In a deserted mountain range, a man and a woman appeared out of thin air on the hillside.
There is no grass growing here and there is no human habitation. It looks particularly desolate when combined with the dim sky.
Melisandre has regained her youthful appearance. She is wearing that familiar red dress, which is exceptionally bright and charming.
However, there is no ruby necklace around her neck, which makes her less dignified and more charming.
Unlike Melisandre, who almost sprained his legs, Gary is floating in the air, like a god.
Melisandre looked around in horror. She looked at the unfamiliar surroundings and her expression changed, "Where is this? How did we leave the North?"
Gary smiled and said, "This is another world."
Melisandre knows that some Magic can bring people into dreams, "No, this is a dream created by you. When I find your flaw, I can leave here!"
If it was just an ordinary dream, Melisandre could indeed leave like this.
But...
This is a world simulated by Gary using Primal Stone based on the "Lord of the Rings" movie.
Gary has seen the computing power of Primal Stone before. This place is no different from the real world and there are no flaws at all.
"There is a kind of creature called orcs nearby. They are extremely powerful in combat, cruel in nature, and hate humans. Are you looking for flaws here?"
Gary saw the contempt in Melisandre's eyes and said with a smile, "However, I still want to remind you, remember to pray to the gods when you are in danger. If Lord of Light does not respond to you, you might as well try praying to Supreme God."
Melisandre looked at him coldly, "A delusion. It's just a poor dream. How can it shake my faith in Lord of Light!"
"Then I wish you good luck."
Gary waved his hand and disappeared his figure. In his dream, he was an omnipotent god.
When Melisandre saw Gary disappear, he did not panic. Instead, he prayed a few words to Lord of Light and then started to climb up the hillside.
She wants to find the boundary of the dream, and the "border" is the biggest flaw in the dream.
Human thinking is limited and it is impossible to create a boundless dream.
Luke·Stark doesn't even have the most basic common sense and wants to trap her in a dream? Isn't this just trying to make a fool of the class?
Melisandre climbed for several hours and felt gradually exhausted. This feeling of exhaustion was so real that she couldn't help but recognize Gary's dream-making ability.
"With some tricks, I can actually experience such a real feeling in my dream."
More than an hour later, she finally climbed to the top of the mountain.
Melisandre Standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the surrounding mountains, canyons, forests and rivers.
If this is really a dream (of course it is a dream), then the place where she and Gary appear is the center point of the dream. So no matter which direction she sets off, the distance to the border is the same.
Melisandre climbed to the top of the mountain because she wanted to find a relatively gentle path. She didn't want to keep climbing, which would be a waste of time.
There is a large forest to the east, and the terrain there is relatively flat, which should save a lot of time.
She found the direction and set off down the mountain, heading east.
Gary in mid-air couldn't help but snicker. He originally thought of luring a few orcs over to teach the proud Melisandre a lesson. But he didn't expect that Melisandre would go to the gathering place of the orcs himself.
That forest is one of the few food sources nearby, and there are at least four or five orc tribes living underground.
Melisandre walked towards the east for several hours, and the soles of her feet began to tingle inexplicably. She took off her boots and found that several blisters had appeared on the soles of her feet.
"Gugu..."
Her stomach whined, and a strong sense of hunger stimulated her body.
Melisandre stroked his belly, extremely shocked, "Am I hungry? How could it be... it has been more than two hundred years, and I have long forgotten the feeling of hunger."
Hunger, pain, and exhaustion swept through her body. These long-lost feelings came out and almost collapsed her body.
"It's okay, these are all fake, I'm in a dream."
She took off her boots and walked barefoot on the ground.
Before she could take a few steps forward, the small gravel on the ground had already pricked the blisters on the soles of her feet.
Melisandre didn't seem to know. She stepped on the gravel and continued to move forward, leaving a bloody footprint.
After three days.
She walked to the outskirts of the forest, and her feet were already bloody, and some of the wounds were even starting to become red, swollen and inflamed.
Melisandre felt dizzy and dizzy, and it was not just a problem with the wound. Along the way, she drank from mountain springs and ate wild fruits. She was starving and her body was always in a state of hunger.
She felt more and more that this place really seemed to be a real world, not a false dream. Because everything around her and the various feelings she felt were all too real.
After going through all kinds of things, Melisandre began to pray to Lord of Light. Sometimes, she would light a bonfire and look at Flame in a daze.
Unfortunately, Lord of Light did not respond to her, and there was no foreshadowing in Flame.
She also had her final fantasy, "Through this forest, you will definitely reach the boundary of dreams. No one's dream can extend to that distance. The other end of the forest must be the limit of the dreamer."
Melisandre walked into the forest, and the smell of blood soon attracted a group of orc wolf cavalry riding wargs. They rushed through the forest, searching for traces of Melisandre.
Sensing the danger, Melisandre followed the river through the forest while avoiding the pursuit of the wolf cavalry.
Before I knew it, another seven days had passed.
The exhausted Melisandre walked through the forest and successfully arrived at the other end. She was in a very bad condition, the red dress on her body was in pieces, her long copper-red hair was messy, and her original beautiful appearance was thin and out of shape.
She looked panicked and ran staggeringly towards the east, as if something terrible was chasing her behind.
"Woo!"
Three orc wolf cavalry rushed out of the forest, chasing Melisandre in front of them crazily. They were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, as if they were deliberately teasing their prey.
Melisandre stretched out her hands, wanting to touch the edge of the dream as soon as possible. But no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't touch the edge of the "dream".
She gradually fell into despair. Isn't this a dream?
"Ah!"
An orc threw the ax in his hand and chopped off one of Melisandre's feet.
Melisandre, who was running, suddenly lost his balance, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled several times.
The wolf cavalry surrounded Melisandre on the ground, chattering and discussing where to start eating her.
Melisandre closed her eyes and kept praying to Lord of Light, hoping that Lord of Light would give her Magic to defeat these ugly orcs.
However, her prayers were not answered.
The three orcs quickly discussed the distribution of food. They waved the sharp blades in their hands and first chopped off Melisandre's two arms, and then prepared to chop off Melisandre's legs.
The severe pain of losing her arm almost made Melisandre faint. She silently chanted the holy name of Lord of Light, hoping to get a response.
Suddenly, a man's voice sounded in her ear, "Wrong, it's not Lord of Light R'hllor, it's Supreme God Gary."
"No! I will never give in!"
"Oh, then you go and die."