Father and daughter

Upon hearing the sound of the Loss of Control vehicle hitting the curb, Lumian immediately rolled down the window and leaned out.

He looked towards the intersection a dozen or twenty meters away, and at Mr. Cui had been hit and thrown even further away and run over.

Almost simultaneously, he saw several figures emerge from different Concealment places and run towards the deceased and the vehicle involved in the accident.

Lumian immediately picked up his phone, snapped two photos, and muttered, "Holy crap, there's been a car accident!"

"That driver was driving like a race car, was he drunk?"

He looked like a bystander about to post on his WeChat Moments and short video account.

At this moment, the dented vehicle in front completely stalled and could not be started. The door opened, and a man who was swaying and unsteady on his feet got out.

"Damn it, he's really drunk! Don't drink and drive!" Lumian started filming, cursing as he filmed.

After the ambulance took away Mr. Cui's Corpse and the Police who had been on the lookout took the driver away, leaving only the traffic police investigating the scene and the tow truck that was ready to go, Lumian got back into the car, as if considering how to share what had just happened in various group chats.

Not long after, Anthony, who was also disguised, came out of the 24-hour convenience store on the side carrying a large bag of things, opened the door and got into the car.

Lumian started the car and drove away.

They didn't take Ludwig with them, but sent the little boy to Jenna —if a seven or eight-year-old boy appeared at both the scene of Zarathustra's shooting and the place where Mr. Cui had his car accident, even if they didn't look alike at first glance, it would be very suspicious.

Inside Room 2303, Dechuang Garden.

Lumian sat on the Armchair and said to Franca and Jenna, "I'll go find Li Keji after midnight."

He paused for a moment, then asked, "Did Lumian-na exhibit any unusual behavior that day?"

Jenna paused for two seconds, then recounted Lumian-na's stunned state, her inner impulses, her Bad Luck, the wind on the rooftop, her words while playing cards, and many other details of her behavior in detail, without holding anything back.

Lumian listened attentively without interrupting, his expression gradually softening.

After Jenna finished speaking, Franca opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and said, "If you are kicked out of the Dream again, you will be severely restricted when you enter a third time, just like the ' Queen of Mysteries '."

Lumian remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "I know."

On the edge of a lake, inside a four-story Villa.

Huang Beibei returned from outside and walked into the magnificent hall.

Every time her classmates came to visit, they would say, "Why is your house decorated like a palace? Don't you find that strange?"

Huang Beibei could only shrug helplessly; that's just my dad's preference.

"Where are my dad and the others?" Huang Beibei asked the Butler who was standing in the hall.

She usually lives at school, and only goes home selectively on weekends unless there is a major holiday.

The Butler respectfully replied, "Young Master Huang Xia is playing basketball in the underground court, Young Master Huang Bo is assembling his four-wheel drive car in the toy room, Madam has gone out to attend an art salon, and Master is in the wine tasting room."

Huang Beibei nodded, walked to the side of the lobby, and took the elevator down to the Underground level.

There is a large wine cellar, a sturdy storage room, and a tasting room with a view of the indoor swimming pool.

Huang Tao was sitting on the sofa, leisurely sipping a glass of pure malt spirit with ice.

"You're back?" He smiled when he saw Huang Beibei come in.

"Why are you drinking again?" Huang Beibei sat down opposite her.

Huang Tao smiled and said, "I'm getting old, and I don't have many hobbies left."

Huang Beibei didn't try to persuade him anymore. She quietly watched her father take another sip of the tempting liquor and then grab a few peeled pine nuts from the dried fruit dish on the table and put them in his mouth.

After finishing his food, Huang Tao asked, "Where are your classmates? Didn't they come to visit?"

"Her Biology Teacher at her Tutoring Class had an accident, and she's busy dealing with it, so she doesn't have time," Huang Beibei said simply.

Huang Tao laughed:

"You mentioned this before, really, if you want to do experiments, just apply to the corresponding Laboratory, why be Biology Teacher?"

At this point, Huang Tao looked at Huang Beibei, sighed, and said, "Why don't you like living at home? School doesn't start for a while yet, but you moved into the dorm early."

This isn't my problem... Perhaps in Mr. "The Fool's " mind, I'm separate from you all, and we rarely see each other... Huang Beibei dutifully explained, "I'm participating in a research project."

Huang Tao didn't press further; he merely complained for a moment before asking, "How's your children's book company doing?"

"It's alright," Huang Beibei recalled for a moment and said, "The children's book market is the most profitable sector of the physical book market. There is a real demand for repackaging and redesigning many classic fairy tales. Moreover, we are also cultivating our own children's book authors and Painter."

"This area started too late in China, it's not mature yet, and there's a lack of good works. You have a lot of potential," Huang Tao praised his daughter. "At the same time, we should also pay attention to importing copyrights. We can't ignore those excellent foreign children's books and leave them for our competitors."

He earnestly began to teach his daughter, appearing determined to make Dawn Children's Publishing Company a large and successful enterprise.

