The bionic camera focused on the unconscious group of guests for a few seconds before suddenly going black.
The Dao Xuan Association had been aware of the unusual situation beforehand, so they had modified the camera tracking to allow the guests to enter Fantasy world.
When the screen went black and then lit up again, the guest group reappeared at the gate of the Sleeping Village.
The sudden change left Si Yan feeling disoriented. She leaned on Jiang Nuo's shoulder for several seconds before she came to her senses, her eyes glazed over as she looked at the flowers and vines.
"Is this... the so-called Fantasy world of gods?"
Jiang Nuo put one arm around him, pinched the back of his neck with her fingers, and leisurely raised an eyebrow, waiting for a few seconds.
All they could hear were the surprised cries of Feimina and Tuoba Hong, but they couldn't hear the annoying voice of the damn system.
It seems we haven't entered the instance.
Si Yong originally wanted to reprimand Jiang Nuo for being too impulsive, but as he got closer and saw the scene inside, he was so surprised that he forgot to scold her.
The Sleeping Village was now bustling with people coming and going.
Zhou Ling frowned, "It's because of the gods in the temple that those who were asleep have entered Fantasy world."
No wonder they couldn't be awakened by any means; they didn't seem to realize they were asleep.
"Speaking of which..."
Jiang Nuo finally spoke, raising her hand to shield her eyes, her tone languid, as if she had been thoroughly sunburnt.
"The sunlight is much stronger here; it's quite comfortable."
As he said, Sleeping Village is already dreamlike enough in reality, and in the Fantasy world, the sunlight is even brighter but not scorching; it only feels comfortable on the skin.
The flowers along the roadside bloomed even more brightly, and butterflies flitted among the crowds; everything was so beautiful, it seemed like a dream.
But when they were actually there, they only felt a chill run down their spines.
If you take a closer look, you'll find that everything here is quite strange.
Si Yan pressed her face against Jiang Nuo's neck, then glanced at the pond under the roadside railing, her voice soft, "There's no sunlight reflected in the pond."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a koi carp swimming slowly in the pond jump ashore, turn into a frog, and hop into the flower bushes by the roadside.
Si Yan: "..."
It's impossible for someone to think there's nothing wrong with them.
"Oh my god, I definitely didn't blink just now, right...?"
However, it's normal for strange things to happen in dreams.
Beneath the surface of beauty often lies something far more dangerous.
"Didn't anyone here notice anything amiss?" Tuoba Hong clearly didn't understand.
Zhang Quan: "The people here... don't seem quite right either."
The group of guests then looked in the direction he was pointing.
A little girl emerged from the flower bushes, wearing a pink princess dress, with a black snake wrapped around her arm.
She muttered, "I don't want that, I want a lollipop."
So the butterfly landed on the black snake, and its wings turned into the shape of candy, while the black snake became the stick for the lollipop.
The little girl happily licked the lollipop and skipped away from the flowerbed.
At the intersection she passed, there was another uncle pushing a cute cotton candy machine. The uncle was wearing a straw hat, but he was dressed in a proper suit. The white gauze hanging from the cotton candy machine fluttered in the wind.
If you lean closer to listen, you'll hear the uncle shouting that today is his wedding anniversary with his wife, who makes cotton candy, so he's out giving the children some to eat.
So passersby stopped for a moment to congratulate the uncle and the cotton candy machine, and lined up to receive the colorful cotton candy dolls that the uncle took out of the cotton candy machine.
Laughter and cheerful voices filled the intersection, gradually creating a sweet and pleasant atmosphere.
All the guests. "..."
Jiang Nuo: "It's quite inexplicable."
It's so hard to even touch its hair.
[Haha, although... but... my dreams are often this nonsensical.]
But looking at it in reality, it's really fucking weird!
So what should the guest group's task be? I feel like everyone here is already enjoying themselves; will they really agree to wake up?
"Hi, sir! May I invite you to my house?"
Another little girl popped out, ran lively to Jiang Nuo's side, tugged at his clothes and shook them, her big eyes blinking.
Jiang Nuo glanced at it, raising an eyebrow in surprise, "It's you."
They were shocked to discover that this was the girl they had found when they entered the village.
Is this the NPC starting to follow the storyline?
Jiang Nuo lowered her eyes, suddenly reached out and pinched her cheek, her smile revealing a deep meaning.
"Okay, then you lead the way."
The little girl, dressed in a princess dress, skipped and hopped, leading them into the bamboo house.
The layout of the room was exactly the same as what the guests had seen in the real world, except that there was no woman's body in the corridor, and the room where the two children had been sleeping was now empty.
Jiang Nuo subtly scanned the room, then looked at the little girl. "You should have an older brother, right? Where is he?"
The little girl still wore an innocent and sweet smile, silently raising her hand and pointing behind the group of guests.
They turned around abruptly and saw the thin boy huddled on the roof in a position that most people couldn't manage, peering down warily with his head out.
Tuoba Hong exclaimed softly, "Oh my god..."
Although it's untimely, one word is now popping into the minds of everyone in the guest panel.
Thin crust, generous filling.
This is no longer the blood volume a normal human could have. The fair skin was squeezed down to just a thin layer, as if it would burst open at any moment due to the inability to support it. The skin was squeezed to the point of being translucent, and you could even see the blood moving within it.
The boy also looked to be in pain, with blood constantly oozing from the corners of his eyes and nose, dripping onto the ground and being absorbed by it, growing into Xiaohua in the room.
The little girl shook her head and complained, "Brother, you're blooming flowers everywhere again. It's so annoying!"
She skillfully took out the scissors, quickly cut the flower into pieces, and then stuffed them into her mouth, crunching them with delight.
The boy's expression became even more pained upon seeing this.
"Okay, brother, I've cleaned it up. This is my good friend who invited me in to play."
The little girl suddenly stepped back to the doorway, her innocent and adorable face beaming with an even brighter smile. "You two should get along well!"
Zhang Quan realized something and quickly moved to stop the little girl from closing the door, but the next second he returned to his original spot.
He was starting to question his existence, and silently looked down at his legs.