After I quit the team, they chased me

So Simon decided to sign three people.

Upon hearing this, the three alchemists showed joy on their faces.

This is not selling oneself permanently, this is selling oneself for fifty years!

Fifty years later, the two young men were sixty-eight and sixty-nine years old.

Old Wim is 110 years old, but no one knows whether he can live to that age.

To old Wim, this period of time was no different from a contract to sell himself.

Simon set this time limit to take care of the two young people and leave the rest of their lives to them.

They dedicated their youth to the snow mountain adventure team, and Simon also gave the rest of his life back to them.

Old Wim thought it was a good thing that Simon was secretly giving welfare.

When looking at Simon, old Wim felt that Simon was a really kind person.

It could have been a contract to sell one's body, but it was turned into a long-term employment contract.

There are not many bosses with such a conscience.

"I agree."

The three of them said in unison.

Soon, Simon and the three men agreed on the details of the contract and discussed in detail the working hours, profit sharing and other things.

The next day, the contract between the three of them was officially signed, and they became the exclusive alchemists of the Snow Mountain Adventure Group.

The rest of the days were still spent quietly developing and improving my proficiency in the Chenbai dungeon.

Simon himself did not give up relying on self-study to learn four skills in his own field.

Of course, there are safety considerations for not going back immediately.

However, Simon saw that White Bones could realize his own substitute, and saw Little Shark rely on his combat instinct to awaken the Soul Sword Wave.

He felt that there was no need for him to be superstitious about the "Space Cube" prop.

Must it be this?

There is no need to be so unconfident.

First of all, Simon had come into contact with the Space Cube and had a fleeting inspiration.

Since this inspiration has been born, it will inevitably leave a mark in his mind.

Even though it was very faint, Simon tried hard to use his natural talents to bring it out, savor it again, and continue the broken inspiration.

Simon's talent is that of a dreamer. He has great creativity in dreams and a strong capacity for the spiritual world.

After a lunch.

Simon once again dragged everyone into the dream. After stretching the timeline, Simon left the crowd alone. Deep in the dream, he sat down quietly and recalled the feeling of touching the space cube.

He clenched his palms, imagining that the object in his hands was a space cube.

An illusory and infinitely spacious feeling spreads in the palm of your hand.

The above are his memories of the Space Cube.

After a while, a one-to-one replica of the Space Cube was simulated in the dream and floated quietly in the palm of my hand.

But holding the Space Cube, Simon felt that it was not real enough, and there was still something missing.

The internal structure of the real space cube is far more than this.

Simon's spatial experience at that time was very rich, and the sense of space he felt was a hundred times greater than it is now.

"It's not enough. I need to recall and dig deeper."

Simon shook his head and tried all night without success.

He found old Wim and asked him to make a bottle of spirit-stimulating potion.

"Enhance your memory? Your mental power is very strong, but can't you recall the feelings of the space system?"

"It's far from enough. A lot of feeling information is hidden by my insensitivity." Simon said.

Insensitivity is the opposite of sensitive consciousness. Simon is using this metaphor to describe the relatively dull side of himself, which is holding him back.

"you……"

Old Wim couldn't describe the feeling. It was the first time a customer made such a request, to reduce the dullness of the spiritual realm and increase sensitivity.

This is not a medicine for the physical side, but a chain metal potion that works on the spiritual realm.

There are alchemy potions in the town that can enhance the spiritual realm, but it is rare to find specific needs in this area.

“Can you do it?”

"Let me try," said old Wim.

Old Wim, who has already received financial support, has now begun to squander the money on large purchases in preparation for building a teleportation array.

If Simon wasn't the only financial backer, he wouldn't want to take on this hot potato.

Now he could only bite the bullet and study the potion that Simon mentioned, and leave the purchasing to his two apprentices.

a few days later.

After taking the medicine, Simon calmed down again. In his dream, he clenched his hands and replicated the appearance of the Space Cube in his hands.

He recalled more spatial feelings, but it was still far from enough and could not reach that level.

What's missing?

Simon recalled the details of the space cube again.

The details are there, but there seems to be something missing next to it.

What on earth is it?

Considering the talent of the dream maker profession, it should be easy to recall, but now it is so difficult.

This thing may not seem important, but it may be the key...

Hmm, wait, it seems there is something I haven’t remembered.

Simon frowned and tried hard to recall.

He closed his eyes, imagined the potion he had just drunk, uncorked the bottle, and drank it gulp by gulp, further reducing his insensitivity and increasing his sensitivity.