Huang Beibei listened attentively, occasionally offering her own thoughts, and the father and daughter had a very harmonious discussion.

As the discussion drew to a close, Huang Tao suddenly swirled the liquor and said with a sigh, "Do you Daoist what the greatest Pain in life is?"

Huang Beibei shook her head.

Huang Tao chuckled self-deprecatingly, "It's like watching the people and things you cherish most, the life you yearn for most, being taken by others, while you're left locked up in a dark and oppressive prison."

Huang Beibei looked at Huang Tao but did not respond.

Huang Tao didn't mind, and continued drinking the dried fruit and strong liquor by himself for a while.

He gradually composed himself and looked at Huang Beibei, saying, "If you discovered that you were just a phantom character in Dream, and someone tried to awaken the Dream's true owner, what would you do?"

Huang Beibei paused for a few seconds before saying, "It depends on the specific situation."

Huang Tao smiled and said, "To be more specific, you know for sure that if the Dream's owner is awakened, you will completely disappear. Even if there is a next dream, the corresponding character will no longer be you. But the person you value most supports awakening the Dream's owner and is willing to take risks, even sacrifice themselves, for it. What would you do?"

Huang Beibei did not answer.

She looked at Huang Tao but remained silent.

Huang Tao calmly responded to his daughter's gaze.

After a while, he finished the rest of his drink, stood up, and said, "I'm going upstairs to take care of some business."

Huang Tao stepped out from between the sofa and Coffee Table, passed by Huang Beibei, and strode towards the entrance of the wine tasting room.

"Dad."

Suddenly, Huang Beibei called out to him.

Huang Tao turned around, a smile already appearing on his face.

"Is there anything else?" he asked.

Huang Beibei also stood up and said carefully, "I've always been curious, if we don't talk about science, what does it look like inside Mirror, and what's hidden Depths Mirror?"

Huang Tao stared at Huang Beibei for a few seconds and said, "It hides Great Terror you can't even imagine."

After saying that, Huang Tao turned around, opened the Wooden Door, and walked out of the wine tasting room.

"Great Terror..." Huang Beibei stood rooted to the spot, pondering the word.

Late Night.

Lumian used "Teleportation" to get to the vicinity of Crimson Moon Hospital.

He didn't rush in. Instead, he transformed into Lumian-na, disguised himself, and strolled around Crimson Moon Hospital.

He saw Mushrooms of all kinds sprouting up like Mushrooms after a spring rain in the green belts surrounding Crimson Moon Hospital and in the corners and crevices of the buildings.

These Mushrooms did not encroach on the living space of other organisms, nor did they endanger the structural safety of the building; they simply grew quietly and peacefully.

With so many Mushrooms growing, no wonder Crimson Moon Hospital launched a Mushrooms set meal... They all look edible... Who wouldn't want to use free Ingredient? After roughly confirming the situation of the outer area of Crimson Moon Hospital, Lumian hid in a secluded spot, crawled into Mirror, and made his way to the ward of the Department of Mental Illness.

He wasn't worried about being cornered or trapped by the Police of the Dream City in this Mirror World, because Lumian-na had no real identity and no apparent connection to Li Keji. Unless high-ranking Police Headquarters like Yagaitze received Prophecy or Divination that there would be clues if they staked out this place, it was unlikely that they would send anyone here.

With everyone else suppressed to Sequence 7, Lumian, the "Witch of Despair," is not too afraid of Divination and Prophecy pointing to her whereabouts.

After observing the entire ward for a while, Lumian jumped out of the mirror-like object and landed lightly.

He always held Mirror in his hand, using it to reflect light, create illusions, and deceive the surveillance cameras.

Lumian then looked at the dimly lit corridor lights and the steel door Slumber in the dim environment, but his spirit did not give any warning.

He then took a breath, but smelled no blood or any other strange odor.

He then gently knocked on the metal door of Li Keji's hospital room.

Bang, bang, bang—the knocking on the door wasn't loud, echoing quietly in the area, but it didn't reach the Nurse' station.

Li Keji's voice suddenly rang out, very low:

"Who?"

This time, no tender white Mushrooms peeked through the window, nor did a large amount of white Mycelium from the crack in the door.

"Me," Lumian, with her long black hair, answered softly, "The person who asked you to help treat my friend who was in a vegetative state."

"You..." Li Keji still didn't appear behind the iron bars and window of the room; he seemed to be huddled in a corner of the Bed.

"Has your research made any progress?" Lumian pressed.

"I have a rough idea, a bunch of failed prototypes, and a semi-finished product that still needs validation. I'm not sure what the final result will be..." As he spoke, Li Keji's voice betrayed a hint of confusion. "But something strange has happened, and I might not have time to push forward the experiment you want recently."

"What is it?" Lumian's tension suddenly tightened.

Could there really be something that would make Li Keji put the Mushrooms experiment on hold?

After a few seconds, Li Keji answered as if muttering to himself in confusion, "I'm Pregnancy."