Chapter 76 Special Tour Hall Joint Dream Conference (4K 2-in-1)
What surprised Fan Ning was that the room was not only small but also empty.
The decoration materials are still exquisite, with a recliner in the center and a desk in front.
Fan Ning closed the door and stood thinking for more than ten seconds.
Although he was alone in the room now, after realizing that there was no room for maneuver, he carefully tried to lean on the recliner.
...It was quite comfortable. The next moment Fan Ning's attention was attracted to the front.
The wall there was surrounded by embedded colored oak strips to form a square. Fan Ning initially thought the things inside were paintings, but then thought they could only be called decorations.
It has a wooden frame and a linen canvas, but there are no graphics or colors on it. The only special thing is a gap cut by a knife on the canvas.
After the cloth was cut open, it naturally no longer stretched flat, and the two sides of the cut tilted outwards, revealing the black gap in the middle.
Fan Ning, who has considerable experience in art appreciation, began to appreciate the artistic conception of some kind of avant-garde or installation art the more he looked at it.
It was this careless stroke of the knife that made the blank object break away from the category of the plane and live in the real three-dimensional world. It also connected the void darkness behind the cloth with the self in front of it.
He even seemed to understand some of the mysteries related to "Jhin".
Fan Ning tasted it with relish, his thoughts drifting further and further, and his inspiration rising higher and higher. The gap suddenly erupted with cyan light, and magnified in front of his eyes. His whole body was like a car with the accelerator pressed to the bottom, facing the cloth.
Knocked in.
…
He first felt that he had had a dream.
There are countless sets of pictures floating by in the star world. Every time I capture the emotions or characteristics of the scene, when I am about to experience the dream and understand the dream, I am pulled to the next strange dream by some gentle but irresistible force.
Dragging along like this, it wasn't until the spirit body smashed through the boundary of the migration layer, penetrated the Huita under the external force, and fell heavily somewhere that he fully realized himself and found that he was sitting in a place with no upper or lower body.
On the heavenly steps at the end.
The stairs are as transparent as glass, glowing with light cyan light. The height of each step is the same as the height, and the nearby light is as sharp as a knife blade.
Just by turning around, Fan Ning, who was sitting on the steps, felt severe pain in his body. Cuts began to appear on his skin, and blood dripped on the transparent steps, sliding down into the endless storm below.
Some invisible existence in the dream drank Fan Ning's blood, cut his skin, and responded with shallow knowledge as a gift for Fan Ning to share the pain with it:
"The Lord of Witness "Slaughter Abyss" has been teaching people the skills of cutting and destroying, suppressing and fighting since the beginning of the world."
"...The ancestors polished the prisms, the knights waved their swords, and the soldiers fired bullets, all of which contain a number of links to pay tribute to "Jhin". All the skills will be gathered into some kind of observable form in the "Chaotic Sky Level" of the moving secret realm.
Image."
"There is another one, born in an unknown source, who was seen in the hall full of question marks, the "Wrathful Word". His angry fire once burned the skin of the world to peeling off and blistered. Although he has been disqualified, people can still
It can be seen from certain processes, such as conquering and being conquered, bullying and being bullied, rebelling and being rebelled, destroying and being destroyed..."
"The Lord of Witnesses is "Wolf Words". People will always recite words about Him throughout their lives. Reciting them will not bring blessings."
When these secrets about "Jhin" poured into his mind, Fan Ning realized that he was pulled into Lianmeng by a strong man, and was directly dragged into a secret realm of migration that he had positioned.
Dreamland!?!? Then what I look like now...
Fan Ning raised his arm in fear, and when he saw that the hand holding the pocket watch did not look like his own hand playing the piano, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Yes, the hat can be disguised from the spiritual level, and entering a dream is the spiritual body entering the world. The disguise will not be removed, but it is difficult to say whether it can be concealed...
In the brief moment he turned his head to observe, he had discovered that there was more than just the one he was sitting on.
In fact, the complexity of the structure of these steps is completely beyond the scope of logical understanding. They connect to another in places that should not be connected, and reverse the up and down relationship of the field of vision in places that should not be broken. The somewhat transparent texture is refracted layer by layer.
Along the nearby fork in the road, there are some reflective places that seem to be stacked with tens of millions of mirrors.
Fan Ning saw a dozen other people who had been pulled into Lianmeng sitting everywhere. It was "the so-called sight that he realized in the dream". It may have been refracted and repeated, but there were not so many in reality. He Meng was sitting
The criss-crossing heavenly steps above him are only the top in abstract terms.
These personnel should be either profound people or high-ranking knowledgeable people.
