Your notoriety is known to everyone.

"Saint, chief, do you have anything to do with me?" After regaining consciousness, Sacrasen quickly stood up, stroking his chest and leaning forward to salute.

"Sit down, let's talk slowly." Rogers motioned for Sacratson to take a seat, and then sat opposite him with Alice:

“My original intention in establishing the Rutgers Club was to solve the difficulties of students and provide them with the convenience they deserve.

"You have been taking credits frequently recently. Have you encountered any trouble?"

While explaining, Luo Gesi's eyes glanced at a rather quaint tome among the many books in front of Thackeresin, titled "Studies in the Age of Gods".

"I haven't encountered any trouble. Thank you for your concern." Saxon raised his hand to scratch his head and replied with a dry smile.

However, after he replied, they found that both Rogers and Alice were just looking at him quietly, as if they were still waiting for his answer.

"Do you two have any other questions?" Thackeresin asked doubtfully.

"I just want to ask, have you encountered any trouble because you have been taking credits frequently recently?" Rogers frowned slightly and repeated the question just now.

"I just answered that I didn't encounter any trouble..." When Saxon spoke, he looked at Rogoth's strange eyes and the saint's concentration and silence, and suddenly felt that the current atmosphere was a little inexplicable and strange.

"Are you really not in trouble?" Luo Gesi raised his hand to touch his forehead and glanced at Saxon without any concealment.

Thackeresin was about to answer for the third time, but suddenly forgot the answer to this question, and looked at Logos in a daze and confusion.

After a moment, he suddenly woke up and unconsciously wanted to stand up again, but he stiffened his body and stopped his movements. He spoke actively in a low and slow tone:

"Excuse me, how many times have I answered your questions just now, and how many times have I answered them without any trouble?"

When Luo Gesi heard the question, his expression was full of strangeness, and he slowly raised two fingers towards the other party.

"Then why did you ask again just now..." Sacraesen's voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke, his eyes gradually widened, and he said in disbelief:

"You mean, I just answered your question? This is my third answer. No, it could be the second time, but which second time..."

While mumbling to himself, he put his fingers in his hair, rubbing his head and thinking about the scene just now.

He thought that Luo Gesi might be teasing him, but when he saw the saint beside Luo Gesi, he felt that this possibility was slim.

Even though there are rumors that the saint was bewitched by Logos, many students can conclude that apart from the establishment of the credit policy, the noble character of the saint has not changed at all.

"The glory of the gods shines in the sky, the trials of the gods fill the earth, and the mottos of the gods must be implemented..." Luo Gesi flipped through the "A Study of the Age of Gods" and recited the content describing the age of mythology.

Seeing this, Thackereson was startled again. He had no idea when Rogoth took the "Age of Gods Study". The time and space he perceived seemed to have a crack that he didn't know existed out of thin air.

Luo Gesi was very satisfied after seeing the other party's reaction. He had just used [Ignorance Bonus] and [Time Stop Bonus], and [Ignorance Bonus] was still blocked by his and Alice's double [Enlightenment Bonus]. Blessed by Alice's unique [Hidden Special Code].

"It's okay if it's the gods enshrined in the Pantheon, their blessings are often harmless, but it's much worse for the gods in the Abyss and the Abyss of Anarchy, especially the Abyss of Anarchy, where you can't even tell Is what the other party sends down a blessing or a curse?"

Luo Gesi pushed "A Study in the Age of Gods" back in front of Sacred Sen, but Sa Cresen was silent. He originally wanted to ask Luo Gesi why he suddenly opened the book and started reading, and what happened in the middle, but I was afraid that my secret would be involved, so I endured it forcefully.

"Classmate Reza? Are you okay?" Alice raised her hand and waved it in front of Thackereson's eyes, asking with concern.

"My Lady Saint, my name is..." Sacratsen wanted to correct his name, but suddenly realized that he didn't know what his name was.

