Everything familiar

Once the platform had disappeared from sight, Lumian began to observe the situation inside the train carriage.

The seats were made of wood, the windows were narrow and poorly lit, and the other passengers seemed to be talking, but there was no sound, as if a silent play was being performed.

Jenna and Anthony, experiencing something similar for the first time, were also quietly observing their surroundings. Ludwig ate his illusory, delicious snacks with a mixture of Pain and focus, Franca, in a rather depressed mood, leaned against the carriage and gazed at the scenery outside.

Vast Ranch and lush fields rushed past, interspersed with old Castle and classic villages, creating a scene as beautiful as an Oil Painting.

Gradually, Franca saw Palace formed of Frost, houses floating above the clouds, and pairs of Crystal dancing in the distant Square...

The scenery outside the Steam train began to transform into a dreamlike scene, as if a series of fairy tales had come together.

Before long, the Iron-Black Steam train disappeared into the fog, and nothing could be seen outside the window anymore.

Lumian, Franca, and the others instinctively gripped the Lucky Gold Coin in their hands, remaining silent and afraid that any unnecessary movement would prevent them from entering Mr. The Fool's Dream.

In the thick, dreamlike fog, Iron-Black Steam train, seemingly emerging from fantasy, rattled and sped along.

At some point, Lumian noticed that the clanging sound of the train wheels hitting the rails was getting quieter and quieter until it disappeared completely.

Suddenly, a Women's voice rang in their ears:

"Is anyone interested?"

"Boxed lunches, snacks, Ice Cream, drinks, local specialties, beef jerky..."

Franca sat up abruptly, her expression a mixture of surprise and bewilderment.

She suddenly stood up, turned around, and looked towards the entrance of the carriage. There she saw a Women wearing a white shirt, a purple-red Long Dress, and a small purple-red soft hat, pushing a multi-tiered metal cart toward her and the others.

The cart was decorated with colorful items arranged in layers, along with books, drinks in oddly shaped bottles, and stacked lunchboxes.

Franca's gaze instinctively swept to both sides of the multi-tiered trolley, and she found that the passengers, who had previously been just phantoms, had become very clear. They were wearing the same clothes that often appeared in her dreams, some quietly playing with different brands of mobile phones, others whispering with their companions, and occasionally the sound of children crying could be heard.

This was a scene Franca dreamed of seeing again, but encountering it in this moment, in this setting, filled her with a chilling, inexplicable fear.

Is this... Mr. The Fool's Dream?

"What's wrong?" Lumian stood up and asked in a low voice.

He had noticed Change in the carriage; even the seats and backrests had become soft, as if wrapped in thick, blue-dyed cotton.

He also noticed that the passengers' clothing, manner of speaking, and overall style were significantly different from his own.

But this is not the reason for Franca's drastic Change in expression.

This is Dream, nothing to be surprised about!

Franca's lips twitched a few times. She glanced back at Anthony, who was sitting in the row in front of Ludwig, and lowered her voice to say to Lumian and Jenna, "Exactly the same scene as in my world..."

Lumian immediately understood why Franca had acted that way earlier, and he deliberately spoke in a casual tone, "Have you forgotten the Celestial Worthy?"

"He also comes from that world, so isn't it normal for Dream involving Him to show corresponding scenes?"

"That's true..." Franca gave a self-deprecating smile, "I was too excited and too scared, and I overlooked that."

Indeed, that's perfectly normal!

This is also the Dream of That One Celestial Worthy in his Slumber!

Jenna stood up as well, looked around for a few seconds, and said, "So, we've already entered Mr. ' The Fool's' Dream?"

As she spoke, she opened her right palm and found a train ticket underneath the glittering Lucky Gold Coin, on which was written:

"Ningbei -- Yangdu"

Although Jenna only recognized the numbers on the ticket, it didn't prevent her from understanding the meaning of those strange characters. Similarly, the passengers sitting on the other side of the aisle also understood her Intis language. They glanced at them in confusion, but after noticing their strange attire, they seemed to think it was normal and looked away.

According to the "Magician" Lady's previous explanation, there is no need to worry about language barriers or not understanding the written language in Mr. The Fool's Dream. This is essentially communicating with Mr. The Fool's subconscious, and Mr. The Fool has mastered all languages.

Of course, being able to intuitively understand the meaning of unfamiliar text doesn't mean one can deeply comprehend it. Jenna had previously worried about this issue and the picture book, but the "Magician" Lady reassured them. Now, Jenna finally understands why the "Magician" Lady didn't care about this problem:

These are words that Franca recognizes; she can act as the most reliable translator!

"That should be it." Lumian carefully put away the Lucky Gold Coin, keeping only the train ticket.

