mythical visionary

Chapter 33 Aamir Khan, Thar Desert, Inverted Pyramids
After entering the dormitory building, Xia Mingwei breathed a sigh of relief. After seeing the weird scenes of the past life meeting, his adaptability was strong enough, so he quickly accepted everything he had just seen.

He took the elevator to the fifth floor. The gorgeous chandeliers hanging on the ceiling and the Hawaiian coconut wallpaper on the wall were all luxurious.

The second room in sight is the 501 dormitory. After confirming the house number, Xia Mingwei pushed open the wooden door, and the dormitory that came into view was empty.

He took a shower, put on his pajamas and lay down on the bed. The freshman uniform was hung on the wall of the dormitory, which was very thoughtful. He must be wearing the uniform for the rest of the time.

Extremely exhausted, he soon fell asleep, his consciousness seemed to be sinking in the deep sea, and finally came to the fantasy theater.

"Meow!"

Totoro leaned over the red seats one by one, narrowed its dark blue eyes, and rubbed Xia Mingwei's arm with its soft fur.

"Good evening." Xia Mingwei yawned, reached out and rubbed Totoro's head, "Xianxiangku."

[The number of fantasies currently stored is as follows. 】

[Daydreaming: 1 (After about 24 hours, the daydreamer can get a "Daydreaming")]

[Visionaries can obtain a "daydream" every once in a while. 】

"I have a dream..." Xia Mingwei slowly closed his eyes, leaned back on the chair and fell asleep, "Forget it, I'm too tired today, let's talk about it tomorrow."

After that, he was speechless all night, relying on the powerful biological clock. When he opened his eyes again, he looked up at the clock in the dormitory, which happened to be five o'clock in the morning.

Yawning, Xia Mingwei changed into the student uniform hanging on the wall.

This uniform has a black background with white grids, and the school badge of "crossed swords and a lion's head" is inlaid on the chest. It fits very well overall. It seems that the school knows his clothing size very well. Xia Mingwei's information was picked up before entering the school. It's clear.

After washing up, I walked out of the dormitory. The whole dormitory was still very quiet. The freshmen who came yesterday were probably exhausted and still resting.

So Xia Mingwei restrained his footsteps and took the elevator to the first floor. As soon as he walked out of the dormitory building, he saw a figure leaning on the stone pillar at the exit.

His shoulder-length hair was tied into a ponytail, his face was sharp, but his facial features gave off a sense of decadence. He was wearing a school teacher's uniform.

"Professor Fast?" Xia Mingwei raised his eyebrows.

Fast took off the cigarette in his mouth and glanced at his watch, "The data is correct, you have the habit of getting up early and running in the morning, and it's 05:30 on time."

"What do you want from me?"

"Come with me," Fast walked towards the deep lake and stepped onto the wooden bridge, "Before the formal start of the course, there are some things you must know."

Xia Mingwei followed behind him, "Is it just me?"

"Yes, just you."

"It's something to do with the 'Dreamer Sequence', isn't it?"

"You're very smart," Professor Fast snorted and hissed again, "but there's no other reason."

The sun had not yet risen, and the sky was still dark and blue. The figures of the two crossed the wooden bridge on the lake, like a long shot in a movie, and gradually came to the front of the teaching building.

Professor Fast didn't say anything more, and Xia Mingwei also kept his mouth shut with interest. He followed him all the way to an office in the teaching building. The layout of the office is quite classic. The chairs and cabinets are made of mahogany, and there is a faint fragrance. , The pendulum on the wall shook slightly, making a crisp sound.

The professor let out a long sigh of relief, sat down on the table, bent over to smoke, and then used the key to unlock the desk and cabinet, took out a document from it, and turned over the document with his knuckle fingers.

Xia Mingwei stopped. He knew that the professor had a strange temperament, so he just found a chair and sat down, waiting quietly for the professor to speak.

"You boy, have you read the admission manual before coming here?"

"seen it already."

"You must have a lot of questions about the Visionary sequence?"

"How did the two dreamers before me die?" Xia Mingwei was not polite. "Also, why is the dreamer sequence divided into three forms based on age?"

"Starting with the old one," Fast said, "the 65-year-old man in France, Silvano, tried to enter the fantasy in the second month after awakening the dreamer's coat of arms, and his brain cells were exhausted and died. .”

"Is it because of age?" Xia Mingwei was stunned.

"Yes," Fast took off his cigarette, and said slowly, "He is too old, and his spirit is not strong enough to support the fantasy power that a dreamer needs."

Xia Mingwei was silent for two seconds, "What about the other dreamer, that Indian kid?"

Fast glanced at him, then said:
"Aamir Khan, an eight-year-old kid from the slums of India, awakened the Visionary sequence while being transported by human traffickers to the Thar Desert.

"After that, when our people rushed to the Thar Desert, Aamir Khan was kneeling on the ground with empty eyes. He was like a scorched pine tree, his body was so old that he was half buried in the sand. Among them, the surrounding sand was stained red with blood, and the severed limbs of those traffickers were still buried inside."

Xia Mingwei was taken aback: "He used the power of a dreamer to kill those traffickers?"

"Yes, but that's not the point." Fast took another puff of his cigarette, "What's important is that our people soon discovered that in front of Aamir Khan, there was a huge pothole, and the sand was like a flood. Filling it in like that, but it can't cover the huge existence in the deep pit at all."

"In the deep pit..." Xia Mingwei was puzzled, "What is it?"

"An inverted pyramid."

"s?"

"As the name suggests, it is an inverted pyramid," Fast handed the document in his hand to Xia Mingwei, "this pyramid is just suspended in the deep pit of the Thar Desert, motionless."

Xia Mingwei took the documents and looked at the two photos posted above.

The first photo is: the boy stuck in the soil like a corpse.

The second photo is: an inverted pyramid with a width of nearly a kilometer and a height of nearly 500 meters. This magnificent building seems to be supported by an invisible force, floating in the deep pit of the Thar Desert.

Xia Mingwei was stunned for a long time before he asked, "Aamir Khan...created this pyramid with the power of a dreamer?"

"More than that." Fast hissed deeply.

"You mean..." Xia Mingwei asked, "What is there in this pyramid?"

"Yes," Fast said, "we detected the reaction of the mythical carrier in the pyramid, and then judged a fact." In the pyramid... a total of four mythical carriers are inhabited."

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