Chapter 809 The Revelation Continent <TOC> Chapter 811 Nightmare Orphanage
Translator: SumTLMan
Freud’s train of thought was gushing like a fountain, engrossed in the act of writing. Angel pondered for a moment, choosing not to disturb him immediately, but rather taking a moment to survey his room.
The room was immaculately tidy. Every object was meticulously placed and there was no clutter to be seen. One could infer that Freud, even in death, remained disciplined.
By his pillow was a stack of books.
These were the books that Angel had conjured to entertain Freud, primarily holographic tablets filled with fantasy novels. Angel had discerned that Freud had a penchant for novels about transformation, such as —Wind Blade Maiden—, —Lily Flower’s Crime and Punishment—, or stories about being reincarnated as a beast. Hence, Angel had conjured more of the same genre.
The placement of the books by Freud’s bedside was a testament to his fondness for this type of literature.
Angel casually flipped through a book titled —Heretical Goddess—, noticing that Freud had penned numerous thoughts in its margins. The remarks were not all praise; many were criticisms, including notes like “If I turned into a woman, I absolutely wouldn’t spend the first day like this.”
As interesting as the novel itself was, Freud’s commentary was even more so.
Perhaps Angel’s perusal of the book was too audible, for Freud, who had been engrossed in his writing, twitched his ears. As he turned his head, he noticed a book floating in mid-air.
“Lord Pat?” Freud called out softly.
Unfazed by being identified, Angel knew that any slight disturbance in his room would not escape Freud’s keen senses.
This indicated Freud’s acute attention to detail. Worthy of his former status as a potential apprentice of “Hurricane Tower,” he was left forever in the Purification Sea due to his overly trusting nature towards Isio.
“I intended to ask you something, but seeing how absorbed you were in your writing, I chose not to intrude,” Angel explained casually.
Freud set down his pen, “Lord Pat, what can I assist you with?”
Angel conveyed his intentions, primarily seeking directions. Upon hearing this, Freud expressed his regret, “Although the Revelation Continent isn’t extensive, it’s not small either. The area I’m most familiar with is probably the Central Empire. As for the other nineteen vassal kingdoms, my knowledge is quite limited.”
Since Freud couldn’t provide the directions, Angel didn’t linger. “Understood,” he said, preparing to leave.
But before Angel’s mental presence could retreat, Freud said, “Wait a moment, Lord. I’ve just finished drafting a research topic. If you’re free now, perhaps you’d like to take a look.”
Freud revealed the stack of papers he had been fervently scribbling on.
Angel glanced at the title page, —On the Combination of Illusions and the Dream Conch — 3rd Revised Edition—.
On seeing the title of this research project, Angel’s eyebrows raised ever so slightly.
In numerous instances prior, Angel had stepped into Freud’s chamber and stumbled upon the research topic titled, —On the Combination of Illusions and the Dream Conch—. Initially, it intrigued him. After all, these two subjects seemed poles apart, and the idea of Freud interweaving them was fascinating.
However, his interest didn’t prompt him to investigate further. He sensed that Freud had deliberately left this research lying in plain sight, hoping to provoke Angel’s curiosity and start a conversation.
It was a sly invitation to the bait.
Freud’s scheming nature was apparent, and while Angel didn’t particularly despise such cunning, he detested it when such ploys were aimed at him.
Hence, every time he entered Freud’s chamber, even if the topic, —On the Combination of Illusions and the Dream Conch— was conspicuously displayed, Angel merely responded with a dismissive smile, never prying or bothering to browse through.
Unexpectedly, this time Freud could resist no longer and actively urged Angel to peruse his work.
Previously, Angel wasn’t indifferent, merely too complacent to inquire. Now, with Freud actively soliciting his opinion, he didn’t decline.
Manipulating his mental energy, Angel picked up the research and began leafing through it page by page.
The project was voluminous, but most of it contained detailed supplements. Angel primarily scrutinized the conclusion. Upon finishing, his expression betrayed a hint of perplexity.
This massive pile of notes that Freud had assembled couldn’t exactly be classified as a research project. As the name suggests, a research project demands a clear subject and substantial evidence for support.
But —On the Combination of Illusions and the Dream Conch— lacked these fundamental prerequisites.
It felt more like Freud was indulging in a flight of fancy.
Freud speculated that merging the functions of the illusory realm and the dream conch could yield astonishing results.
The Dream Conch of the Moonlit Coast had a peculiar feature: it could pull all non-living entities into dreams.
In the wizarding world, this effect was generally considered as negligible. Yet, in Freud’s writing, it was portrayed as a power capable of overshadowing strategic-level Mysterious Objects.
