The greatest difference between dreams and reality was that dreams made no sense.
Even after entering the Magic World, Zheng Qing had seen plenty of things that made no sense, but this feeling was especially pronounced in the Dream World. One moment, he might be standing on a white beach; the next, he would step into soft grass stretching across the hills. Looking up, he could see four or five differently colored moons competing for attention in midair. Looking down, he might find ants waving their antennae and politely asking him for directions.
Out of caution, neither Zheng Qing nor the fatty paid any attention to the ant asking for directions.
Doggy, on the other hand, was very interested in it. He deliberately created an Avatar, stuck out his tongue, and led the ant on its way. He even kindly allowed it to stand on the tip of his ear and point out directions with the wind.
Not long after leaving the beach, the two men and one dog appeared on a deep, shaded avenue.
Towering Chinese parasol Trees lined both sides. Their broad leaves rustled in the breeze, while countless prying eyes vaguely peeked out from between the branches and behind the leaves.
At the end of the avenue stood a bench.
A short male wizard with a Watermelon Head haircut and Black Frame Glasses sat on it.
It was Dr. Xiao, the diviner of the You Zui Hunting Team.
When Maodou led Zheng Qing and the fatty to the bench, Xiao Xiao was holding a thick Encyclopedia of the Wizarding World and rapidly flipping through it.
"What are you looking for?" Zheng Qing asked curiously as he skillfully tossed various detection talismans onto Xiao Xiao. "Haven't you memorized that book? Why are you still flipping through it?"
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