The initially tense atmosphere was interrupted by this, and Firefly quickly came to his senses.
Morien is not True Sting, he is just a Pathstrider of [Propagation].
However, Morien himself does not hide the "aura" that belongs to Swarm at all, so that knowledgeable people can recognize at a glance that it is Path Power that belongs to [Propagation].
"I'm very sorry. For some reasons, I'm a little stressed."
After realizing that it was his fault, Firefly apologized sincerely to Morien.
Even if there is no special reason, it is inappropriate to suddenly show hostility to strangers.
"It's okay, I understand." Morien waved his hand to express his understanding.
The country was destroyed by Swarm, and anyone who sees Swarm will not look good on it.
Considering that there is probably no description of herself in Firefly's script, Morien is not going to reveal her identity as "Stellaron Hunters" here.
Overall, this was not a big deal. The two simply said a few words and separated again.
Sampo continued to wander around with Morien, and Firefly also continued to check the map in her hand.
Morien has no intention of staying with her at all.
If he remembers correctly, Firefly will make himself a wanted criminal in these two days, and then give him a chance to show off that he is a hero and save the beauty, and pretend to be pitiful in front of Xing.
So Morien does not intend to be wanted together with her.
In the second dimension, as long as the streets and alleys are filled with wanted posters, no matter who they are, they will be unable to defeat even passerby NPCs and will be chased everywhere.
This is common sense.
However, now that he has met Firefly, there is one thing that he is particularly curious about----
"Sampo, is there a dessert shop near here?" Morien asked.
"Hmm----Yes, here, there is one over there." Sampo pointed towards the distance.
Ten minutes later, in a dessert shop.
Morien and Sampo were sitting in a booth in the store. Sampo had a burger and a drink in front of him, and Morien had a piece of cake in front of him.
"Brother, the taste of this thing is not good." Sampo reminded me kindly while drinking the drink.
"I have indeed heard of it," Morien poked the cake in front of him with a fork, "But if it tastes good, then I won't buy it yet."
"Hahaha, that's right." Sampo nodded with a smile.
This is indeed a pretty good reason.
I poked it and it felt pretty elastic.
This cake is called "Oak Cake Roll", and it resembles a piece of oak from its appearance to its ingredients.
Morien is curious about this.
He remembered that Firefly liked eating this kind of cake very much, and would eat one every day in his dream, but the taste of this kind of cake was rather unpleasant.
It is said that except for the soft texture, it tastes like chewing wood.
He put a small piece into his mouth, chewed it twice and then swallowed it.
At the entrance, Morien's expression suddenly became a little weird.
"Tsk----" He said "tsk" in a low voice.
"How is it?" Sampo asked with a smile, "Let me tell you, this food is not delicious."
"If you are willing, I can recommend a few models to you."
"No need, I don't like desserts very much. I came here just out of curiosity."
Morien answered.
At this time, he paused and seemed to hear something.
This made him tilt his head, and then he reached out and pulled in the air, opening a gap.
Behind the opening are several small insects looking curiously outside.
Morien reached out and touched it, then picked up the cake and poured it in.
He just heard the children's voices.
He didn't really want to eat it, so he decided to give it to the children.
The children really like this. After all, there are many vegetarian bugs in Swarm, and they are not resistant to the taste of "blocks of wood".
Morien guessed that Firefly would like this kind of thing, and there may be some reasons for this.
Firefly was also Pathstrider of [Propagation]. In a sense, the entire Glamoth Iron Cavalry can be regarded as a "humanoid Swarm".
Therefore, "oak", a plant that is relatively popular with insects, is probably not unpalatable to Firefly.
However, the taste of Morien is still more human-like.
"Go and order a UFO Burger set meal for me." Morien wiped his mouth and said to Sampo.
"Okay." Sampo stood up and walked towards the ordering entrance.
UFO Burger is just a lot of normal food.
This is just a burger, but there is a large layer in the middle. It looks like a small "ring" is sandwiched in the middle of the burger.
It is said that many Halovian protested against the appearance of this food.
In comparison, Oak Cake Roll is indeed a simple "dark cuisine".
If it must be said, the existence of this thing itself is a by-product of the wealthy people's pursuit of "the flu".
It is said that poor people on some marginal planets would add sawdust to bread to ensure that they are full. This practice later evolved into a quirk of the wealthy class to express the meaning of "remembering the bitter and thinking of the sweet".
But Morien thinks this is purely leisure and feels that this thing is worthless.
