Chapter 670: Gradually Gentle Camus' spirit tensed up instantly. He supported himself with his left hand, stood up, and looked around vigilantly. He found himself still on the second floor of the house in Tewanaku. Riya, leaning against a wooden pillar, was getting up in a trance and confusion. Everything around him was no different from before he fell asleep. "Are you kidding?" Camus asked Louis Berry cautiously. What is this called "Dream Festival"? This is clearly the normal state of waking up after a good sleep! Lumian turned his body and pointed out the window. "Listen to what's happening in the jungle." Camus and Riya instinctively listened to the sounds outside and found that the jungle not far away was silent, as if it had fallen asleep in the night. This… Ruiya’s eyes narrowed slightly. She was born and raised in the primitive jungle and had been in Tizamo for almost a year. She knew very well that there would not be such absolute silence in the jungle. Lumian pointed to the floor next to the mosquito repellent candle: "Look here again." Camus and Ria looked over and saw that all the dead mosquitoes that were supposed to be there were gone.

Lumian laughed. "Of course, you can also think that I woke up early, cleaned up the environment, and secretly affected your hearing of distant sounds. This is all just a prank." Camus thought for a few seconds and said: "I'm inclined to believe you, but need some confirmation." "Yes," echoed Riya, who was carrying a hunting bow and arrows. Lumian looked at them, nodded slightly, and calmly came to a conclusion: Now it can be basically determined that the reason I can remain awake after entering this special dream is due to some hidden power in the "Hiso" house, and not because of any special qualities I possess. He invited Camus and Ria to sleep in "Siso's" house and enter a special dream, not only because he wanted to share information with the patrol team and get more helpers. This is also an experiment to determine key details! In the past few days, Lumian has conducted many similar experiments and mastered many laws related to dreams. He put his hands in his pockets and followed Camus and Ria who were hurrying downstairs to see how they would confirm whether this was a dream. After leaving Tewanaco's house, the two patrol team members ran directly to the nearest town resident's house. After discovering that the livestock raised on the ground floor of the corresponding house had disappeared, Riya quickly walked to the second floor and tried to open the door with a simple iron-black key. Camus opened his mouth as if wanting to stop him, but in the end no sound came out. Seeing this, Lumian nodded thoughtfully and said to himself: "Extraordinaries of the Arbiter Path will subconsciously maintain the current order and are unwilling to disrupt it. "If the Beyonders of this path also have official identities, this tendency will become even stronger..." Riya broke into the house and went through all the rooms with Camus, but couldn't find the family living there. The two then went to the police station near St. Sien's Church. The local patrol has five full rooms here. Kolobo, Maislo and Loban were all missing, as were the two policemen on night duty. "I now believe this is a dream." Camus turned around and said to Louis Berry, who was wearing a golden straw hat and walking slowly behind him with his hands in his trouser pockets, "But I am so awake that it doesn't feel like a dream at all." Before Lumian could respond, Riya's light brown face frowned slightly:

"When I was running down the street and searching the rooms, I felt something familiar." "Familiar?" Lumian relaxed his brows and asked calmly. Could this experiment yield some unexpected results? Riya thought for a while and said: “I seem to have had a similar dream. "In the dream, it was also so dark and quiet. The streets were empty. I was the only one running around, looking for..." “Is it a fragment or a complete dream?” Lumian asked. Ruiya recalled for a few seconds and said: "I don't know. I just remember a few clips like this." "Do you dream about it often, or occasionally?" Lumian guided Rhea to confirm the details. Riya answered with certainty: "Occasionally." "Occasionally…… “Even if the people of Tizamo don’t sleep in this house on a specific day, they can occasionally enter this special dreamland, but they can’t stay awake, just like a normal dream? "Perhaps, that was not a true entry, but rather a change in her own spirituality based on the red moon and other environmental factors, which occasionally interacted with this special dream. Unfortunately, Ruiya obviously did not remember the moon, weather and other conditions when she dreamed of similar fragments. If I could use 'Dream Divination', I could help her recall it... "None of the Tizamo people I asked in Paros mentioned similar dreams. Well, firstly, such dreams are very common and no one would remember them specially. Secondly, they have been away from Tizamo for many years..." Lumian's thoughts were in a rush, and he turned his head to glance at Camus to see if this "interrogator" had any questions. Camus asked Riya thoughtfully in a state of concentration that was not in line with his age: "What do you think is special about the townspeople of Tizamo?" Very perceptive! Since this dream seems to affect the entire town and the people in the surrounding areas, there is a high possibility that these people will show certain abnormalities in real life... Lumian nodded secretly. Riya thought for a while before saying: "Nothing special, just very domesticated..." When mentioning this, Ruiya sighed: "They are polite and courteous to others, have a gentle personality, are emotionally stable, are very obedient, follow orders, and even if they are angry, they can calm down quickly. When they encounter trouble, they tend to let the authorities handle it, rather than fighting privately or quarreling in the street..." These are the situations that Lumian had heard Camus mention and had also seen in relevant materials. On the surface, there was nothing wrong with them. They were a state of being domesticated. Riya finally added: "Their only problem is that they are not enthusiastic. Everyone is not enthusiastic. It's not that they use politeness as a mask to cover up the indifference and hatred in their hearts. They are simply not enthusiastic. It's like they are unwilling to show such emotions directly." Hearing this, Lumian thought of the Tizamo people he had come into contact with in the past few days. Except for some gentlemen and ladies from the Northern Continent, everyone else is calm, gentle, and not argumentative, and they always communicate with others politely and courteously. Then, Lumian thought of the Tizamo people he had questioned in Pylos Port. They can be fearful, worried, and flattering, and have rich expressions and vivid emotions. This is obviously different from the townspeople of Tizamo! “The people here have their emotions mostly absorbed by dreams?” Lumian finally found something unusual about the Tizamo people. Their problems obviously did not all come from the attacks and influence of that primitive tribe in the jungle! Hearing Louis Berry's speculative words, Camus couldn't help but hiss: "I just said that the Tizamo people felt weird, too docile. Even real cows and horses would occasionally get emotional and resist... And there could be such a reason..."

