Confirming the boundaries

11:58?

After seeing the current time displayed by Gold-Cased Pocket Watch, Lumian's eyelids jumped slightly and he smelled an unusual smell.

He felt like he slept for more than an hour, but how come it only lasted Past seven minutes?

Although it is entirely possible to have inaccurate body sensations, it is not just a problem now. The missing mosquito Corpse and the completely silent environment also support certain possibilities.

Lumian, who had had corresponding experience, began to mutter silently to himself:

"Have I entered the special Dream?"

When Late Night comes, sleeping in this tawny house will lead to a special Dream?

"Hisoka"Tevanaco rebuilt the house to make his behavior of sleeping here look more normal and less suspicious?

But why does this happen?

Lumian lowered his head and looked in front of his feet. His sight seemed to pass through many obstacles such as Wooden Planks and saw the corresponding Underground.

He was not sure where such anomalies came from, so he could only make certain guesses based on common sense and experience.

In a dark environment that was so silent that there was almost no sound, Lumian moved his steps and left the house that once belonged to "Hisoka" Tevanaco amidst the creaking noises he made.

The streets were empty, and the livestock kept by many townspeople on the ground floor of the buildings seemed to have completely blended into the night, and it was hard to tell whether they were still there. The clattering footsteps of the patrolling soldiers who occasionally approached were completely gone.

The still hot and humid wind at night blew through the unobstructed streets, and Lumian was surrounded step by step as they walked to the door of "Giant Python" Bar.

Lumian listened carefully and found that it was so quiet inside that even the rustling of Insects and the buzzing of mosquitoes were gone.

His expression remained unchanged as he stretched out his right hand and pushed open the heavy wooden door.

It was dark inside. With the dim moonlight reflected outside the window and "Hunter" Pathway's excellent eyesight, Lumian could barely see the outlines of the bar counter, wine cabinet, small round table, chairs, candlesticks and wall lamps, but not a single human being.

This Bar seems to have been closed for a while.

"This is even more wrong. Before I fell asleep, this Bar was quite busy. It was impossible to finish urging guests to leave and cleaning every corner in seven or eight minutes.

"According to my experience, although Bar in the countryside does close earlier than those in the city and will not be busy until two or three in the morning, it will stop selling alcohol after midnight anyway, and tell those who are still drinking to go back after drinking the glass in their hands. If someone is drunk and is unwilling to leave, they will delay a little longer..." As Cordou Village Lumian who is a regular Old Tavern has been to multiple Bar in many places and feels he is qualified to make such a judgment.

This made him even more convinced that he was now in a seemingly real Dream.

Lumian suddenly recalled the past events of Cordou Village, and the hand that held down "Giant Python" Bar's heavy Wooden Door paused there.

After a while, he left here and walked back to Briu Inn step by step.

Passing through the dark staircase and the corridor with old floors, Lumian returned to his Suite on the second floor unhurriedly and pushed away the Wooden Door in the children's room.

The dim Crimson Moonlight then poured into the room with the curtains drawn, illuminating the sky blue patterned quilt and sheets.

No one sleeps here.

Ludwig is also missing.

Based on what he saw on the road, Lumian deeply suspected that he was the only one in this Dream.

All the townspeople, livestock and Outsider have disappeared, and he is the only one left in Tizamo Town!

"Obviously this cannot be called a festival, unless it is called the Festival of Loneliness..." Lumian thought for a few seconds, turned around and walked out of Briu Inn, all the way to Saint Sien Church located near Cemetery.

In the deep dark night with dim moonlight, the golden dome of this church and various decorations on the outer wall seemed to have lost their brilliance and fell into a deep sleep.

Lumian was too lazy to waste his energy to push open the double door. He pried open the window next to it with Stained Glass in it and jumped in.

In the dark night, the place is quiet and empty, and the Dome at the height shows a depression and coldness that it does not have during the day.

Lumian searched around and found no abnormality in Priest Kali, nor did he see Assistant Parish Priest or the handymen.

"I'm really the only one...

"Only people sleeping in the house 'Hisoka' can enter this special Dream?

"Yeah, and it has to be Late Night.

"How is this going on Dream Festival? It can't be that at a specific time, all relevant people line up to sleep in 'Hisoka''s house, right? Let's not talk about the issue of whether it can be squeezed or not. How can such a wide-ranging collective behavior be hidden from the Patrol Team members and the army outside the town?

"And it's not like everyone has been dragged into the water. Those Tizamo people we were looking for before didn't know anything about it...

"And the most important question:

"Since it's Dream, then why did I stay awake?"

Lumian thought about it for a while, stretched out his right hand, and touched the wall depicting Religious Murals.

It feels cold and hard, and is the same stone as Library.

Lumian, who has rich Real Dream experience, suppressed these questions in his heart and planned to start with the simplest reconnaissance.

