Chapter 187 Weird Dreamland
Luke looked at the unremarkable box in front of him, with a little expectation in his eyes.But more is calm.
if I get it I am lucky, but if not, it is fate.
On the way to becoming stronger, I still can't completely count on the help from the system.If the system doesn't give you what you want, you have to think about how to get it through other channels.
And will the system really give me what I want?
Luke was really not sure, but he still opened the box in his hand with the thought of making a shot.
The golden light once again illuminated the entire wooden house.The magic furniture, who were taken aback by this at first, were now calm and could no longer be calm.
Take a photo, take a photo.
Anyway there is no harm.
And after the light went out, Luke looked at the spherical object shining with blue light among the three things floating on the box, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.
Then he heard the introduction of the other two things. While being surprised, he silently began to conceive what kind of purpose he could use these two things to achieve.
"This end-of-term gift package is really good."
Luke said with some emotion.Then put the other two things into the system space.
He held the spherical object that shone with blue light in his hand.With a slight force, the blue ball was directly crushed.
Then, a piece of blue light dust drifted away and stayed beside Luke, like a group of blue fireflies.
Beautiful and mysterious.
And a moment later, the blue light dust swarmed towards Luke's body.
Luke felt such comfort, with a satisfied expression on his face...
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"Can such a simple illusion be used to trick people?"
The blond middle-aged man with a belly and a mustache had a disdainful smile on his face.
How could his home be like a model house?And the scene outside the window, just a few buildings, can it reflect the prosperity of New York?
"cut--"
With a sneer, he surged with magic power, and then opened his eyes.
familiar ceiling.
Just when he was about to get up, he felt the blood in his body rushing to his head.
The sound of rushing rivers echoed in his ears, but he knew that what was rushing there was his own blood.
The man showed a painful expression, struggling desperately with his weak limbs.And as if being crushed by a ghost, he couldn't move.
Enduring the blood pouring into his mind, and the sense of crisis between life and death, he forced himself to calm down, and then the magic power in his body surged again, and the magic power flowed through his body like blood.
His fingers trembled, and his five fingers suddenly clenched into fists.
He stood up abruptly like a tiger descending the mountain and pounced on the food.He was wearing rough clothes, and his head was still buzzing.
"Damn it, why don't you use this trick instead of the illusion?"
The man said viciously.But it also made him really feel the crisis.Such a person is a bit too dangerous.
I might not know, it will really overturn.
"You have to think about my status! If something happens to me, even if you are one of those people on the list, someone will find you out and kill you at all costs to vent your anger!"
He shouted into the void with a dry voice.
Then the magic power in his body surged again, and the feeling of dizziness disappeared instantly.
Dressed roughly, he looked up at his bedroom.Obviously there have been a lot of improvements in details, but...
"Is it still such a rough illusion? Who are you looking down on!"
So he slid his finger in the air and drew a strange symbol.
After a while, he opened his eyes again.
familiar ceiling.
He felt the feeling of blood pouring into his brain again.But with the previous experience, he has been able to deal with it easily.
This time, everything in the bedroom was exactly the same as in his memory, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not completely let go of his vigilance.Cautiously walked out of the bedroom door and saw the scene in the living room.
In general, it can basically remain the same.
He sat on the sofa and let out a long sigh of relief.From this angle, the scene outside the window is no different from what I remember.
but……
Looking at the photos on the table, he shook his head in distress.
"Why did you put the photo of my first love here...it should be my wife's..."
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familiar ceiling.
The man's magic power surged almost impossibly, calming the blood at the moment when the surging blood didn't make him feel uncomfortable.
Standing up, he took out his clothes from the closet and changed into them.
He skillfully opened his safe and checked if there was anything wrong with it.
He walked into the bathroom and checked the water level in the toilet tank.
Same as in memory.
I checked the pattern of the vase I just bought.
Walk out of your own house, enter the bustling New York, and start a stroll in this city that never sleeps.
The whole city is so lively, even though it is already late at night, but there is not a single star in the sky, only bright neon lights.
Walking into the red light district that he has always missed, a bright smile appeared on his face.Seeing the beautiful nightingales not far away, he burst out laughing amidst the surprised eyes of passers-by.
He smiled so presumptuously, so casually.Don't care about other people's eyes at all.
"I have to admit that you are really powerful. Your illusion has now reached perfection. It is quite real."
The man stood up and spoke frankly.
"However, you still haven't figured out one thing..."
As he spoke, a mocking smile appeared on his face.
Then he took out his wand directly, and poked the tip of the wand with white light at his forehead.
Familiar ceiling...
He still instinctively wanted to suppress the discomfort.
But before displaying his ability, he froze.
There was no rush of blood.
None of that discomfort.
He got up in surprise and found that there was nothing abnormal about his body.
There was a knock on the door, but before he could answer, the door was pushed open.
A woman came in with an ordinary appearance. Looking at the dull man lying on the bed, she frowned.The woman went to the window and drew the curtains aside.
Bright sunlight shone through the window and shone on the man's face.
The man subconsciously covered his eyes.He hadn't seen the sun for too long.So long that he himself has no concept of time.
Its daybreak?
Seeing the man's embarrassment, the woman shouted impatiently: "Hurry up and get up and eat! I have to go to work later, I don't have so much time to serve you!"
After speaking, he walked out of the room.