At this time, except for rolling his eyes and moving his cheeks and neck slightly, Fan Ning no longer dared to turn his body at all, because the ubiquitous sharp light in the "Chaos Heavenly Steps" made people feel too painful.
The blood flowing on the smooth and transparent steps is still jumping towards the endless bottom like a bloated red tick.
"Start the meeting." A low voice suddenly sounded in Fan Ning's ears.
Wherever Fan Ning looked, the illogical staggered steps were broken and became a little more consistent with experience - only in the distance directly opposite.
Another heavenly staircase appeared there, and a vague gentleman leaned forward, with his left hand on his knees and his right arm on his legs, sitting casually on the steps.
He has short, straight hair, wears a nostalgic denim-colored double-breasted dress, and gray gloves. It is vaguely visible that his facial features have the typical characteristics of a Tioline northerner.
This person is none other than the leader of the discussion group that Fan Ning has heard about for a long time, the director of the Special Inspection Department, Pogorelic.
Where is he now? If he summoned everyone in this way, he should not be in the Imperial Capital, or even in Tioleian?
Thinking about these questions, Fan Ning couldn't help but look at Pogorelic a few more times. He always felt that concrete knowledge was flowing on his body, like a layer of oil or an electric current, and there was a sheathed knife or somewhere on his body.
He was originally a knife.
In a daze, Fan Ning's eyes felt pain like needle pricks. The Tiantian ladder that had finally become stable began to break. His consciousness became shaky and he was about to fall out of his dream.
At this time, Pogorelic glanced at where Fan Ning was, and the broken heavenly steps in front of him were once again combined into a transparent and smooth form.
...This is the real work of Lianmeng, and he brought the spirits of so many people directly into the Huita... Fan Ning felt scared for a while. He knew that his reckless behavior just now was difficult to completely avoid, because this place was so awkward.
People are in a trance.
No one said hello, but Fan Ning felt the presence of those "out of sight" participants, and their eyes were focused on the leader.
Fan Ning's heart was always hanging in the air.
"Agenda One is about the 'disaster'." After Pogorelic finished speaking, he named her, "Miss Norma Gunn, the Inspector General."
...The Inspector is another Insightful One. But...he doesn't seem to pay attention to me?
Fan Ning stabilized his mind again, calmed himself down, and watched silently as a figure of a woman in a black palace dress gradually emerged from a step mirror in the gravity-defying part.
"The School of Harmony is still sparing no effort to experiment with elixirs on the objects they can find; signs of the Transcendental Club's secret mission began to appear among the workers in the Santa Ramburg area." Miss Oka's curved and folded shadow on the steps, gracefully
He bowed to Pogorelic and said, "They may be cooperating, or they may have their own plans. It is unclear whether these clues are related to the key of the 'Coincidence Door'."
"How did the recipients fare?" Pogorelic asked.
"Still attaches importance to experience, prefers risks, is overconfident, and sometimes neglects. The relevant departments of the empire are under pressure to carry out safety production rectification. Since it is related to the whereabouts of the 'disaster', the Bologna School is also actively promoting rectification. This is a rare occasion for the Upper and Lower Houses.
There were no quarrels and the level of agreement was quite high.”
"It's not a bad thing." Pogorelic said, "You have the responsibility to help the Bologna School eliminate the contaminated ones, and they have the obligation to cooperate in finding the wreckage of the 'Calamity' and hand it over to you unconditionally."
"They may not think so. After all, the knowledge of the three witnesses is their inheritance." Miss Oka said.
"It doesn't matter what they think."
"I will convey this attitude." Miss Oka respectfully accepted the order, "There is also a doubt..."
She knew that the leader did not like to chat with people by picking up the phone midway, so she did not dare to stop and immediately reported: "According to what several investigators learned, the informants in the Transcendental Club did not seem to be satisfied with the real situation.
The factory owner who caused the accident, those high-level officials who colluded with each other in secret, even exerted great pressure on management, and were promised that only those who were safe would receive more mysterious resources... This makes people feel confused and contradictory."
"In other words, they instigate industrial workers and middle-level managers to be careless and derelict in their duties during the production process, but they do not want to see accidents in the factory?" another unfamiliar participant on the side said.
"...It can be understood that way." Miss Oka said.
"I understand." Pogorelic nodded after thinking silently for a few seconds.
"Agenda Two is the matter of the 'Hidden Lamp' and the 'Fountain in the Painting', Mr. Rudolf Homon, Chief Inspector."