"Sacreson-san, I think you might be able to find time to go to the healing center, which would be good for you." Alice spread her fingers widely, releasing the radiance of healing to the other party:

"My God-Guardian Special can only temporarily stabilize your mind. Only a professional mentor can really help you. I may not be able to help you like this next time you encounter such troubles.

"This is not only good for you, but also reduces the worries of the students around you."

Alice's words floated in Saxon's ears. He wanted to ask why going to the healing center would reduce the worries of the classmates around him. Why did the saint show an attitude as if she was here just to trouble her?

After the light dissipated, Rogers tapped his finger on the table, trying to call out to the dazed Sacratson, and said in a tone as if he had just met him for the first time:

"Good morning, are you in any trouble?"

Chapter 4 Let Me Play (k)

There was an unconcealable confusion in Sacraesen's pupils. His eyes were wandering, sometimes staring at the books on the bookshelf not far away, sometimes looking at the neat pile in front of the table, as if he had never opened it. books.

He felt like a sailboat that had broken anchor, unable to determine where he was, and could only follow the broken turbulent waves in confusion.

"Out of order..."

Thackereson chewed words that were difficult to hear in his mouth like babble. He reached out and picked up "A Study of the Age of Gods" and turned to the part related to the Abyss of Disorder. His thoughts couldn't help but surge up.

As for the questions that Rogers raised to him, he simply ignored them.

"Stabilize his mind, I hope it will be of some use." Rogers frowned slightly, his expression solemn and serious. He carefully observed Sacratson's face, trying to read more from the other person's expression. Information.

Alice used the [God Protector's Special] very obediently on her. After Thackereson felt the tranquility in his mind, he raised his head and looked at the two people sitting opposite him.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally thought of the secret he was carrying, and said with a forced smile: "Thank you both for your concern, I didn't encounter any big trouble."

"Okay, I wish you a happy life." Rogers gently held his monocle, picked up the cane beside the chair, and stood up to say goodbye without saying anything more.

Alice also stood up. She looked at the little anxiety and uneasiness in Saxon's eyes, and finally told him to go to the healing center as soon as possible, otherwise big problems would really occur.

When the two of them walked out of the big library together, the sky outside had not changed much.

"So although there is currently no aura of the Chaos Abyss on Thackereson's body, you can already detect the danger behind him with your intuition, right?"

Logos used his magic power to raise a sound barrier. He looked at the blue sky, listened to the many pieces of information narrated by Alice, and replied in summary.

"Yes, he makes me feel like a deeply buried explosive crystal that may explode at any time." Alice responded with approval.

The two then chatted a few more words about this. Finally, when approaching the dormitory area of ​​Hilmi Academy, Alice turned to the Sage Tower to prepare to receive the guidance from the vice-principal.

Rogers first came to the Dashu Library and borrowed a few books related to the Abyss of Discord. When he was about to leave the library, he suddenly collected several tomes related to the Sleepless Country.

By the time he returned to his cabin, it was almost noon.

"Welcome home." Lufia, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book, raised her eyes and saw Rogers' figure and shouted softly.

Rogers nodded to Lufia in response. He leaned his cane against the door, hung his uniform and windbreaker on the hanger, and then walked to the desk and laid out all the borrowed books.

"How's the situation?" Alina was sitting aside, studying the Theory of Elements. After Rogers sat down, she asked curiously.

"Unexpectedly, the seeds have been planted, and then it's time to water them. I had an idea about this not long ago, but I don't know if it can really be unfolded." Rogers clasped his fingers together and stretched his arms forward. Hold your own muscles and bones.

Erina glanced at several books related to Sleepless Country placed in front of Rogers, glanced at Lufia, and then looked back at Rogers.

Luo Gesi just nodded slightly, and then began to absorb knowledge.

Is it because of the existence of Sleepless Country that living beings can dream? Or was it because of the dreams of living beings that contributed to the birth of the Sleepless Land?

These two questions have existed since ancient times, and many scholars have had protracted debates about them. However, to this day, these two questions have always been around, and no one can give conclusive evidence or inferences.