The man looked at the direction she left, and was taken aback for a moment, then laughed out loud.
"Back? I'm back?!"
Of course, this woman will not appear in the illusion with his memory as the core.If she appeared in the illusion, then this illusion would have nothing to fascinate him.
Every moment he wanted to escape from this woman.
But it is impossible for him to escape, because this woman is his shackles.The shackles those people prepared for him.
Therefore, it is impossible for her to appear in the illusion with the intention of beauty.
"This damn life."
decades later.
"It is with deep sorrow that we, here today, mourn the memory of Mr. Mathew White. He was a..."
A wizard in black read a prepared eulogy above.The look on his face was one of false grief.
Sitting below is a group of people covering their faces.They also did not have the slightest sadness.
The only one who couldn't cry was that ordinary-looking woman.
She is an old man now.The gray hair was crying and scattered.But there was no one around to comfort him. ,
The priest's voice continued.
"He has no children all his life..."
"He's average..."
"He has made many achievements in the shadows that are not known. But these achievements are destined to be unknown."
"He was a thorn in the side of many people, a thorn in his flesh. But he was proud of it."
"His life is not going well. But he can't say anything anymore."
The wizard looked at himself lying in the coffin.
"He finally ended this unfortunate life."
"This is not punishment, this is relief..."
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american night
In an ordinary and even a bit dilapidated forest hut.A man with short brown hair and a soft round face was sitting on a simple chair with his eyes closed.The next moment, a red-haired woman in a black leather jacket with a neat ponytail appeared in the room.
"My mission has been completed."
The woman looked at the man and said calmly.
The man didn't open his eyes, but a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"Okay, the next step is to put us in this position."
"That has nothing to do with me." The woman said coldly, "I'm only responsible for killing people."
The man nodded and said, "I know, you can go on with your work."
"Be careful, the French trio has already fallen on him. According to the information we have found, Jens himself should have died directly by his hands."
The woman fell silent.After a while, she asked, "Who took Jens and the others to do it?"
"I don't know." The man shook his head, "We really haven't found out. We don't know who that ghost is hiding among us."
The woman's pretty eyes cast a slanted glance at the man.Then he shook his head and said, "I'll go first. I'll go back and deal with that person, I won't miss it."
"You have to complete the mission even if you die~"
The man smiled and said: "In our plan, this position is very important, and it cannot be given to that Luke Gunter."
"So no matter what price you pay, you have to kill him. Even if you can't, make him give up this idea."
The woman listened to the cold words contained in the gentle tone.
He left here without saying a word.
After she left, the man finally opened his eyes.
"Bastard, this time I'm going to attack this Gaunt family member. I want to see if I can lure you out."
"Dare to provoke the relationship between me and my people, and let my people help you die."
There was a cold murderous intent in the man's gentle eyes.
"Of course... I won't let go of the guy who did it."
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"Are you sure Mathew White is dead?"
Jenkins Lem's eyes widened, and he looked at the subordinate in front of him with a look of anger.
The subordinates were taken aback by his eyes that seemed to want to eat people, but they still nodded and said: "Yes, we received the news of his death this morning."
Jenkins looked annoyed at first, then became silent.
After a long time, he raised his eyes and said sharply: "How did he die? Have you found out who did it? If this person is gone, then I need to contact the people above, this position I can't leave people. I can temporarily replace them during this time, but I can't trap myself in it."
"This is the most difficult thing to say..." Under the hand, Jenkins said helplessly, amidst Jenkins' puzzled expression, "First of all, our investigation results are that he...is a normal heart failure...no trace of magical influence , probably a normal death? Looks like it was just an accident."
In Jenkins' increasingly angry eyes, his voice became softer: "It looks like he was overworked, and then died of overwork..."
Jenkins had the look on his face as if someone had given him a piece of shit.But he still had to put up with it and eat it.
However, the anger on his face turned into a helpless sigh after a while.
"To be honest, I'm exhausted...I didn't feel any surprise."
Jenkins shook his head, and then said with a serious look on his face: "But I still don't believe that there must be someone behind this incident."
"It would be strange if Mathew White died so easily."
"Okay, we'll keep checking."
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Dumbledore looked at Luke in front of him in surprise.Luke looked at his strange eyes with helplessness on his face.Then he said to Dumbledore: "No, you always say what you have to say. Don't look at me like this. It's weird!"
To be honest, if it was an old man, it would be fine.But the old man in front of him is indeed a bit strange.
Dumbledore laughed aloud, and then couldn't help saying with emotion: "You have really changed a lot."
Indeed, Luke's height and shape have changed a lot. At this age with the greatest change, this change makes him feel completely different.
If you are not a very familiar person, it may be difficult to connect with this person in front of you and the previous Luke.
"Huh? Clothes?"
Luke pretended to be surprised and said, then looked at his clothes and said, "No way, this is not custom-made. After I changed my figure, I went to buy a ready-made suit. The custom-made clothes will take a few days to be delivered."
"Well, being young is a lot of trouble. I buy clothes too often."
Dumbledore looked at his robe, which should be much more expensive than his own, and shook his head helplessly.
But the next moment, he narrowed his eyes and said:
"It's not just about your body shape... The places where you have changed more make me feel even more strange..."
(The time is too tight, please change it first, and change it at noon. Sorry.)