Hearing this, coupled with the information from the previous phone call, Fan Ning was completely sure of one thing - the potential entrance to the secret realm of migration in the ruins of the "Grand Palace School" needs two doors to be opened at the same time to be revealed, and there may be "
The remains of the source god of the "Hidden Lamp" and the "Fountain in the Painting".
He Meng, who was tall and had a stiff face, took a step forward: "Jo Vasius, the senior investigator of Ufranser, happens to be in Santa Ramburg. I asked him to report directly to the meeting."
"Oh, he is Vasius." Pogorelic looked at Fan Ning again.
Fan Ning struggled to stand up, and suddenly felt that most of the pain from being cut by the knife disappeared.
"It's a special honor to meet you, Mr. Director, hello, sirs." Fan Ning made the most nervous expression that Vasius could make, which seemed natural in the current situation. "The 'Anonymous Door' has been opened smoothly.
'Illusion Man' also successfully contained the gnosis behind it, but the pipe was lost in the chaos of time and space and could not be brought out. However, the current problem is to find the entrance to the secret realm of migration..."
"What about the 'Gate of Seven Lights'? Why don't you talk about the progress of the investigation into the painting burning incident at Prudence Auction House?" He Meng asked.
…How do I know what Vasius is pursuing?? A few drops of non-existent cold sweat began to flow from Fan Ning’s spiritual body’s forehead.
He bit the bullet and compiled his previous guesses into Che Lulu's words: "Well...at present, the reason why Benjamin went crazy and burned the paintings was because he was contaminated by the 'Fountain in the Paintings' during the preliminary investigation.
Everyone knows that he had followed the whole process of the Harmony School's 'Illusion Man' secret... This pollution caused his aesthetics to deviate, and he began to pursue certain heterogeneous colors, and gradually developed a physiological obsession with the colors of ordinary things.
disgust…"
"I asked you to talk about the progress." He Meng's tone was a little impatient, "...it's not a summary of the previous situation. You can just talk about the new investigation content."
How the hell do I know which information was mentioned before!!??
"Okay, okay." Fan Ning growled in his heart, while forcing a smile on his face, he agreed again and again.
He Meng scolded the entire Uvranser branch of the Special Patrol Department in his heart.
Isn't this guy's previous investigation and reporting skills so procrastinating? Is it because the enlightenment of the knowledgeable person is too low, and he is forced to stay in the Huita to lose his mind, or is it because he is too nervous to meet the leader for the first time?
Mr. Pogorelic's attitude towards his subordinates is generally gentle and he does not show off. This is because his level has made him considerate and tolerant. However, I have occasionally seen him get angry several times, which is very scary and terrifying.
, enough to leave a psychological shadow on the Insightful One. Don’t mess with it today.
Fan Ning continued to bite the bullet and said: "...The new development is that the key to the 'Gate of Seven Lights' may need to be shaped with some special paintings, such as the painting created by the painter of the Salon of Losers using special pigments and special techniques.
Works, we need to collect or draw them all...Of course, as mentioned before, finding the entrance to the secret realm of migration, or the location of the entrance, is also another necessary prerequisite."
This is definitely not an old account that has been reported. If the Special Patrol Office had known about Benjamin's subsequent actions, given the habits of these guys, the paintings in his home museum would never have been preserved.
Of course, he would definitely not mention Benjamin going to the art gallery to steal paintings.
"Didn't you say before that the problem was with the paint?" He Meng frowned, "This makes sense why Benjamin used the name of arson to cover up his behavior of scraping away the extraordinary paint."
"But now you're telling me that you want to collect or paint all the special paintings?..."
"Isn't it possible that Benjamin has to scrape off the paint and put it back together himself if he doesn't want the ready-made paintings that meet the requirements?"
"The people of the Harmony School are madmen, but they are not fools, right?"
Feeling the looks from all over the heavenly steps, Fan Ning choked with difficulty.
It seems that this guy Vasius, although he has grasped the details of the previous investigation accurately, the general direction has completely gone astray...
"Benjamin was using arson to cover up the fact that he was scraping away the paint." His previous conclusion had been tricked out by himself, and now he actually had the confidence to overturn it.
But the problem is that I don't know what other clues Vasius has investigated and what kind of information he has received from his colleagues.
When correcting homework, you have to follow other people’s problem-solving steps!
The current situation is that I am forced by them to change the score for a question, and I have to give the reason for the score and correct the fallacies, and then...the answer sheet is mosaic.
...Looks like we have to start a new business.
It would be too fake to make it up completely. Fan Ning had no choice but to try to use his own experience as the basis, and then stitch together the previously known investigation trajectory of Vasius, and "magically modify" to publish an independent version of the story. See
Could he fool the Special Patrol Office? So he said seriously: