Laplace was preparing to watch the second round matchup.
But suddenly, the holographic illusion suddenly stopped, as if time and space had stopped, and everyone's expressions were frozen at the most vivid moment.
The edges of the illusion began to become jagged and blurred, and the entire live broadcast illusion was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The live broadcast illusion is controlled by Angel. Now that there is a problem with the illusion, there must be something wrong with Angel.
Think about this.
Laplace stood up, jumped down from the balcony on the second floor, and landed next to Angel.
But he saw Angel looking blankly at the sky.
"What...are you looking at?" Laplace frowned and subconsciously followed Angel's gaze to the sky.
Under the dark and cloudless night, a star was shining continuously. Although its light was weak, it seemed particularly eye-catching in the boundless night.
"Stars." Angel said intently, as if he was answering Laplace, or simply mumbling to himself.
"Is there something wrong with that star?" Laplace's eyes flashed with confusion.
Although there is only one star in the night sky, this is not special in Laplace's view.
Angel did not answer immediately, but stared blankly for a while. It was not until Laplace pushed his shoulder lightly that he suddenly came back to his senses.
His originally hazy eyes gradually turned clear.
Angel finally calmed down after a while, and then looked at Laplace apologetically: "I'm sorry, I was lost in thought just now, and the live broadcast was also interrupted. Wait for me, I will recover soon.
live streaming……"
Laplace shook his head: "Don't worry about Luigi, let's talk about your side first. What happened to you just now? You feel like you are in a daze?"
After a pause, Laplace raised his head and pointed at the night sky: "Is there something wrong with that star?"
Angel hesitated for a few seconds and shook his head: "I don't know either. My spiritual sense tells me that something is not right about that star."
"Spiritual sense?"
Angel nodded.
Just a few seconds ago, he suddenly had an inspiration, as if something was calling him from somewhere.
He raised his head following his spiritual sense and saw the twinkling star in the sky.
Then, he couldn't feel anything anymore. He seemed to be in a daze before, but he was actually recalling inspiration and observing the stars.
Laplace: "Did you notice anything wrong?"
Angel shook his head: "I looked at it from God's perspective. Where the stars are, there is nothing."
Laplace thought for a while and said: "This is normal."
"The starry sky is basically the projection of the star spirit world. Even if it is a man-made box garden space, as long as there is the concept of "night", it will receive the projection of the star spirit world."
As for the projection of the star spirit world, it is not in the current dimension at all, so it is normal that Angel cannot see it.
Angel: "I also understand that the star is most likely just a projection of the starry sky, but it still feels strange. I rarely have this kind of spiritual perception, especially in the Crystal Plain of Dreams. This is the first time."
Looking at Angel's troubled expression, Laplace thought for a while and said: "If your spiritual sense is that someone is calling you, or that the star is attracting you, then you might as well go and take a look.
What on earth is it?"
"Go over and take a look?" Angel was stunned for a moment: "But, I use God's perspective..."
Laplace: "Believe in your own abilities, but you must also believe in your spiritual sense. Especially as an extraordinary person, your spiritual sense often reveals something of extraordinary significance."
"Something of extraordinary significance..." Angel muttered in a low voice, remembering a sentence he saw on the holographic tablet.
For life-changing things, you have to take risks; meaningful things always happen by chance; only unimportant things require careful planning.
So, the stars in the sky and the throbbing spiritual sense represent something "of extraordinary significance"?
Of course, being extraordinary does not mean it is a good thing, it may also be a bad thing. If it is so bad that you will never forget it for the rest of your life, it is also considered extraordinary.
"Then let me go over and take a look." After Angel finished speaking, he paused for two seconds and looked at Laplace: "Do you want to go with me?"
Laplace: "I won't go, I'll wait for you here."
The stars in the sky may involve the secrets of the Crystal Plain of Dreams, and this is Angel's "spiritual awareness", so it must be related to him.
In this case, Laplace is naturally unwilling to invade other people's privacy.
However, Laplace still said: "If you encounter danger or need my help, remember to contact me as soon as possible."
Angel nodded; "I understand,
Thanks."
