Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

"...I may be too old. I have never encountered such a thing in my life." Miles took off his glasses tiredly and rubbed his temples: "To be honest, the purpose of our coming here is to avoid things that seem to be 'beyond the human scope'." The old man smiled bitterly and looked at Nagini: "I didn't expect..."

Things are getting more and more troublesome.

Nagini smiled: "Unless you think these two children are suffering from delusional disorder."

Damn it.

Why did everything happen to him? He just wanted to teach peacefully, spend his old age steadily, die in a warm bed without any illness, lie in a coffin, and leave a large fortune to Cobb and his children.

How come everything happens to him?

—— Miles didn’t know whether the so-called ‘beautiful sister’ was the protection of some local god, but he was sure that his plan to run away with the child was almost ruined…

God knows if the monster will hurt his children in their dreams once they leave a certain range.

Before she knew it, Mori Yuesa came to the old man and handed him a strange-shaped lollipop with a smile - the candy was pressed into the shape of a thin notebook.

"You've seen a bigger world, Miles." As he stuffed the candy into the old woman's hands, her face suddenly seemed very distant to Miles.

It has the appearance of a human, but his consciousness denies the possibility of being "human".

The female creature leaned forward dangerously and excitedly, fangs extended, forcing the old man to lean back.

"You have seen a bigger world, so you should die with no regrets. Aren't you happy?"

Her home is behind the aurora, and it opens its eyes when the clock passes the fifth mark; following the moon, along the stream, leaving the withered grass and trees behind, she walks towards the lakeside where lush and gorgeous flowers are blooming.

The female monster in the center of the lake will offer her favorite fruits and vegetables.

Nagini coughed at the right time.

"Ahem... Master, Mr. Miles."

The illusion of lightness vanished like a soap bubble.

When I opened my palm, there was only a black lollipop in the shape of a note.

Chapter 32 Miles's Little Secret

"You were just hallucinating, Miles."

"Although I am old, I can still tell the difference between the real and the fake."

"It's a hallucination, Miles."

"I don't think current projection equipment can realistically project a whole galaxy..."

"Hallucination, Miles."

"Even if you say so, I will—"

"Well, my master and I are not human."

Nagini simply said this.

"Oh..." Miles was stunned. He immediately lowered his head and muttered: "Oh, I guess I am hallucinating..."

puff.

This old man is so interesting.

Nagini gave a rare sincere smile, though most of it was directed at Philippa: "What did you mean by the method of 'entering dreams'?"

"That's very dangerous." The old man looked at Nagini scrutinizingly: "You have to make sure it's really as you say."

What exactly was that 'beautiful sister' that Philippa and James had seen in their dreams, what was its purpose, and how long it could protect its children from the claws of that monster - these were all in doubt.

He can only believe in himself.

He had to find a way to get into the dream and give the monster a big mouth like the old professor of architecture.

He couldn't leave his children to rely on an unknown thing for protection.

The good news is…

This was very easy for Miles.

So, some secrets have to be told to them.

Ok.

Little secret.

I really don't understand old people.

"Somnacin, a drug that can induce dreams."

Miles pushed up his glasses and muttered:

"With the help of a machine, you can upload your consciousness and enter the target's dream."

"Doesn't sound like a good thing?"

"In fact, it is just as you said." A trace of regret flowed out from behind the glasses, and Miles lowered his eyes: "Some small mistakes. Small mistakes that I should have stopped in time... Let's not talk about those. Miss Nagini, are you clear now?"

Nagini elegantly hooked the handle of the cup and sipped the hot tea. She blinked her eyes and said, "A little bit. Mr. Miles, I'm beginning to be curious: I heard before that you are a professor of architecture? A little secret, huh?"

The old man knew what the graceful and elegant maid wanted to ask.

"That doesn't stop me from being interested in the most cutting-edge technology. That's the machine I introduced to you. It's a machine that can upload and link consciousness. In simple terms - it can be used to infiltrate the target's dream."

Nagini noticed the word 'goal' the old man said.

what does this mean?

"It means it's another irrelevant story about Cobb...he..." Miles didn't want to talk about his dead daughter's husband. He waved his hand and said, "Don't ask too much, Miss Nagini. His story is not relevant to our current predicament."

Nagini nodded. She knew that if Philippa and James' lives had not been threatened, this well-hidden old professor would never have shown this thing to her - a stranger, just a temporary roommate for a week or two at most.

"I really don't want to." Miles sighed, lowered his head, and took out a cloth to wipe his glasses. "Entering dreams is a magical and dangerous thing." The old man shook his head: "I have seen many people indulge in it and even give up their real life."

Wiping the lenses, the old man glanced at Nagini and said, "...after a while, they can no longer distinguish between what is real and what is fake."

Nagini thought Miles was exaggerating.