After Jenna noticed that the other passengers could understand them, she asked Franca in a very low voice:

What are those people holding in their hands?

It looks very strange...

Lumian immediately used the car window as a base and employed the "Fictional Bottle" to include the two rows of seats where he and his companions were located, while making the Barrier appear transparent.

Franca immediately perked up, completely forgetting her previous disappointment and shock, and introduced with a smile, "That's a mobile phone, a product of scientific advancement. It integrates Telegram communication, theatrical performance, and mirror communication effects. It also has many more functions that you can't even imagine. I'll get a few later and teach you how to use them in detail; it's too difficult to explain now!"

As she spoke, Franca's face was filled with pride:

"That's a T-shirt, those are Jeans, those are sneakers..."

She had barely finished speaking when Ludwig shouted:

"I want a boxed lunch, I want snacks, I want Ice Cream, I want drinks, I want beef jerky!"

The little boy swallowed hard, completely forgetting the fact that the food in his dream was all an illusion.

"Uh, Lady. ' Magician ' instructed us to try to obey the law." Franca looked at Lumian, "I remember there was Cash in the briefcase Lady. ' Justice ' gave us."

Lumian opened the briefcase, pulled out a stack of crisp, red Banknotes, and unlocked the "Fictional Bottle."

"Two thousand yuan per person," he told his companions.

"It's alright." Franca nodded, then looked at Ludwig with a worried expression, "This child's food expenses must be over a thousand a day..."

This is without even eating good food!

"There's always a way to make money." Lumian spent two hundred yuan on five boxed meals.

Franca hesitated for a moment before saying, "Give it all to Ludwig. Although I really want to relive the delicious food from my memories, we shouldn't waste money here. There will be better options later."

After piling the five lunchboxes in front of Ludwig, Jenna asked in a low voice, "Can we see Mr. ' The Fool's ' identity information in the dream now?"

She noticed many passengers around her were glancing at her and Franca, so she sat down again.

Lumian considered for a moment and said, "We haven't arrived at the station yet. Let's wait a bit longer and see what happens after we get off at our destination station."

Caution is advised!

As he spoke, Lumian took out Mirror and tossed it into the gap between Ludwig and the backrest.

He's using a mirror illusion to cover up the exaggerated claim that Ludwig could eat five boxed lunches in one go and was only half full.

He had just noticed someone secretly pointing the phone Franca had mentioned at them, and his spiritual intuition told him that it was best not to let anything unusual appear in public.

"Doesn't this train make any clanging noises?" Jenna and Franca chatted casually.

Franca laughed boastfully, "Of course, this is the latest model train, and it's incredibly fast!"

She pointed to the display screen at the front of the carriage, which showed the real-time speed; the numbers and symbols used were familiar to Jenna.

Thank you, Emperor Roselle!

Franca enthusiastically recounted all the details that confused and puzzled Lumian, Jenna, Anthony, correcting their misconceptions from time to time, such as:

"Is this place still open in Trier? I think you can expose your arms and legs..."

"No, no, no, we're nowhere near as open Trier. This is just freedom of dress, and it doesn't offend anyone in public. It's a sign of good manners and Civilization. We're certainly not as open in private Trier!"

"Don't we look too strange right now?"

"Don't worry, just say you're going to a comic convention!"

What is a comic convention?

"..."

During this exchange, the train finally emerged from the fog, revealing a magnificent city ahead, filled with countless towering buildings. Each building seemed comparable to Mountain Peak, its surface covered with glass curtain walls that shimmered with golden light under the Sunlight.

Lumian and Jenna instinctively held their breath, as if they were approaching Deity realm.

It was Miracle on earth, a city atop a mountain!

Franca also stopped speaking, her lake-blue Eyes gazing at the city, her expression a mixture of nostalgia and sorrow.

The train gradually slowed down, entered the city, and finally stopped next to a clean, tidy, bright, and spacious platform.

The other passengers in the carriage vanished abruptly, as if the weaver had lost all power to maintain the train. Lumian and Franca exchanged glances, then Ludwig led the way off the train, followed by the strangely dressed Jenna, Franca, and Anthony.

Together with a large number of passengers from other carriages, they took the self-operating escalator off the platform and, led by their "guide" Franca, walked out of the station and into the Square outside, without speaking a word along the way.

As the people around him gradually left and the area began to empty out, Lumian took out the Brownish Yellow briefcase given to him by the "Justice" Lady, pulled out the information related to the identity of the "The Fool" man in his dream, and unfolded it for his companions to see.

Franca immediately noticed a name written in her native language at the beginning of the document:

Zhou Mingrui.