in front, followed by a man also wrapped in fur, and a round seal, which was firmly fixed to one side by a spear and dragged on the ice.

"where are you going?"

The person on the sled changed the direction and walked side by side with Mo Yu. He was wrapped too tightly, and Mo Yu could only tell from the voice that the person who came was a middle-aged man with a pair of bright and eager black eyes. Because of these eyes, his whole figure was like a flame dancing on the ice sheet, fresh and vivid. Warmth evokes the vitality of the ice and snow along the way.

"Go...find something that has nothing to do with you."

Mo Yu responded based on his feeling. Unexpectedly, other characters appeared. He was increasingly looking forward to what the subsequent development of a dream would be.

"But the storm is coming."

He pointed behind Mo Yu. The sky is slowly becoming cloudy, and the wind is picking up the snow on the ground, raising it into the air and letting it scatter in all directions. Mo Yu took a look and quickened his pace.

"Is it something important?" He also speeded up, "Do you want me to take you for a ride?"

"You don't have anything else to do?"

"I was going to the next hunting spot, but it doesn't matter. There are already prey anyway, so everyone won't be hungry." He pointed to the side of the sled, "Are you coming?"

Everyone? Mo Yu thought for a while and asked him: "Where are you going?"

"There." The man pointed in a direction, which happened to be in the same direction as Mo Yu sensed.

"Okay, I just happened to drop by, thank you very much." Mo Yu lowered his eyebrows and smiled softly, with gratitude in his words. He felt as if he was playing a role, but he still had no clue.

The sled slid smoothly like a giant fish in the white snow. The sled dogs are running in front, and the hot breath they exhale rises into white mist, and the monotonous scenery around the fields is awakened and flows, echoing the light and cheerful song of the ice and snow.

Mo Yu looked around silently, thinking about things in his mind.

"Aren't you cold?" Probably noticing Mo Yu's gaze, the man turned sideways and looked at Mo Yu, who was only wearing a coat, "The clothes you are wearing don't look very warm."

He took off the velvet hat on his head as he said, "Here, this is warm."

"Thanks, but no need."

The man was not embarrassed and put his velvet hat back on his head.

"I see... then, you should be one of those 'monster hunters', right? They always have some useful or strange things that we haven't seen before." He laughed again, turned around and called out The sled dogs on the left flank made their way around an inconspicuous crevice in the ground.

"I'm almost at my destination." Mo Yu said suddenly. The man also saw the house suddenly appearing in the distance, and he called the leading sled dog. It understands and leads a group of people to slowly slow down.

"What a pity. I wanted to talk to you more." The sled stopped steadily. The man watched Mo Yu turn over and waved to him.

"Then, goodbye!" The sled went away and disappeared among the shadows of the snow.

Mo Yu suddenly remembered who the man looked like, and didn't know what kind of expression he should make.

When Mo Yu stepped into the house, what he saw was the crackling fireplace, with wood and flames dancing together. The original feeling of invitation to fight has dissipated from its original sharpness and gradually softened.

"Are you here?" Mo Yu heard a tentative question in his ear, "If you don't come again, I won't be able to hold on anymore..." The tone of his voice slowly dropped, and the last few words were stretched out with grievance, as if It's helpless; at the end, I didn't forget to sigh, like the whimper of a small animal.

"I'm here." Mo Yu remained indifferent and continued to speak.

There was a soft "pop" sound, and something landed next to Mo Yu. He reached out and picked it up. It was a piece of dry biscuit.

The figure in the room had the same appearance as the figure who committed suicide in the ruins, which made Mo Yu feel very strange and had an indescribable sense of dissonance.

"Come, let's chat while eating..."

"He" seemed to start talking endlessly. "His" eyes were as bright as the morning sun in the dim light, and as bright as broken stars. The chain behind him moved occasionally as the story unfolded. "He" wanted to get closer to Mo Yu, but finally gave up because the chain was too heavy. The dry breath that came from nowhere enveloped Mo Yu's body, slightly alleviating the discomfort caused by the coldness.

"So you haven't come yet..." "He" suddenly paused and grinned, "In that case, don't come too early or too late."

"Can you explain it more clearly? I really can't find any clue." Mo Yu's brows furrowed tightly. The things that happened recently were very strange, first the journey to ancient times, and then this nonsensical dream.

"You will understand then. Goodbye." "He" strangled his neck until he suffocated and fell to the ground. His bright eyes were covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see clearly.

wake up……

……

The sun's rays rose again, illuminating the land. Through the cracks in the window, they all fell on the side of Mo Yu's face. He frowned and opened his eyes. In addition to the dazzling sunlight, there was also that familiar The beautiful face, the dark eyes blinked, full of concern.

Ding Yumian smoothed Mo Yu's frown and asked softly, "What's wrong? Is there anything bothering you?"

"No... I had an inexplicable dream." Mo Yu recalled the dream, but found that he couldn't recall it. He could only vaguely remember that you came early and you haven't come yet.

"And I still can't remember what kind of dream this is... Forget it, don't think about it, it's not very important anyway. Haven't we been together for a long time and dated? In the past three days, my time has been at your disposal! "

"Okay!"

　This chapter has 4,000 words. It’s normal for the content to feel vague and confusing, and it’s normal for you not to understand it. It contains the next two important plots, which you will understand later in the writing.

　　
　
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