However, with the development of the times, one thing has gradually become a consensus, that is, dreams are just dreams, and sleepless country is sleepless country.

Although there is some connection between dreams and sleepless land, the two are ultimately two different places and cannot be completely confused.

As time goes by, the sun slowly tilts towards the west, the sky gradually becomes lighter, and the sunlight gradually changes from dazzling golden to warm yellow, casting a gentle and soft light.

During this period, Luo Gesi only occasionally ate a few pastries handed over by Alina. The rest of the time he spent the rest of the time cramming in relevant knowledge about Sleepless Country, and even used the [Enlightenment Special Code] to help speed up the process.

It wasn't until the last orange-red afterglow gradually disappeared on the horizon, replaced by the twinkling of stars and the whirling of the moon, that he took a short rest, got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When she returned to the bedroom, Lufia's eyes looked at Rogers sitting cross-legged on the bed from time to time. Every time she cast her gaze, she could find him looking at her as if he was thinking about something.

She was anxious for a moment, then tried to muster up the courage, picked up a book and held it respectfully to Luo Gesi:

"I'm sorry, this was given to me by my classmates. It was not something I wanted to see..."

Rogers was slightly stunned when he heard this. He stared at the pamphlet handed over by Lufia, and took it over suspiciously and looked at it a few times. It was these few glances that made the corner of his mouth twitch slightly.

The content of the book is the story of a demon king who disguised himself as a student, sneaked into a magic academy, bewitched dozens of innocent girls along the way, persecuted countless outstanding students, and was finally expelled back to the demon world by a brave man who had gone through many obstacles.

The Demon King in the book did not have a given name and was always referred to as Demon King. Logos could easily detect who this Demon King was based on.

"Any more?" Rogers asked calmly.

He was originally thinking about whether Lufia's ability could lead many people into dreams if it was enhanced by the [Enlightenment Special Code]. If not, what type of sacrifice would he have to go through to improve Lufia to this level? , and whether he can directly master this ability himself.

It's just that I didn't expect that the other party would be able to give such a gift before formally speaking.

"This is the only one for now." Lufia hesitated.

"Okay." Rogers nodded lightly and returned the book to Lufia very tolerantly. He did not continue to ask questions. He only planned to find Derek tomorrow and ask him to help find out which great writer it was. This masterpiece was written by.

Then he got down to business and explained his thoughts to Lufia in detail.

"It's okay. I've taken Alina to play in the dreamland many times." Lufia said something very simply that surprised Rogers.

"Why didn't you call me?" Luo Gesi was silent for a while and asked with a strange expression.

Lufia opened her mouth to speak, but hesitated. Before she could really speak, Alina, who had finished washing in the bathroom, opened the door and returned to the bedroom. She caught a glimpse of the two people's expressions, thought for a moment and then said to Roger. :

"If she was asking about dreams, you didn't ask her before, and there was no need for you to join the girls' pajama party, right?"

"Is it really just a pajama party?" Rogers raised his hand to support his chin, looking at Elena seriously and asked. He always felt that the other party might be persecuting him in fantasy.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, let me go in and play tonight too."

Seeing that Alina didn't reply immediately, he was too lazy to dwell on such insignificant things, so he reached out and patted the sheets twice, signaling the two of them to get into bed quickly.

When the lights in the bedroom went out and there was no more light in the room, Lufia lay in the middle tonight, holding the palms of Alina and Logos in her hands.

The process of falling into a dream was completely different from what Rogers imagined. After his eyelids gradually became heavy, he felt as if his body was sinking towards an unknown place under the tug of Lufia.

As he closed his eyes, before his thoughts could completely break away from reality, he saw some blurry pictures in the darkness, which seemed to be fragments of the past and fragments of memories, slowly emerging in his consciousness.

These memories are sometimes clear and sometimes blurry, making him seem to be on the border between the past and the present.

"Logos, come here!"

A clear and distant call came slowly, like a breeze blowing through Luo Gesi's thoughts. He searched for the source of the sound, constantly pushing himself to sink, sink, sink...

Until the colorful pictures suddenly exploded in front of his eyes, and he suddenly felt that he was on a boundless sea of ​​clouds, feeling an unprecedented lightness and freedom.

"It's so real, it doesn't look like a dream at all..." Luo Gesi clenched and unclenched his fists slightly, and then rubbed his pajamas a few times, feeling the reality of this lucid dream.

After he roughly learned how to control his body, he rushed under the clouds.

With the sound of the strong wind in my ears, the land covered with lush green grass came into view, undulating like waves and bathed in the sunshine.

"It's really magical." Rogers stepped barefoot on the clean grass, and the breeze blew through the grass blades, making a rustling sound.

In front of him was an extremely familiar cabin, no different from the St. Helte dormitory in his reality.

"This is all Lufia's dream. She has given us the authority to build things at will. Regarding the natural environment here, you can knead them like the creator."

Erina walked up to Logos and after telling him, relied on her past experience to teach Logos how to shape Lufia's dream.

The method is not that complicated. In Luogesi's opinion, it is very similar to plastic magic.

After tinkering with a few stone sculptures for a while and feeling that he had almost mastered them, he reminded Alina and Lufia aloud, stretched out his hands and began to shape the land.

The original grassland quickly turned into a mess of rocks, gravel and black volcanic rocks, and then dark green moss sprouted from the ground again, covering the ground with a thick carpet.

After completing the magnificent tundra landscape, Rogers waved his hand and summoned the towering mountains, the cold and solemn glaciers, the winding and calm fjords, and finally the endless sea surrounding the earth.

In his previous life, he always had the desire to go to Iceland, but he never arrived until his death. This place could make up for some of his regrets.

Then there are the magnificent Romanesque temples, the Gothic Cologne Cathedral, the Baroque Trevi Fountain...

Buildings with different styles were erected one after another. Elena and Lufia kept scanning the overwhelming changes around them.

"It's a pity that they are just vague outlines. Even if the memories can be clearly displayed, they can only be as rough as this." Luo Gesi sighed in his heart.

He originally wanted to build a few more wooden pavilions to remember his hometown, but in the end he chose to give up in order to avoid ruining the style of the painting and making the two people around him suspicious.

But even so, the way the two looked at Logos became completely different. Lufia was in pure admiration because she had never done such a thing.

Alina thought a little more. After thinking for a moment, she spoke to the rising Rogges: "Would it be good for you to change the cultural landscape of the world?"

"Yes." Rogers replied casually. He felt that this was not even a secret.

"I can help you." Alina said seriously.

"Okay." Luo Gesi continued to answer casually, and then continued to enjoy the fun of kneading the world without stopping. This was even happier than "Minecraft".

I don't know how long it took, until the sun rose on the horizon, Luo Gesi returned to the real world from his dream.

Lufia tried her best to open her eyes, her eyes full of sleepiness. For the first time, she discovered that supporting a dream also requires a huge amount of energy, especially after the large amount of stuffing by Logos who seemed to have unlimited creativity. She was only able to maintain the dream. It feels like running out of energy.

"If you can create a better dream world and pull others into dreams through other media, it will definitely help with a lot of things." Rogers reached out and rubbed Lufiya's fluffy blond hair, thinking about it.

Because of the characteristics of dreams, he can completely insert "non-existent memories" into people, or pretend to be a ghost.

Especially for the role of information dissemination, if he can be allowed to dream at any time to meet believers from all over the world, it will bring a wave of unimaginable benefits.

And he develops his own organization, which is a powerful ability that can be turned into a cornerstone.

Unfortunately, the skills related to Sleepless Land or Dreamland are too scarce. He has read so many tomes, but he has never seen a strong person who is famous for his Dreamland skills.

The current illusion trial at the Gate of Saint Helte is also the result of continuous updates and iterations by sages throughout the ages, and it is not a complete dream.