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Hearing Franca's words, Lumian felt a certain resonance:

"If there hadn't been a hidden crisis lurking in that dream in Cordou Village, I wouldn't want to wake up either..."

He paused abruptly at this point, then said in a low voice, "No, I will force myself to wake up."

If she doesn't wake up, there's no way to try to Resurrection Aurora!

Franca silently withdrew her gaze, walked to the Long Sofa in Rosanne's house, sat down, and leaned back against the sofa as if she had no strength to support herself.

Lumian glanced at it and Past, sitting down right next to Franca.

Franca glanced at him sideways but said nothing.

After a dozen seconds, she stared at the unlit television across from her and muttered to herself, "Back when I was at home, my favorite thing to do was randomly pick a channel, listen to the sound, and play on my phone. My mom always scolded me..."

Lumian did not respond, but listened quietly.

Franca's expression gradually softened:

"My mom used to run a restaurant, which she later expanded into a large chain restaurant. She has a quick temper and is very decisive. She can't stand my lax attitude, but she only says a few words, and they go in one ear and out the other. It doesn't affect me at all. Later, the restaurant business wasn't doing well for a few years, so she simply quit. She spends her days playing cards and chatting with her siblings, best friends, and friends. She eats and drinks here and there, and occasionally goes out with a group. She's living a very carefree and happy life."

"My dad, my brother, and I are quite happy. We don't get scolded or nagged anymore. In my dad's words, we see each other every day, take a walk together, and chat about everyday things before bed. Our relationship as a couple has improved."

"My dad is a middle manager in a large company. He's loved playing with electronic products since he was a child. At Primordial One, it was Radio and such. Later, he started tinkering with computers and playing games. When I was little, I was always wondering why my dad was always sitting in front of the computer. He said he was working, but he was actually clicking on strange images. When I got a little older, I also fell in love with playing games. Maybe this is what teaching by example is all about.

"My parents initially wanted another daughter to give me a little sister, and they were prepared to pay fines and prepare a room for it. Who knew that she would get pregnant with a son? But they couldn't bear to abort, so they gave birth to him. Isn't it said that second children are very observant, well-behaved, and have high emotional intelligence because they have an older sibling to keep them in check? Why does that boy always do the opposite? He looks down on everyone, thinks he's very trendy and fashionable, and only causes trouble when he goes out."

"When he was in elementary school, he got into a fight with someone and got beaten up. He came crying and begging me, his older brother, to help him. But the other guy had a cousin and a maternal cousin, so I got beaten up too."

"For a while, I became obsessed with urban fantasy novels and modern martial arts novels, fantasizing that I also had martial arts skills and Superpowers."

"My college entrance exam score was pretty good, and I got into the Academy. I get along well with my roommates. Everyone praises me for having a good Personality, not being petty, being cheerful and optimistic, and being generous with money."

"I'm not bad looking, I've even had girls chasing after me, but back then I was busy playing games and going to anime conventions, I didn't have the mind to date. Of course, it's also because her looks and Personality weren't my type."

After rambling on for a moment, Franca paused and said, "Aside from worrying about having to do manual labor in the future, I have no regrets, and nothing I want to change..."

Lumian turned his head to look at Franca and found her leaning against the back of the sofa with Cavern, unfocused eyes and glistening Water Droplet silently sliding down her face.

Lumian didn't try to comfort Franca with words; he simply reached out his left arm and quietly put it around her left shoulder, pulling her closer to him.

Franca instinctively struggled for a moment, but quickly gave up.

After leaning against Lumian, she continued, "I had planned to practice driving my mom's car during the holidays, and then find a chance to meet up with online friends in Magic Capital and have a week of fun..."

"I've planned which games to buy soon, I've planned to visit my grandparents, and I've planned to play games with my dad for two hours every day when I have free time, so he can experience what it means to be a skilled player..."

"I even planned how to teach that brat a lesson, and I planned to spend a few days at my mom's mahjong parlor playing the role of a dutiful son, serving her tea and water, and accepting tips..."

As she spoke, Franca's voice gradually lowered until it disappeared.

Lumian waited a few minutes before looking down and seeing that Franca had closed her eyes and Slumber, leaning against her left shoulder and chest. Her legs had somehow slipped off the sofa.

Lumian didn't move, staring at the dark LCD screen, his thoughts gradually drifting away.

After an unknown amount of time, Franca seemed to be having Nightmare. She suddenly opened her eyes and straightened her back abruptly.

She glanced left and right, finally snapping out of her daze and remembering what had happened last night.

Huff... She slowly exhaled and asked Lumian:

What time is it?

"It's a little past four in the morning, not even five yet," Lumian.

Franca hummed in agreement, then suddenly remembered something:

"Will there be any problems if Jenna and Rosanne are left alone in room 2303?"

Currently, Jenna is purely Dream Image, while Rosanne is being targeted by an unknown force!

"I've been using the Mirror to monitor the movements of Unit 2303," Lumian said calmly.

Franca was finally relieved.