Ruiya's heart moved, and she said with a hint of fear in her solemn expression: “I’ve been here for almost a year, and I feel like I’ve become a lot more mellow… "My most intense emotions haven't gone away, they're still there, but a lot of the time they're like they're asleep..." Riya began to analyze herself. "It seems that everyone in Tizamo Town will gradually be affected by this special dream, and will slowly get rid of it after leaving." Lumian glanced at Camus, "For those of us who have only been here for a few days, there is no problem for the time being. Maybe it will get better after staying for a long time." Without waiting for Camus to respond, Lumian asked: "When will the support from the patrol team and the general's guard arrive?" When Camus mentioned this, his expression suddenly turned ugly. He gritted his teeth and cursed: “Those selfish bastards! There probably won’t be a lot of support. "The General's Guard said they already have a team of Beyonders here, as well as the army. Of the patrol team, only Captain Reyaza said he would come to support. Bullshit, that's bullshit!" Lumian was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud. The newly established institutions under the rule of the indigenous generals are indeed different from the official organizations of the Northern Continent. If the patrol team was replaced by the "Eternal Sun" Church or the "Mother Earth" Church, the official extraordinary people would have already formulated a plan and sent enough strong and sufficient people to deal with the problem, and they would have been prepared to completely destroy the town of Tizamo if the situation was not right. "The current situation is that General Queralil thinks that with me, a great adventurer who has the support of the Church of Fool, he can use the power of the Church of Fool to solve the problems in Tizamo Town. There is no need to send more of his own Beyonders to help? "That's right. Beyonders are not cabbages that can grow out of the ground. If too many of my powerful subordinates die, General Queralil will not only be heartbroken, but he will also not be able to rule Matanibong more effectively... "Recruiting alone won't fill the vacancies quickly, nor will we be able to quickly trust them. Even if we can recover the Beyonder characteristics and train the remaining people, there will still be big problems. Low-sequence ones are okay, but the promotion to mid-sequence ones has a high probability of failure. After all, most of the Beyonders here haven't mastered the 'acting method' yet..." Lumian quickly figured out General Queralil's mentality. He said to Camus, who was a little excited: "I'll take you around this dream and introduce you to it." "Okay." Camus breathed. He and Rhea followed Lumian and wandered around the dark, silent, and deserted town. After a long time, Lumian led two patrol team members into the primitive jungle and told them that he had seen the image of Tewanaku in the chaotic area ahead that seemed to be composed of dream fragments, and suspected that the mark of the "Apostle of Desire" existed here. Walking among the trees that looked like giants in the night, Camus became increasingly depressed. Before he could ask for details about Tewanaku's figure, he suddenly heard the sound of a bowstring being pulled. Snapped. An arrow wrapped in lightning flew from a distance, passed Camus who dodged in time, and pierced a rubber tree behind. Amid the crackling of lightning and the scorching of trees, Lumian, Camus and Ria looked not far away and saw a woman standing on the branch of a giant tree. The woman was wearing dark leather armor, holding a hunting bow and arrows, and her brown hair was tied into two strands and let down. Her skin was light brown, and her wild and beautiful face revealed an undisguised coldness and hatred. Riya! She is Riya! (End of this chapter)