After the words fell, Angel went offline directly under Laplace's gaze.
The surrounding illusions also disappeared. Laplace looked at the dilapidated attic not far away and sighed softly: "It seems that the second round of the showdown cannot be seen. I hope that I can see the third round."
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But then again, if there really is a third round, doesn't that mean Luigi will lose in the second round?
Moreover, according to the rules of the Star Climbing Challenge, if there is a third round, then the third round must be performed for the audience to score.
The performance location is usually: the stage of Eden College in Birmingham, or the grand theater, or a square with dense crowds of people.
Through a referendum, this will be more authoritative.
If we really get to the third round, just preparing for this stage will be a bit troublesome. When the audience votes, there will also be favor votes and emotional votes, and they will not look at technology.
Luigi really may not be able to beat Tarantino on the public stage.
So, forget it.
If you can't see it, then you can't see it. It's better not to come to the third round.
Laplace walked aside and sat cross-legged on the silver-haired throne, looking up at the only star above his head while silently waiting for Angel's return.
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Angel went offline once.
When he went online again, his location had reached the land of twinkling stars.
He was high in the sky, surrounded by a thick mist that looked like clouds.
But in fact it is not a cloud, but a mist formed when the nightmare aura is extremely strong.
Stepping out of the nightmare mist, even though Angel was only a conscious body, he felt extremely comfortable.
However, this was not the time to pay attention to these things. Angel looked around carefully... According to the direction of observation on the ground, this area should be where the stars are projected.
But Angel looked around and saw nothing.
Just like what I saw from the God's perspective before, there was nothing around except fog.
Angel searched carefully nearby, trying to find anything out of the ordinary. However, he didn't see anything out of the ordinary until he almost reached the boundary membrane.
"Could it be that my spiritual perception is wrong?" Angel frowned and murmured in a low voice.
"Or could it be said that the star is actually guided by the spiritual sense? That is, it is the body in the star spirit world?"
Angel narrowed his eyes, "Could it be that that twinkling star is actually the earth?"
There are countless planets in the Star Spirit World. Angel once speculated whether the earth where Jon is located is in the Star Spirit World. However, there is no entrance to the Star Spirit World, so it is difficult to get a definite answer.
Since the twinkling stars aroused Angel's spiritual awareness, he naturally started thinking in the direction of "Earth".
Angel thought for a moment and felt that this guess was a bit too outrageous.
There is no evidence at all, it's all based on imagination.
"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Regardless of whether the guess is correct or not, if you want to verify it, you can only wait until you find the entrance to the Star Spirit Realm in the future." Angel shook his head. There is no point in thinking about it now.
Thinking of this, Angel was ready to log off and leave here.
But at the moment when Angel's figure gradually blurred, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of the "boundary membrane" at the end of the fog.
Huh?
Angel, who was offline, immediately interrupted the process.
It's not that he found any abnormalities on the "Boundary Membrane", but he suddenly thought of a possibility: Could it be that the abnormal place is not inside the Dream Crystal Plain, but outside the Dream Crystal Plain?
That is, outside the boundary membrane?
Angel had never thought about this situation before, because he had observed the outside of the Dream Crystal Plains many times before, and it was always pitch black and he couldn't see anything.
Gradually, I stopped paying attention.
But just now, he suddenly had an impulse and wanted to see what was going on outside.
Since nothing is seen inside the Crystal Plain of Dreams, could it be that the place guided by the spiritual sense is outside?
Doesn’t the outside also conform to the direction pointed by the spiritual sense?
Thinking of this, Angel stepped forward quickly. Tens of seconds later, Angel arrived in front of the boundary membrane.
It is said to be a "boundary membrane", but it is actually an invisible barrier. This barrier is not static and will gradually move outward over time until it finally merges with the void outside.
However, at this time, the boundary membrane is still a "membrane", and the feeling of "hitting the wall" can be clearly felt.
Although this film prevents the movement forward, it is actually a kind of protection.
When the dream crystal original consciousness enters the void area, if you are not careful, you will be completely lost, and ultimately you will not be able to find the way back.