He wants to confirm how big this Dream is and where the edge is.

Lumian inspired Black Mark on the right shoulder, sensed Spirit World, and "saw" every corner of Tizamo Town.

He said "Spirit World Traversal", and his figure disappeared from the spot and appeared on the Rammed-Earth Road leading from Tizamo Town to Port Pylos.

"It can be 'Teleportation'... Yes, since it is a dream, nothing is impossible. As long as you think you can do it in your self-awareness, you should be able to do it..." After Cordou Village happened, Lumian read a lot of books related to Dream, and also related to "Justice" Lady and Susie I have communicated with Beyonder of Lady, Anthony·Reid and other Domain of the Mind, and have a deeper understanding of this.

He slowed down and walked in the direction of Port Pylos. After walking for two to three hundred meters, he saw that the front became blurry, like an illusory fog rolling up, and under the dim moonlight, the fog was dark.

Suddenly, Lumian's spiritual intuition told him that if he really entered that fuzzy area that seemed to be shrouded in illusory fog, it would be very dangerous and something terrible would most likely happen.

Sure enough, there are restrictions, and you can't go directly to the edge of the soul... Lumian didn't take the risk, and quickly returned to Tizamo Town, looking for the edge on the other side.

This is the side near Primeval Jungle.

After crossing a distance of three to four hundred meters, Lumian arrived at the edge of the jungle and saw those Rainforest plants standing quietly in the night, like densely placed tombstones.

Seeing that there was no vague area filled with illusory fog, Lumian continued to move forward cautiously and decisively.

Passing through a large number of hanging Vines and individual trees, he stepped on the ground with thick humus and penetrated deeply into the Primeval Jungle.

Along the way, there were no flying mosquitoes or poisonous substances hidden among the vegetation.

After walking another seven or eight hundred meters, Lumian felt that the surroundings were a little more psychedelic.

Some areas become blurry, some areas are Distortion, and some areas are clear at first glance, but cannot be seen clearly upon closer inspection.

The status of these areas is constantly changing and changing.

This is like a normal Dream... Lumian saw that the spirit did not give any warning, so he tentatively took a few steps forward.

Suddenly, the whole world collapsed into scene after scene, which were intertwined and presented all around.

Lumian's sober state was affected and he became a little confused.

The next second, he saw black boulders and multiple humans wearing dark Robe appearing in the scenes.

One of the humans raised his head, revealing a Paleness face with a light brown base, a slightly dark green Linen-Colored Eyes face, and fairly good facial features.

"Hisoka"!

"Hisoka"Tevanaco!

He is "Hisoka" Tevanaco!

Wearing dark Robe, the human with the appearance of "Hisoka" Tevanaco completely straightened his body.

His gaze seemed to pass through scenes and cast towards Lumian.

In the illusory sound of snapping, the scenes around Lumian suddenly shattered.

Lumian sat up and saw that he was back in the tawny building rebuilt by "Hisoka" Tevanaco, back in the dark room, and back on the simple wooden bed.

He looked around quickly, took out Gold-Cased Pocket Watch from the left breast pocket of his shirt, clicked it open, and read the time:

1:38 am.

At this time, the Crimson Moonlight outside the window was not too bright, but it was not too dim either. The nearby "Giant Python" Bar had closed, but a wild beast's howl just sounded from the distant Primeval Jungle.

A quiet but not dead night.

"Are you awake? That's right. I slept for more than an hour and forty minutes, and it feels very close to how I feel..." Lumian rolled over and got out of bed, looking at the ground. Unsurprisingly, he saw the blackened mosquitoes Corpse and many Insects who were hindered by the smell of Calming Essential Oil and wandered outside the window.

Huh, he breathed a sigh of relief and thought about the problem of the figure "Hisoka" Tevanaco appearing in that special Dream:

"Since it is a festival, 'Dream Festival' will not only be held once and be called a party. Then in the past few years, 'Hisoka' may have participated in many 'Dream Festival's, leaving some kind of Brand in Dream?

"'Dream Festival' is indeed related to that Primitive Tribe? So after I went deep into the jungle, I inspired some Brand images of Dream Recording, so I saw 'Hisoka'...

"What purpose does 'Hisoka' want to use 'Dream Festival' to achieve?"

"'Dream Festival', 'Dream Festival', since it is a festival, it must be held on a fixed date. If you enter the special Dream at other times, you will not touch anything, just like me tonight?

"What date will it be?"

Lumian fell into deep thought.

He quickly had a guess:

Last Year On December 17, that Primitive Tribe attacked Tizamo Town, causing a large number of casualties.

"'Dream Festival' is on December 17th or two or three days before it, which is the time when 'April Fool's Day' is here to do mischief?" Lumian perked up and quickly confirmed today's date.

It's now past one o'clock in the morning on December 11th.