If you have this time to "remember the bitter and think of the sweet", it is better to take more stairs.
Soon, Sampo came back with a set meal.
Although the food at Penacony must be freshly made, there are no pre-made dishes.
But after all, this is the interstellar world, and even if it's freshly prepared food, it only takes less than three minutes from ordering to delivery.
"I'm a little tired." Morien asked while eating, "Do I have to go back to the real world if I want to rest?"
In dreams, the body will not be tired, but the spirit will.
"If you want to rest, you can book a room at the Reverie Hotel and have a rest." Sampo suggested.
"I already have a room." Morien was a little confused by Sampo's words.
"I know," Sampo nodded, "I mean, the Reverie Hotel in the dream."
"Huh?" Morien was even more confused, "I obviously have a hotel room, so why would I book another hotel room in my dream?"
The Family is crazy about money?
"Because there is no way to sleep in a dream," Sampo patiently explained, "So, if you want to further rest in a dream, you need to order a special room and spend money to buy the emotion of exhaustion, so that you can finally rest."
"However, this kind of rest is not actually falling asleep, but a unique technology of the Family. It is similar to a SPA and is designed to completely relax the body."
"The effect is hundreds of times better than real sleep."
"Of course, if you don't want to, you can leave the dreamland through the gate of Golden Hour". You can go back to your room directly and rest in your own room."
There is also a bed in the room of the Reverie Hotel, where you can sleep, so that guests will not sleep in Dream Pool.
However, if you sleep in a room, you will definitely not be as comfortable as sleeping in a dream. After all, dreams do not require logic, and you can directly embody the concept of "comfort" and make it into a massage bed.
"So that's it." Morien nodded, "Then go and order one."
He turned on his phone, looked at the time, and flipped through the money in his electronic wallet.
"Do you want to book? You can give me the money and I will book a room for you." Morien turned his head and looked at Sampo.
He has Dream Passport, which gives him a 30% discount on things he buys. "I'll give you a 20% discount then, and I'll earn some handling fees for the rest."
This can be regarded as the "experience" summarized by Morien and Sampo after shopping around for the day.
When Morien buys something, he helps Sampo buy a few or a dozen more copies, and he gives a 30% discount. Sampo buys it at a 20% discount on the original price, and then sells it to others at a slightly lower price than other scalpers.
This is rare, after all, people who own "Dream Passport" never bother to be scalpers.
After such a day of shopping, the money in Morien's wallet actually increased.
"Hehehe," Sampo rubbed his hands and smiled, "I'd better forget it."
"It's not easy to come here Penacony. It happens that I'm not tired here yet. I Sampo definitely want to have a good time."
"Don't waste time resting."
"Then you're pretty good at time management." Morien shrugged.
"Well, who doesn't know that I, Old Sampo, am the best at managing time."
Sampo said that he was taking Morien to visit Penacony, but Morien could clearly see that he had taken a lot of shopping orders online, and the places he took him to were basically Sampo's own destinations.
But Morien didn't feel like he was being used.
After all, those who can be asked to look for scalpers online must be very popular venues in Penacony. Even if there is only Morien, he will probably go there specifically to visit.
There are also multiple tour guides.
This is where Sampo comes into play.
He is obviously "taking advantage of other people's members", but he will not make people dissatisfied or feel like they are being "taken advantage of".
"That's right." Morien nodded, thoughtfully.
Feeling that Swarm in the area had finished eating the cake roll, Morien stood up, asked Sampo the way and left directly.
The Reverie Hotel in the dream.
Morien is leaning on a large bed that looks like an opened shell.
The difference between "The Reverie Hotel" in reality is that there is no Dream Pool in the dream hotel.
It was replaced by a device that looked very similar to Dream Pool in overall appearance.
It also looks like an open shell, but there is no sky-blue liquid inside, but a white soft cushion, sheets, pillows, and quilts----
Morien leaned on this big bed. The big bed was very soft. Even though he was just sitting, he could feel that his whole body was wrapped in an indescribable comfort.
This is a feeling that is completely impossible to exist in reality, so he can't describe it. He only knows that this is a "comfortable" feeling.
In Morien's hand is a glass of "juice".
Inside the translucent glass is a liquid that looks like green apple juice, and it smells slightly fragrant.
This is "tired".
It is a drink exclusive to dreams.
However, although it is a drink that tends to have "negative emotions", it smells surprisingly good.
A little fragrant, a little sweet.
I just don't know what it tastes like when I drink it.