Freud proposed that combining the dream conch’s ability to pull non-living entities into dreams with Angel’s realistic nightmare illusions could accomplish incredible feats. For instance, using the dream conch to draw alchemical materials into dreams, and since the materials were drawn into the dream, they naturally retained all their original properties. Hence, one could perform alchemical experiments in this dreamlike world.
Even though the alchemical materials used in the dream were expended, the real materials remained intact. This way, one could craft multiple times using the same set of materials.
Many aspiring alchemists are not limited by their innate talent, but by poverty and lack of crafting experience. In such a scenario, this method could significantly aid in training a large number of alchemists.
Moreover, many precious materials which alchemists are reluctant to consume for fear of spoiling them could be drawn into the dream. There, they could be tested multiple times until the alchemist gains proficiency. This process could even lead to controlling the final outcome of the alchemical concoction.
This was Freud’s hypothesis.
In this envisaged reality, it’s not just about alchemical materials. There’s a multitude of actions unthinkable in reality, yet perfectly feasible here, all encompassed within its realm.
Freud even imagined that he could exist within a world synthesised from the fusion of the Dream Conch and illusionary realms.
However, at the end of this research project, Freud admitted his helplessness in resolving the combination of illusionary realms and the Dream Conch, and subsequently creating a dream-like reality.
Freud suggested that if Angel thought there was a possibility in this conception, Angel could take it upon himself to solve it.
Having reviewed this comprehensive report, Angel fell into contemplation for a moment.
He found Freud’s idea quite inventive, which reminded him of some virtual reality concepts mentioned in holographic tablets. The idea proposed by Freud bore some similarities to these concepts of virtual reality.
However, Freud merely unleashed his creative imagination without considering many practicalities.
Most importantly, while illusionary realms and dreams might appear somewhat similar to some extent, they are essentially two completely different concepts at their core. How could they possibly be combined?
Angel personally appreciated this imaginative thinking, but he wasn’t particularly optimistic about it.
Yet, he didn’t completely dismiss the feasibility of this plan, as he hadn’t seen the physical form of the Dream Conch and didn’t know much about it. Freud had been in contact with the Dream Conch and knew its effects, so there might be a slim chance of making it work.
As for how exactly to go about it, that could be studied further after acquiring the Dream Conch.
“Nice idea, but it’s hard to implement,” Angel commented, preparing to further explain the difficulties to Freud when Drew’s startled shout came from outside.
“Lord Pat, I see people!”
The lengthy explanation Angel had readied was choked back at Drew’s exclamation.
All he could do was briefly tell Freud, “You can continue to think outside the box, but I think the chance of combining illusion and dream is low. Perhaps, you could check this book and see if you can find an answer.”
Angel conjured a thin book and tossed it to Freud, then hurriedly bid him farewell and left.
Taken aback, Freud picked up the book.
Its title was —Exploring Lucid Dreams—.
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The Revelation Continent, one of the many mortal continents near the Devil’s Sea, was somewhat unique.
Because, a long time ago, this continent had already entered an era of peaceful development, free from internal strife for many years. Unlike the Old Land Continent, where even a small empire like the Goldfinch had internal and external troubles. When Angel left, the war with the Sea Wave Dynasty was still ongoing.
Although the Feran Continent is dominated by the Anru Dynasty, there are many nations with covetous eyes and even the untamed regions that the Anru Dynasty finds hard to influence.
Hence, the Revelation Continent is a rather tranquil place. Tranquillity signifies prosperity, implying thriving commerce and a pervasive atmosphere of magic.
Angel currently resides in Borel Town of the Central Empire, a small town close to the capital city—Saint Seim.
According to Freud, his home is in Borel Town.
The town doesn’t seem large when viewed from the sky. But when you set foot and stroll into the town, you discover that while the town is small, it is well equipped with all necessary amenities.
Walking along, there are over twenty large-scale businesses, with branches of businesses representing nineteen duchies set up in Borel Town. Angel saw the Rose Trading Business, representing the Versailles Duchy.
The flourishing businesses here are a testament to the advanced commerce of the Central Empire.
The architecture here also has its unique charm. Almost every building has a distinct yet unified design sense, with fountains and various statues every few steps, and plenty of street-side musicians singing with their instruments.
This is a town brimming with a comfortable atmosphere, vibrant freedom, and a strong magic ambiance.
Not at all outdated, Angel even feels that it is more relaxing and comfortable than many nations’ capitals.
“Once Mentor Jon’s injury is healed, maybe I can bring him here for a visit,” Angel thought to himself. Jon has hardly left the Pat Manor since arriving in this world due to his injury. However, Angel clearly remembers that besides his obsession with plants, Jon is also passionate about art. Being a place immersed in magic all year round, Jon might like the Central Empire.
While Angel was contemplating, the young boy leading the way turned his head and said, “Sir, Tyson Lane is here.”
Chapter 809 The Revelation Continent <TOC> Chapter 811 Nightmare Orphanage