Summoning Contract

Qin Luming was filled with doubt, but it wasn't the first time he'd been in this position. Realizing it was the same scene he'd witnessed last night, Qin Luming gradually calmed his mind.

Where was that voice?

Last night, Qin Luming had kept hearing an imperious young girl's voice repeating the words that had burrowed into his mind:

"Are you summoning me?"

"Are you summoning me?"

"Are you summoning me?"

Qin Luming hadn't summoned anyone... In fact, his current situation felt more like he'd been summoned here; he was the one being summoned.

Should I jump down and see?

The thought suddenly surfaced, startling Qin Luming and making him step back a few paces. Jumping down might send him to another world, and he wasn't prepared for that at all.

Qin Luming looked up, focusing his gaze. At the end of the void, he had once felt the presence of the voice's owner.

Now, there was no one there. Only large, glowing white block-like objects.

He counted them carefully. There were dozens, appearing incredibly massive compared to the surrounding star rivers and nebulae, though relatively thin.

As the dazzling white light gradually faded, Qin Luming could see fine, dense black specks on those white blocks.

Words!

Scattered throughout the void, so vast it could encompass countless worlds, those white blocks were actually sheets of paper covered in writing!

It looked like paper that needed to be measured on an interstellar scale, stacked one on top of another, with a complex and intricate rune imprinted on them.

Each sheet bore a complex, indescribable rune. Once imprinted on every sheet, the stack of paper transformed into a beam of white light, traversing countless surrounding worlds and disappearing into the void.

"Summoning Contract has been signed."

The young girl's voice, which Qin Luming remembered vividly, finally spoke again. It was still the same cold, imperious tone, but with an alluring texture, like a gentle massage on his eardrums.

"What summoning contract?" Qin Luming couldn't help but shout into the void.

There was no response.

"What summoning contract?"

Qin Luming shouted again. As there was no response, his ears were uncomfortably assailed by a noisy commotion from not far away.

He suddenly sat up, looking around. He had returned from his dream. He was now sitting in his tent, panting.

Qin Luming quickly felt his hands and body, patted his cheeks. Unlike the last time he had a dream, there were no lingering side effects like a fever, surging blood, or general discomfort.

It seemed that having experienced such a dream once had made him more adaptable.

Now, his breathing was only slightly rapid.

Qin Luming recalled the dream he'd just had. Without any witnesses to corroborate, he couldn't even be sure if it was just a dream that a normal person could understand, or if he had actually traveled to a "dream world" and then returned.

While he was dreaming, was his body still in the tent? Qin Luming decided to set up a camera to monitor his body before falling asleep tonight. If his body remained in the tent, it would mean he was just dreaming. If his body disappeared, it would mean there was a physically existing "dream world" that he had traveled into.

What was the deal with that voice in his dream? Was it created by his own consciousness in the dream, or was it a real, mysterious person?

Qin Luming had no way of knowing.

Most importantly, there was the phrase "Summoning Contract has been signed." When was it signed? Could it be a contract for him to summon this mysterious person? But Qin Luming was certain he hadn't prayed to summon any mysterious entity to his side, let alone signed any contract.

Those sheets of paper, imprinted with complex runes, were probably the summoning contract he had signed.

He hoped this was just a dream. Qin Luming touched his damp hair, spacing out for a while, and gradually heard the clamor from the neighboring campsite growing more and more oblivious.

Fortunately, he was awake, and he didn't have any morning grumpiness. Qin Luming fumbled for his watch as he moved, checked the time, put on his watch, and opened the small tent window to check the sky. The weather was indeed good today. Whether it would change later was unknown, but it was definitely good enough to watch the sunrise illuminate the golden dam.

Qin Luming wasn't interested in joining the crowd. While recalling the dream, he slowly got dressed and tidied his hair in the tent. Only after the people from the neighboring campsite passed by his tent did he emerge to wash up and prepare breakfast.

The sky was already ablaze with fiery clouds. Perhaps it was this redness that dispelled some of the chill from the mountain wind. Although Qin Luming's purpose for coming here wasn't camping, waking up in the wilderness now felt quite good. Yang Xiaoyan and her group's campsite was still here, and they would likely return to rest later. After they left, Qin Luming could release Zuozuo and Caicai and take them to play here for a couple of days.

The dam was still there, which meant Zhou Nan hadn't come last night. Qin Luming felt like he was waiting by the stump for a rabbit, but he couldn't be sure who the rabbit was that would run into it.

The sunrise was beautiful. Qin Luming ate breakfast while watching the sunrise. After a while, as the sun climbed higher, Qin Luming unexpectedly saw Che Yun emerge from the tent of the neighboring campsite. She hadn't gone with Yang Xiaoyan and Brother Paris to the dam to photograph the sunrise.

Che Yun glanced at Qin Luming, then expressionlessly took out a yoga mat, found a flat spot, and started doing yoga with music playing.

Che Yun still had a good figure. The distant mountain ranges also had such undulating curves. Her face, bathed in sunlight, looked vibrant and energetic. She had clearly changed into her clothes in the tent, her form-fitting yoga outfit accentuating the figure of the young woman to perfection.

Qin Luming smiled. He had no interest in these ordinary girls in the real world. His only hope was that after his novel was signed and promoted, and after it gained many readers, he could abandon his novel... and then he would have a chance to summon the female protagonist from his novel...

Thinking of this, Qin Luming's mouth fell open in surprise. He finally realized... he had wanted to summon someone!

He wanted to summon the female protagonist he had created in his novel!

Could this be a premonition before personally experiencing a novel character coming into the real world? Qin Luming's mouth hung open in excitement, staring ahead in disbelief. This was a thousand times more exciting than secretly observing someone else's novel characters!

Wait... those sheets of paper filled with writing that he saw in his dream, weren't they his novel contract that he signed with the website yesterday? And those complex runes imprinted on the paper, weren't they the official seal?

Qin Luming froze at this thought. He suddenly felt like he was really overthinking things... If it were a real summoning contract, how could it be legal documents from the real world! And if a contract needed a seal, how could it be the official seal from the website's legal department!

It seemed the dream from last night was truly just a dream... The disappointment that followed the wild joy made Qin Luming incredibly dejected. He took a bite of the canned New Southwest Abalone, which tasted terrible.