Hospital

Seeing the local man huddled up by the Green Trees, nearly collapsing and whimpering, Franca seriously considered whether she should help him call the police.

Lumian pondered for a few seconds, then gave Anthony a wink.

Anthony immediately stepped into the shadowy area and used "Soothing" on his target.

The local man in his forties finally calmed down, as if he had escaped a Nightmare that had tormented him for a long time.

Lumian moved Past and asked pointedly, "What happened?"

Not long after the strange death of the Divine Emissary Danitz, he encountered this mentally broken man, and his intuition told him that this must also be extraordinary, perhaps containing some crucial information.

The man raised his head and looked at Lumian and the others.

He was about to speak when he suddenly saw Franca and Jenna. His expression Distortion in horror, and he cried out, "A female ghost! A female ghost!"

The sound was unusually sharp and filled with fear, which alerted the Security Guard at the entrance of the old residential area, who came over with a flashlight to investigate.

Lumian quickly threw out the Mirror, creating his own "Mirror Image Maze".

Franca glanced at him, and seeing that he had reacted promptly, she withdrew her right hand from her pocket.

At the same time, Franca muttered to herself, "How do I look like a ghost?"

"How do Jenna and I look like female ghosts?"

The Security Guard, carrying a bright flashlight, walked over, circled the Green Trees twice, and said with a puzzled look, "The sound is definitely over here, why haven't I seen anyone...?"

He listened more carefully and felt that the voice calling "female ghost" had become somewhat distant, and he couldn't tell where it was coming from.

The Security Guard suddenly shivered.

Could there really be a female ghost?

He decided to leave the matter alone and only help by calling the police.

As soon as he had a new idea, he immediately ran towards the Security Guard room at the entrance.

Although the "Mirror Image Maze" was only at Sequence 7 level, the current dark and sparsely populated environment allowed Lumian deceive the Security Guard.

He told Franca and Jenna to retreat to the edge of the "Mirror Image Maze" so they wouldn't be seen by the distraught man, and gestured for Anthony to "Soothing" them again.

The local man, who had been on the verge of a breakdown, recovered once more. Anthony asked gently and calmly, "What happened? Perhaps I can help you."

For some reason, the man found Anthony very trustworthy and reassuring. He took a breath and said, "I... I've encountered a zombie!"

"Zombie?" Lumian could roughly understand that this was a kind of Undead, perhaps a unique name for the Living Corpse in this Dream world.

The man was silent for a few seconds, glanced at Anthony, and received a nod of approval from the other.

He Courage and stammered, "I... I'm a hospital Caregiver. I was just responsible for taking a Corpse to the Morgue."

"That Corpse was so beautiful, absolutely stunning. Her ears were small and adorable, absolutely mesmerizing, like those expensive pieces of jewelry in a gold shop. She wasn't dressed yet. I couldn't resist, so I told my coworker to leave first, then I climbed up and started biting her ears, and did it to her for a long time."

Upon hearing this, Franca couldn't help but raise her right hand and cover half of her face:

You've disgraced your country!

Perverts exist everywhere, it just depends on the specific proportion!

"That feeling wasn't like that of a dead person at all..." the man muttered to himself, as if still savoring the memory.

Gradually, his eyes widened:

"I had just pulled up my pants when she, that Corpse, opened her eyes!"

"You've opened your eyes!"

"A female ghost! There's a female ghost!"

Lumian listened intently, then turned to Franca and Jenna and said, "If Corpse has such a powerful Charm, could it be a ' Witch '?"

"Possibly." Franca nodded.

Jenna then suggested another possibility:

"The Corpse of ' Sex Addict ' or ' Little God of Love ' might also be there."

She was extremely impressed by the "Miser" Pathway.

Lumian glanced outside the "Mirror Image Maze" and, seeing no sign of the Police, had Anthony Soothing the Caregiver down once more. Then, he used "Dream Divination" to draw a sketch.

The Women in the sketch is clearly not a local; she looks more like someone from the Northern Continent. She has a bright and beautiful face but a pure and holy aura, and doesn't resemble Corpse at all.

Furthermore, it's clear that the Caregiver was most impressed by the female corpse's small, delicate ears and long, beautiful neck, a feeling mixed with intense desire.

"She does look a bit like a ' Witch '." Franca, standing at the edge of the "Mirror Image Maze," had extensive experience identifying "Witch."

Lumian pondered for a moment and asked the Men Caregiver:

Which hospital do you work at?

The Men Caregiver did not hide anything from Anthony:

"I live nearby, but I work at Mushu Hospital."

"Mushu Hospital..." Franca's eyelids twitched.

"What's wrong?" Lumian, Jenna, and Anthony were all puzzled as to why Franca was reacting this way.

The hospital's name is perfectly normal; doesn't it imply looking towards the distant dawn?

Franca organized her thoughts and said, "This is one of the ways you can understand the meaning of the words, but you can't really grasp what they symbolize."

"In my native language, 'Mushu' and 'Mother Tree' are homophones, and you should be very clear about what 'Mother Tree' represents."

Before Lumian and the others could respond, Franca said in a deep voice, "' The Mother Tree of Desire '!"

"Can the ' Mother Tree of Desire ' also infuse its power into this Dream?" Lumian frowned slightly.

The "Mother Tree" has appeared; is the "mother" far behind?

Jenna had clearly considered this as well, and after a few seconds of silence, she said, "The possibility of ' Little God of Love's ' Corpse has increased..."

Lumian asked Anthony to press the Men Caregiver about what he usually encountered at the Mushu Hospital, but he didn't get any useful answers.

They didn't waste any more time. Anthony used "hypnosis" to make the Men Caregiver forget the Soothing and questions he had just asked, and he walked out of the "Mirror Image Maze" and onto another street.

Having cleared the "Mirror Image Maze," Lumian gazed thoughtfully at the Caregiver's retreating figure and said, "That Corpse definitely had a problem, but that doesn't mean he didn't, nor does it mean everything else at Mushu Hospital is normal."

Jenna wholeheartedly agreed:

"That intense desire, to even want to touch female corpses, is like being Corruption by a ' Sex Addict '."

"Of course, it's also possible that he was Fascination by the female corpse that he lost control."

As they walked into their rented apartment complex, they discussed what had just happened.

Franca suddenly exclaimed, "We've only been here half a day and we've already encountered two strange events that weren't mentioned in the information. They shouldn't have mentioned them, right?"

"No," Lumian replied affirmatively.

He then laughed and said, "Perhaps this is the value of the two Pathway of ' Calamity '."

"Once I switch back to the ' Hunter's ' Pathway, I'll be a semi-complete version of the humanoid Corpse Oil Candle, and maybe I can complete the corresponding Mysticism Ritual without relying on anything else."

"Yes, my spiritual intuition tells me that we might encounter that Resurrection female corpse soon."

"Then we'll have to take turns on night duty starting tonight," Franca said immediately.

Dying in a dream can actually mean dying!

"That's certainly something to be wary of." Lumian nodded approvingly. "Tomorrow morning, we'll go to Mr. ' The Fool's ' company and observe discreetly, to get to know him first."

Late Night, in the Master Bedroom bedroom.

Jenna suddenly woke up and saw Franca holding the thin blanket she had taken from the "Traveler's Bag," sitting in the darkness against the headboard, as if she had turned into Statues.

"What are you thinking about?" Jenna slowly sat up and asked carefully.

Franca gazed at the wall opposite, which had been "painted" black with darkness, and replied in a dreamlike voice, "Why would Mr. ' The Fool ' name his Marionette Town Utopia...?"

"Is there something wrong with this name?" Jenna didn't quite understand what Franca was concerned about.

Franca paused for a few seconds before saying, "That's a term from the world I came from before I Transmigration. It means a non-existent country, a fantasy country... Why would Mr. ' The Fool ' use that...?"

Jenna roughly understood Franca's thoughts. She said gently, "The Major Arcana mentioned in the data that Mr. ' The Fool ' has been collecting Emperor Roselle's diaries. Perhaps this term just happens to appear in one of the diaries, or perhaps Mr. ' The Fool ' learned about this term during his long-term confrontation with the Celestial Worthy. Or perhaps, well, didn't you say that the ' Ancient Sun God ' might also be Transmigrator? Why can't Mr. ' The Fool ' be one?"

"I just have doubts. The more I think about the origins of Mr. ' The Fool ' and the experiences of his incarnations mentioned in the documents, the more suspicious I become..." Franca's voice was so low it lost its weight.

"Don't doubt it, verify it." Jenna comforted Franca in her own way. "Once you awaken Mr. ' The Fool,' ask him this question. Regardless of whether he's Transmigrator or not, after fighting against the Celestial Worthy for so many years, he must know the secret of your Transmigration. He might even be able to help you go back. Right now, don't think about so much, focus on awakening Mr. ' The Fool.'"

Franca slowly exhaled and said, "Yes, there's no use thinking about it now; there's no way to verify it for the time being."

"Hmm... For me, awakening Mr. ' The Fool ' is no longer just a task of the ' Tarot Club,' no longer just something we have to do to get through the Apocalypse..."

After chatting for a while, Franca lay down again, smelling Jenna's fragrance, and fell into a deep sleep, exhausted both physically and mentally.

Once Franca was completely asleep, Jenna carefully got up, opened the door to the Master Bedroom, and walked into the living room of the part-time Restaurant.

Lumian, dressed in White Shirt and black trousers, sat at the wooden dining table, staring blankly at the window facing the shoe cabinet.

"It's my turn to stand guard. You can go and rest now," Jenna said with a smile.

Lumian withdrew his gaze and stood up:

What were you and Franca talking about just now?

Jenna highlighted Franca's doubts and her own comforting words, and Lumian nodded gently, saying, "Yes, give her a goal so she has the motivation to do it and not think about it too much for now."

"I'll find an opportunity to consult with Anthony again when it gets light to see if there's anything else we need to do."

Jenna turned her gaze to the window near the shoe cabinet and asked curiously, "What were you thinking about just now?"

Lumian looked in that Eyes and saw the scene inside the residential area. At this moment, only two or three households in each building still had lights shining out, while the rest were completely dark.

Lumian's thoughts seemed to drift again, and he replied in a low voice, "I was wondering if Aurora used to live in a city like this..."