After feeling it for a while, Morien put the glass to his mouth, raised his head and took a sip.
When I took my first bite, I felt it had no taste, as if even my taste buds were dulled.
It's followed by a slight bitterness and then some sweetness.
After a pause, Morien put the glass down on the bedside table beside him. He felt that his bones were beginning to become a little sore and his whole body was beginning to feel tired.
"Wow." He sighed.
This feeling is still slowly increasing.
So Morien adjusted his position downward, pulled up the quilt, lay back, and hit his head on the pillow behind him.
Immediately, the "relaxation" feeling in my body suddenly surged up, mixed with the "tiredness" feeling arising from the body.
This feeling is harder to describe.
"Huh----"
He exhaled forcefully.
"Sure enough----"
What was originally just a "comfortable" feeling became enjoyable after adding "tiredness".
If there is only "relaxation" and no "tiredness", you will not get true happiness.
Feeling the comfortable feeling all over his body, Morien squinted his eyes.
He closed his eyes and became quiet in his dream.
Penacony will not fall into "sleep" again in his dream, but he can relax his mind and immerse himself in the feeling of "comfort".
There is no dreaming, but it may be regarded as another kind of "sleep".
Soon, a few hours of "sleep" passed and the next day arrived.
Morien opened his eyes from the bed and entered Synchronization Space directly without sitting up.
Only 24 hours have passed here. People whose flow rate is too slow at other times in Synchronization Space must still be in the "Synchronization Burnout" period.
As expected, there is only Mysteries Morien in the space.
The time of Mysteries Morien is slightly faster.
Honkai: Star Rail has been here for more than a day, and Lord of Mysteries has been there for about two days. Today happens to be the dinner party where Qilingus died.
However, the two of them had just left. It had only been two days, and they had nothing to talk about. They simply chatted a few words, synchronized for a while, and then quickly exited each other's space.
This can be considered daily life for the two of them.
Synchronized every day, most of the time only two fixed people can be seen.
Star Rail Morien, who was locked up at first, would find some topics to chat with Mysteries Morien, but now that Honkai: Star Rail has been released, life is quite enjoyable every day, and living in Penacony is even more comfortable.
In this case, just check each other's information directly in Remembrance.
On the other side, Mysteries World.
Backlund, Hillston Borough, in a house with stables and a garden.
The doors and windows of the room were closed, and even the curtains were drawn, making the whole room look very dark.
The man with a unique wide chin and dark green eyes looked at the other unconscious man on the ground, took off his clothes and put them on himself.
Immediately afterwards, he walked leisurely to the full-length mirror and saw that his reflection in the mirror was shimmering with light, and his muscles, skin and bones all changed strangely.
It didn't take long for him to transform into the man on the ground. He was exactly the same in terms of height, appearance, and temperament.
After gesticulating a few of the other party's customary movements, he bent down and dragged the man on the ground aside and stuffed him into the closet.
At this time, the man raised his head thoughtfully and looked in one direction.
That's the direction of the window.
At this moment, the curtains have long been closed, and no light from the outside can penetrate.
But he didn't know why he instinctively felt something was wrong, so he walked over.
There was a small Butterfly parked on the curtain. It fell on the curtain, quietly.
This Butterfly itself is colorful, but because the light is too dark, it looks very dim. Only when you walk in can you see the lines on its back clearly. The pattern formed by these lines looks like eyes falling on the book.
Qilingus completely ignored Butterfly, casually opened the curtains, pushed open the window and looked down.
There was no one outside the window.
"It seems I'm worrying too much." He closed the window again, drew the curtains, and walked back to the closet.
Then, he stretched out his right hand and broke the neck of the man in the closet with a click.
He did all this very simply, and no one would see him even if the doors and windows of the room were closed.
Then he took out his handkerchief, wiped his palms, closed the closet door, and combed his hair in the mirror.
The Butterfly that was originally parked on the curtain moved, flapped its wings, flew down from the curtain, flapped its wings twice, and landed on Qilingus's back as he passed by him.
A few seconds later, Qilingus walked out of the door, closed it, and said to the housekeeper waiting outside, "Don't let anyone enter my room. There are important items in it."
"Yes, Baron." The mottled-haired butler put his hand on his chest and bowed, "Your carriage and accompanying servants are waiting for you downstairs, and Duke Negan's invitation is also there.
Qilingus maintained the style of a baron, nodded slightly and invisibly, and walked towards the stairs with an arrogant attitude accompanied by the butler.