Angel didn't fight either
He wanted to leave the boundary membrane and go to the void outside. He just wanted to climb on the boundary membrane and observe the situation in the outside world.
As the actual owner of the Dream Crystal, he can borrow the main field of view of the "Dream Crystal" to observe the outside.
As his eyes slowly moved outward.
His eyes saw the dark void outside...
However, there is nothing in the void, just like before.
This made Angel a little disappointed, maybe he guessed wrong again.
Just when he had doubts, he looked back and looked at the mist attached to the boundary membrane. These mists were also filled with nightmare energy.
At this sight, Angel's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Is it an illusion? There seems to be a bright light in the fog?"
Moreover, the location of the bright light is very close to where his body is!
Angel suppressed the turbulent emotions in his heart and slowly pushed his vision forward. Soon, his vision entered the fog. Under the rolling waves of fog, he came to the position of light.
When he saw the glowing object, his eyes suddenly froze.
This is……
A floating bottle sparkling with stars?!
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Outside of Luigi's copy.
"So, the starlight we just saw was just a shining bottle?" Laplace looked at Angel.
Angel nodded.
Laplace hesitated for a few seconds and said softly: "What about the drift bottle?"
Angel only had a letter in his hand and did not see the bottle.
Angel shrugged: "Disintegrated."
Disintegration? Laplace didn’t understand what Angel meant.
Angel sighed helplessly and briefly told what happened before.
At that time, the moment he saw the drift bottle, his spiritual awareness resurfaced, and he immediately understood that all his previous guesses were wrong.
It’s not a projection from the spiritual world, nor a cloud from the earth. The call of spiritual awareness comes from this drifting bottle!
Although he didn't know where the drift bottle came from or why it appeared here, Angel decided to take it in and take a look.
Of course, Angel also thought about whether the drift bottle might contain hidden dangers or be dangerous.
But...even if it is really dangerous, Angel currently has no way to deal with it.
No matter how dangerous it is, it has already discovered the Dream Crystal. If it is left outside, the hidden dangers may be even greater. By bringing it into the Dream Crystal, Angel can at least restrict it.
Therefore, Angel immediately thought of pulling the drift bottle into the boundary membrane.
This is not difficult for him either.
He directly controlled the nightmare aura outside and slowly stuffed the drift bottle into the boundary membrane...
However, the moment before the drifting bottle entered the Crystal Plain of Dreams, it seemed as if it had completed the task of "drifting" and turned into luminous stardust, dissipating in the void.
The only thing that was in the drift bottle was pulled into the Crystal Plain of Dreams by Angel.
What's in the drifting bottle is a letter.
"Listening to what you said, it is possible that the drift bottle is a vehicle for transmitting information. When the information is transmitted to the Crystal Plain of Dreams and received by you, it will automatically decompose and disappear." Laplace: "However, Who will deliver the news to you?"
Angel shook his head, he didn't know either.
"You have no clue?"
Angel nodded: "I have no clue."
To be able to do this, at least three conditions must be met.
First, know the existence of the Crystal Plain of Dreams; second, be able to lock the coordinates of the Crystal Plain of Dreams; third, be able to use a drifting bottle to send messages in the void.
In Angel's impression, there is no one who can satisfy these three conditions at the same time.
Even he himself didn't know the specific coordinates of the Crystal Plain of Dreams.
Laplace naturally believed in Angel. After all, she had witnessed the birth of the Dream Crystal with her own eyes.
And during this period, she had been with Angel. She knew very well that Angel did not even tell the wizard organization behind him about the Dream Crystal Plains.
Therefore, Angel most likely does not know the owner of the drift bottle.
Then who could have sent this letter? Was it sent by mistake? It happened to be intercepted by Dream Crystal Plains?
Laplace's eyes returned to the envelope in Angel's hand.
The envelope is white as a whole, but there is a dark "printing" on the front. It looks like "dying", or it may be splashed ink, or a black wax seal?
Apart from this, there are no other traces on the envelope, nor any writing.
Neither the sender nor the recipient has been filled in. It seems like it is a drifting bottle that has nothing to do with it. Whoever gets it belongs to whomever it floats.