Acceptance of the Heavens Begins with the Devil Fruit Tree

　　 Outside the world of truth, on space station 4, Morrel left the world of truth with Etrez.

Shuttle space, walking in the starry sky, Morrel is ready to mobilize the power of the door of the infinite, and take Etreis back to the world of liberal arts, but his thoughts have just arisen, and after a step out, he suddenly found that he has come to a place An elegant study room.

　　 "Dreamland?"

　　 After a moment of astonishment, Morrel quickly regained his composure when he noticed the abnormality of the matter. Of course, at this moment, the power in his body was close to boiling.

　　 "Yes, Mengjing, to be precise, this is the office of the Librarian of Mengjing."

　　 A low voice sounded, and a figure sitting behind the desk spoke. He was clearly there before, but Morrel did not see him.

Black tuxedo, silver chain with pocket watch exposed in chest pocket, gold wire glasses, teak pipe, flax-colored curly hair, light blue deep eyes, forty-something face, thin body, long face, kept With two moustaches and a cheerful and kind smile on the corners of his mouth, a mature, steady but not dogmatic and knowledgeable image came into Morrel's eyes.

　　 "I'm sorry to meet you in this way, Sean, but I just woke up, and at the moment I am not suitable to go directly to the Liberal Arts World."

　　 In response to Morrel's gaze, the man spoke again.

　　 Hearing the words, the thoughts in his heart turned a hundred times, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and Morrel bowed for a meeting ceremony.

　　 "I have seen the tower master."

　　 At this moment, Morrel already knows the identity of a man. After all, there are not many people in this world who can pull him into a dream so effortlessly.

　　 "Don't be so polite, please sit down, and please forgive me for my presumption."

　　 Reached out, the master of the Eternal Tower, the eighth-order power wizard Shupnos sent an invitation to Morrel.

Hearing this, he did not hesitate, Morrel sat across from Supnos, facing an eighth rank, even if he was not the real person, he had no more choices, but fortunately, this eighth rank was not the same. No malice towards Him.

　　 "Officially introduce, I am Supnos, a seeker on the road of truth, a part-time novelist and part-time drama creator."

　　Everything is ordinary. Sitting opposite Morrel, Supnos is like a mature, talkative, flexible-hearted scholar, with a cordial attitude, without the alienation as imagined.

"Here, I want to thank you first for your help to Yemengade. That little guy was born because of me, but if you want to really come out, you must get rid of my influence. At this point, I can't help him. ."

　　 At this point, Supnos let out a sigh.

　　 "In return, you can pick a book from this study and take it away."

　　 Looking at Morrel, his light blue eyes were clear, and Shupnos gave his promise.

　　 Hearing that, Morrel's heart is not at peace. Obviously, this rumored existence who has been sleeping in a boundless dream is very clear about everything.

　　 "Don't be nervous, the reason why I am so clear about these things is only because the little guy Yemengade was born not only because of me, but also because I grew up, just like my child."

　　 Seems to see through Morrel's mind, Shupnos added with a smile.

　　 Hearing this, Morrel remained silent. Another meaning of this sentence is that there are very few things in this world that can't be hidden from him, it just depends on whether he wants to know or doesn't want to know.

"Finally, it is also the important reason why I took the liberty to invite you this time. I hope you can help me bring this book into the liberal arts world. Judging from the current situation, you are the most suitable candidate. Of course, I Will also pay corresponding rewards."

Looking at the silent Morrel, Supnos said his main purpose this time, and as his words fell, a book as thick as a dictionary with a dark cover and a dazzling blood in the middle appeared. Above the desk.

　　 stretched out his hand and stroked the cover of the book with his slightly dry palm, and there was a trace of sorrow on Supnos's face.

"It's a bit ridiculous to say that many people call me the weaver of dreams and creator of dreams, but in fact I rarely dream. It is unknown so far, even if I have lived for a long time, but I have only dreamed three times in total."

　　 talked, relaxed mind and body, light blue eyes flashed with reminiscences. At this moment, Shupnos, who had already cut the shackles of time and immortal, recalled the past like an ordinary old man.

"When I first dreamed, I was only ten years old, and I was a child. At that time, I officially embarked on the path of wizarding. After that, I had a dreamland of my own. Of course, this may also be the void. The first piece of dreamland."

　　 "The second dream was tens of thousands of years ago. I don't remember it clearly. After that time, Yemengade was born."

　　 "The third dream was not long ago. This book is the product of this dream. I have a hunch. If nothing else, this should be the last time I dreamed."

　　 Fingertips crossed the pages of the book, and Supnos let out a sigh, seeming to be feeling something.

　　 Hearing these words, Morrel's heart was shaken.

　　 As a dream weaver, Supnos only had three dreams of his own in his life. This is a bit surprising, but what really makes people sigh is that each of his dreams is simple.

　　 His first dream gave birth to the first dreamland of this void. Perhaps it is precisely because of the existence of this dreamland that Hypnos discovered and opened up the path of dreamland.

　　 His second dream created Yemengade, creating a seventh-order great life in nothingness, a truly incredible miracle.

Thinking of this, Morrel unconsciously cast his gaze on the book on the desk that was as thick as a dictionary. As the product of Hypnos’s third dream, or even the last dream, what kind of existence he is. NS?

　　 "Can I take a look at this book?"

　　 Curiosity spread in his heart, Morrel did not deliberately suppress it.

　　 Hearing this, he suppressed his sigh, and a gentle smile appeared on Shupnos's face~www.readwn.com~Of course. "

　　 Reached out his hand, and Supnos made a please gesture.

　　 Upon hearing this, Morrel reached out and picked up the book.

It was very light, like a feather. This was Morrel’s first feeling, but when he actually picked up the book, he felt an inexplicable heavyness, and the dark cover and the touch of blood made it even more so. He felt a touch of absurdity and uncertainty.

　　Weird feelings were intertwined, and Morrel reached out and opened the cover of the book.

　　 Do you want to know the true meaning of life? A simple question, with blood flowing in the font. This is the preface of the book. Seeing such a sentence, Morrel's eyes froze.

"Although this book is said to be a product of a dream, to a certain extent it can be regarded as a novel written by me. Most of the material in it comes from my experience of wandering the dreamland of many worlds, among which I deliberately pursued it. , There are also things I have come into contact with unconsciously."

　　 "Of course, compared to the novel in the traditional sense, this novel can be said to be incomplete or open-ended. It is absurd but all-encompassing. I named it Nightmare Space."

　　 His eyes fell on Morrel, and Shupnos whispered.

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