How can people not tell the real from the fake?

"Because it's not long enough." The old man smiled and said, "Many people think so at first, but when they experience the freedom of creation and exist as the master in their own dreams. Miss Nagini, the temptation of the Creator is much greater than you think."

Dive into the dream…

"Your curiosity is satisfied, huh? Let's talk business, girl." Miles knocked on the table to wake up Nagini who was in a trance: "The reason why I told you is because this thing cannot be operated by one person alone. Since you proposed the idea of ​​trying it..."

——Nagini said she had received professional training, so it seems that she would be more useful than her own old arms and legs, right?

"I can take you into Nancy's dream. But the premise is that you can ensure your own safety."

Miles warned her seriously: "Nagini, are you sure? I can't face the questioning gaze again. Especially from that child."

Mori Tsukisa.

"I don't want to be accused of losing her maid or... lover." Miles teased, "You have to tell me the truth. Philippa and James' safety is indeed the first priority, but I am not shameless enough to deceive you and your master into this weird thing."

"Although I am very old, I have seen too many shameless people."

Nagini looked at Miles in surprise.

It was surprising that she thought that in the face of the crisis of his granddaughter and grandson, this old man would not care about fooling her... and anyone who could help him.

Nagini didn't answer, but asked: "You know that the damage you suffer in a dream will be reflected on your body in reality, right?"

If you die in your dreams, you will die in reality too.

Miles did not answer. He turned his head to look in the direction of the main building and replied to her with the same sentence: "You know what Philippa and James mean to me."

A grandfather's anger.

"Why Nancy?"

"Philippa and James are too young. Mengsu may have adverse effects on their bodies."

There is nothing wrong with this statement... Well, even if there is, it is just a little trick between close and distant relatives.

"I understand completely, Mr. Miles." Nagini refilled the old man's cup of hot tea. "Have you ever thought about this? You are facing a 'supernatural phenomenon', but you choose to fight it with technology?"

"If entering the dream doesn't work, or if we can't do anything about the monster, Miles, what are you going to do?"

"I'm Philippa and James's parent. What do you think I should do?" The old man with sharp eyes showed a dangerous smile: "No matter what it is, at least in terms of dreams, I still have a little... grasp."

A little bit?

You don't seem as humble as you say you are.

Miles turned his wrist, and at that moment, Nagini discovered that the dying old man suddenly radiated a kind of dazzling brilliance and momentum.

"I'm beginning to wonder if you're a professor of architecture."

The old man tilted his eyebrows, with a meaningful look on his face: "I am also beginning to doubt whether you and Mori Yuesha are two 'ordinary people' from Japan."

The maid and the architecture professor smiled at each other.

Don't be ridiculous. Would an ordinary person give himself that kind of hallucination? The feeling that the child just gave him was just like the 'thing' that appeared in his class. Only, it was friendlier and more...

Naughty...

A little bit?

'My master and I are not human' - is this a joke?

"Where do we start?" the maid asked sincerely, "Intravenous infusion, and then, a body full of tubes?"

Miles laughed: "It's not that scary. Sometimes, everything starts before you realize it."

Nagini's long eyebrows frowned inwards: "What?"

The old man raised his hand with a smile, rested his arm on the table, supported his chin, and looked at the confused maid calmly: "Nagini, have you ever had a dream?"

"Often in the past."

"Is there anything you can't remember at all?"

"Um... the beginning?"

With a start, Nagini reacted.

"Yes."

Miles pointed to the inverted main building not far away. The dome was covered with concrete buildings of varying heights from top to bottom. The earth seemed to be buried with countless curled pythons, with rumbling blood vessels bulging out in the rock and soil.

"Do you remember how we got here?"

Chapter 33 Dream Building

Nagini woke up from her bed.

Miles was lying on another bed not far from her. A thin hose was inserted into the arms of both of them, connecting them to the round table between the beds.

A rectangular machine with a very high-tech feel.

"Was I just in a dream?"

Nagini felt bad.

If she didn't realize it was a dream...

"It's a novel experience, isn't it?" Miles rubbed his aching head and sat up from the bed. He noticed that Nagini was thinking about something with a bad look on her face, so he changed his mind and smiled: "I guess you are worried about not being able to distinguish between dreams and reality."

Nagini slowly raised her head, her face serious: "That's right. It's too dangerous... this thing."

It really makes it hard to tell what's real from what's fake.

Nagini, who knew her own identity, was a "card" and was completely unaware that she was in a dream under the influence of that small machine. As a maid who was born in an earlier era and in a special environment, she was still unable to change her point of view: she was somewhat unable to accept the so-called technology surpassing magic...

"Think about Tony Stark, my creator, Nana. You really should change. Imhotep and Ansuna are much more 'advanced' than you - what era are they from?"

'Three thousand years ago...'