At this moment, Simon's invisible "touch" delved deeper beneath the sea of ​​memories and dug out more memory information, including some things that he could not understand.

Finally, the vague outline of something appeared faintly beside the space cube.

Hey, hey, hey.

The sound of stepping on the heart is like a mysterious drumbeat, beating at a specific rhythm.

Simon saw the invisible wall that isolated the space, and saw the flowing black mist hitting the wall violently, as if trying to devour his body.

He couldn't help but look closely and saw the tail of a earth dragon, golden feather wings, and the body of a earth dragon in the mist.

They were all things that were cut down by the Space Cube, simulated by the mist, and for reasons he could not understand, they were madly hitting the air wall.

Why were they hitting the space wall? Were they chasing him, or did they want to destroy him?

"I remember now, this is what's missing..." Simon suddenly woke up from his dream.

How could I have forgotten this? It's something that's easy to remember and not something that's very scary.

On the other hand, it is even stranger that this thing is hidden in the deepest part of his memory and cannot be easily recalled by him as a dreamer.

It was as if the brain selectively forgot the dangerous contents in order to protect him, or perhaps they had mysterious properties that Simon did not understand and could not be easily recalled.

Chapter 245 Half-step Four Stars

Simon woke up in shock and sensed the cooldown time of his skills.

He himself prolonged his dream time throughout the whole day.

Now that it is suddenly awakened and interrupted, the cooling time will naturally change.

After a rough sense, the dream realm skill was activated again after about ten minutes.

ten minutes later.

Simon entered the dream again and simulated the space cube.

By the way, things outside the invisible wall are also simulated.

This time, Simon looked carefully at what was outside the air wall.

It seemed like the palpitations just now had disappeared, and Simon could check around casually without feeling startled.

"That horrible weird feeling is gone." Simon muttered to himself.

He is now very sensitive and can perceive the changes in his own mood, and he is no longer afraid.

But before, at the first moment of recalling it, Simon felt subconsciously scared.

Now I don't feel afraid anymore and can observe these things made of mist normally.

It was obvious that the things he saw with his naked eyes were not missing. They were still the same things, hitting the air wall randomly, as if trying to swallow him.

Simon looked again and again and confirmed that the thing that frightened him had left.

Or perhaps the unknown memories have been transformed into known things, imprinted into his mind, and he is no longer afraid.

This may sound confusing, but that's how Simon feels.

"Very strange," Simon commented secretly, unable to find the specific reason.

Perhaps, things related to space involve some mysterious areas.

Now that Simon has stepped into the space realm, it may have attracted the attention of things wandering outside the real space, and he felt a moment of palpitations.

Now that the unknown attention is gone, Simon can take it easy.

Simon watched it in his dream for a whole day, and after confirming that there was no problem, he looked at the space cube in his hand in the next dream.

After the improvement of memory, the Space Cube has been completed in both external and internal forms, which completely shows him what "space" is.

Simon stared for a long time until his consciousness became vague and he sank into the vast and deep ocean of spatial scale in the haze, wandering aimlessly.

He couldn't describe where his soul was. He relied on his instinct to travel, looking for inspiration to materialize his dreams.

If dreams are related to reality, it must refer to the location of the dream in real space.

It stands to reason that dreams are imaginary and have no place in reality.

But dreams are imagined by the dreamer.

The connection of this position is naturally related to the dreamer's real position.

Bubbles of inspiration keep flashing in my mind.

His imagination transcends reality, his consciousness leaps to another level, and then follows his inspiration to calm down and return to reality.

Finally, a vague, indescribable, yet great inspiration for a new skill slowly formed in my heart.

Simon continued the inspirational experience that he had not completed last time.

At this moment, outside the invisible wall, things transformed from black mist were beating violently.

The sounds they release are very loud and can easily disturb people's minds.

But Simon has adapted to the space cube fabricated by dreams, and he knows what sounds are noise and what sounds are inspiration.

Simon subconsciously ignored noises that were useless or even harmful to him.

Gradually, the terrible sound coming from outside the invisible wall gradually weakened until it disappeared.

When Simon woke up from his dream again, he found himself lying on the soft and moist beach. The light blue sea water rushed onto the beach. Three full moons were hanging high in the sky, and another full moon had an egg head sticking out at the end of the sea level and was rising slowly.

Simon realized that this was the sea of ​​consciousness where the skill stars were located, and it was his own world of consciousness.

This is the boundary between dreaming and being awake. He can wake up at any time or continue to immerse himself in the world of consciousness.

He stared at the small moon on the sea level, and a line of words appeared in his mind.

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