She twisted her shoulders, shook off Lumian's arm, and sat up completely upright.

"Damn it, I actually cried earlier, and you even saw me... A man doesn't easily shed tears!"

"It's just that the heartbreak hasn't reached its peak yet," Lumian replied.

Upon hearing this, both Franca and he fell silent.

"That's really hurtful..." Franca muttered a few seconds later, "And you responded so smoothly."

"After learning the truth about the Transmigration and resonating with your emotions, it seems that the activation level of Aurora's Soul Fragments has increased a bit..." Lumian said with a hint of joy.

Franca bit her lip, but didn't say anything.

She then rubbed her face:

"We can't continue like this; we need to get down to business!"

"What important matter is it?" Lumian asked.

Franca for a few seconds and said, "According to what you said before, there were signs that tonight's events were premeditated, and it seems that Peng Deng's roommate, Grisha, was behind it all."

"Assuming this is true, what is their purpose? It's impossible that they deliberately arranged this to force me to advance in the Dream and quickly find an opportunity to digest the ' Despair ' Potion, right?"

Is this a good deed?

Lumian understood that Franca was trying to distract herself with serious matters to alleviate her grief and Despair, so she nodded in agreement and said, "Judging from Rosanne's feedback, Zhou Mingrui was not affected by this matter. He just realized that he has certain special characteristics and that there are major problems in the Underground Area of Mushu Hospital."

"The illusory Abyss in the Underground Area of Mushu Hospital was also Concealment in time, and it did not encounter Zhou Mingrui, remaining almost intact."

"The real purpose is for me to use the Corpse Oil Candle to complete a Mysticism Underground at the Mushu Hospital?"

"And, let's use the psychological shadows in the Underground Area of Mushu Hospital to find important intelligence?"

Franca nodded slowly and said, "Yes, I can almost confirm one thing now:"

"' The Fool ' is also a Transmigrator Transmigrator, just like me and Emperor Roselle."

As she spoke, Franca suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh:

"No, not Transmigrator, but a person from ancient times."

"You mean those three empty ' Cocoon ' correspond to the three time Transmigrator before you?" Lumian understood what Franca was talking about.

"Yes, the Ancient Sun God, Emperor Roselle, and Mr. ' The Fool '," Franca continued. "Mr. ' The Fool ' should also have risen from a mortal body to become True God and Great Ones. Klein Moretti, Sherlock Moriarty, Gehrman Sparrow are likely not his incarnations, but different identities at different stages of his growth. These names all come from our world, no, from ancient works of literature and entertainment, including ' Utopia '."

"Yes, Gehrman Sparrow's identity has become that of Angel of Redemption; some people believe in him, some people worship him, which is quite different from his other identities."

Lumian said thoughtfully, "Zhou Mingrui is Mr. ' The Fool's ' real name, his identity before Transmigration?"

"That should be the case," Franca said, stating her conjecture. "So Zhou Mingrui is the core of the Dream, the self that Mr. ' The Fool ' subconscious perceives himself to be. All the important Dream Image are distributed around him, while the identities of Sherlock Moriarty are scattered throughout the Dream City and do not possess any particularity."

"The only difference among them is that Gehrman Sparrow is a figure with a large following. The Dream City originally did not have such a character, nor did it have a story. It was created out of thin air by the ' Magician ' Lady and the ' Justice ' Lady, which is why he became a classic character."

This also suggests that 'The World' by Gehrman Sparrow may indeed have a special symbolic or significance.

Lumian pondered for a moment and said, "Klein Moretti's identity is also very special; he doesn't exist in the Dream City."

Franca tried to put herself in the character's shoes and said slowly, "The relationships that Klein Moretti corresponds to all exist in the Dream City, except that they point to Zhou Mingrui."

"Klein Moretti is Mr. The Fool's first identity after his Transmigration, and he accepts it, leading to a fusion of their self-perceptions?"

"Therefore, Zhou Mingrui is also Klein Moretti, and Klein Moretti is also Zhou Mingrui; they are inseparable."

"That does explain it," Lumian agreed with Franca's guess.

Just then, Franca suddenly frowned:

"Take that out; it's the whiteboard with photos of important figures from the Dream City and the results of our observations."

Lumian didn't ask why, took out the whiteboard made of Frost, and placed it opposite the Coffee Table.

Franca stared at the photos, sketches, descriptions, and observations on the whiteboard, her eyes darting left and right.

After a moment, she said in a serious voice, "If Mr. ' The Fool ' is indeed Transmigrator, then these Dream Image Concealment a very big problem."

Before Lumian could respond, Franca explained, "Apart from Peng Deng and my childhood friend Zhang Yujia, who only sent back postcards, all the important Dream Image here have nothing to do with ' Zhou Mingrui '."

"They all come from Klein Moretti, from Sherlock Moriarty, from Gehrman Sparrow and Mr. The Fool's other identities, from the current world, none of them originated before the Transmigration, none of them are ancient people!"

Why is this happening?