Chapter 2098 A Communicator? <TOC> Chapter 2100 Incredibility
Translator: SumTLMan
999? What does this mean?
As Rhine was puzzled, the number at the forefront suddenly fluctuated, changing from 999 to 998.
998/999.
Looking at this number, Rhine had a guess. Perhaps this ‘communicator’ had a usage limit of 999? Having used it once, the 999 upfront changed to 998.
This meant that when the number reached zero, the communicator would become useless.
This was unacceptable. For a communicator to have only 999 uses was a significant flaw!
Although all communicators had a usage limit, 999 seemed too few. If it were to be used for communication, even if he did not use it personally, the wizards of the Savage Grottoes would likely abandon it.
Rhine couldn’t help but smile at this thought, proving that crystal balls were superior.
Crystal balls were not only mysterious, noble, traditional, and transparent, but now they had another notable advantage: durability!
Thinking that this monocle could reinforce the status of crystal balls made Rhine happy. He even wanted to see the expressions of others present, especially Liana’s.
“Don’t think I don’t know how you ridicule crystal balls at your tea parties. I’m well aware. Look at the monocle crafted by Angel, now you should realize, are crystal balls not better?” Rhine thought proudly, looking around.
However, before he could see Liana’s expression, a strange force suddenly invaded.
Rhine instinctively wanted to resist, but then Tree Spirit spoke: “Almost forgot to mention, Angel said if you feel a strange force, do not resist, it’s safe.”
Upon hearing Tree Spirit, Rhine thought for a moment and released his mental power from restraining the strange force.
Angel wouldn’t harm them, and Rhine wanted to find more flaws in the monocle. How could he know without experiencing it?
As the strange force covered him, Rhine’s perception of the outside world became increasingly blurred.
This feeling… was it like falling asleep?
The sensation of his brain losing gravity made Rhine’s consciousness continuously sink, as if plummeting into a deep abyss constructed by a sweet dream. When his consciousness slightly cleared, he found himself on a narrow path shimmering with faint light.
“Dream Bridge.” Though not a wizard of the dream domain, Rhine, being a top figure in the Wizarding World of the Southern Region, almost immediately realized the truth of this glowing path.
“Since it’s a Dream Bridge, does that mean the exit ahead leads to a Dream Realm?” Rhine frowned. “If it’s a Dream Realm, whose dream could it be?”
Beyond these questions, Rhine recalled something. Sanders’ previous communication with Angel, who was trapped in the ruins, seemed to be through Dream Entry.
Could it be the same method?
If that was the case, it might be problematic. Sanders and Angel’s communication seemed close but spanned realms!
If such cross-realm communication was possible for other wizards, then perhaps the 999-use limit of the monocle wasn’t too unbearable?
Rhine understood the terror of this communication method, but the thought of it potentially undermining the status of crystal balls dampened his mood.
Rhine shook his head, dismissing his subjective emotions and deciding to approach the situation rationally. He resolved to first explore this method of “communicating through dreams” and uncover how it’s achieved.
Step by step, Rhine moved forward, crossing the not-so-long Dream Bridge. At the end, he saw a bright, luminous entrance.
This was the Gate of Dreams.
Without hesitation, Rhine stepped through.
The surrounding halo of light merged into Rhine’s body, giving him a feeling of weightiness, as if his consciousness had been materialized by these lights. Before he could delve deeper into this realization, the blinding halo slowly dissipated…
It was like drawing back a curtain, revealing a lakeshore.
The lake, stretching to the horizon, shimmered under the afternoon sun. Sparse trees dotted the shoreline, blending into the vast green meadows.
Rhine also noticed a flower fairy with wings on its back, gliding over the lake, creating ripples on the water surface with the gentle breeze.
Everything seemed like a scene from a fairytale, brimming with sunlight and vibrant life.
“Is this… a dream?”
Before crossing the Dream Bridge, Rhine had wondered whose dream lay on the other side or if it was just the vast Dream Realm.
But once he truly entered this world, his first question changed to: “Is this really a dream?”
He couldn’t believe a dream could feel so real.
The sensation of the ground, the smell of the air, even the gentle warmth of the sunlight, none of it seemed like a dream. It felt more like a real world!
Just by the external environment, he couldn’t convince himself he was in a dream. It felt more like a different dimension.
However, as Rhine shifted his focus from the external environment to his internal thoughts, he noticed something off.
For instance, his current body.
Just as Rhine was about to examine his internal body, various voices reached his ears:
“Is this a dream? I crossed the Dream Bridge, but why doesn’t it feel like a dream?”
“Is this body really mine? It feels like mine. I can sense the power of my bloodline, but it seems to be in a dormant state now.”
“I can perceive my mental space, but I can’t use the dormant magic power within it…”
“Though I can’t use the magic power in the magic source vortex, there seems to be some thin magic power around here. I absorbed some to test it out, and it feels a bit odd. Like it’s fake, yet real at the same time.”
Turning around, Rhine saw, including Tree Spirit, everyone who had put on a monocle appeared nearby.
Liana was doubting whether the world around her was real.
Wallace continuously sensed the inside and outside of his body, revealing his scholarly nature.
Tree Spirit didn’t speak but stood beside a large tree, looking at it with curiosity.
Iron Armor Granny also remained silent, sitting cross-legged on the grass, enjoying the breeze and gazing at the distant outline of a city.
Filled with confusion, Rhine approached them: “Why are all of you in this dream? Are you real?”
“Or are you characters conjured up by someone’s dream?”
Rhine’s questions shifted everyone’s focus from the external environment to each other.
Indeed, if this was a dream, how could they all converge here?!
Dreams are random! If it were possible to locate someone in a dream, dream wizards would have done it long ago, but no dream wizard has achieved this to date!
Wallace stopped his research on Mental Space and magic power, frowning, “I came through the Dream Bridge. I can assure I have independent consciousness.”
Simultaneously, Wallace recited a sequence of Bodo secret language.
The Bodo secret language is a dynamic language code that requires a reference to the moment, inherent medium, and current mood to reveal a unique code.
It was developed by the Wizarding World’s predecessors in response to encounters with mysterious ruins where imposters replaced team members. It’s a non-fixed mental calculation code.
When Wallace recited this Bodo sequence, and Rhine decoded it, they could almost confirm that the current Wallace had independent thinking; at the very least, it wasn’t a figment of Rhine’s own dreaming.
Rhine knew he had independent thinking, and now Wallace did too, suggesting they might have truly met in the vast, boundless dream…
Of course, this is under the assumption that this place is indeed the Dream Realm.
Chapter 2098 A Communicator? <TOC> Chapter 2100 Incredibility