Chapter 788: Chapter 661 Stan Duplessi_2
The first rule is that the age cannot be too young, especially babies.
He had already realized that the nature of the Dream Kingdom does indeed have a greater probability of forming a bond with babies and children.
The second potential target appeared ten minutes later.
The reason for “potential” is because the little guy had yet to make a decision.
It just flew over a wealthy neighborhood, drawn there by a figure.
It was a villa, a piano room.
A well-dressed young lady was playing the piano.
She had fiery red hair, about fifteen or sixteen years old, fair skin, delicate and cute facial features, with so faint freckles visible.
Clearly, she possessed quite remarkable skills, the piano music she played was cheerful and refreshing, making one feel as though they were in a dew-filled adow at dawn, with a gentle breeze and the fresh scent of soil and blooming flowers in the air.
Inside the piano room, there were also two listeners, both in maid outfits.
One looked older, the other about the sa age as the girl, and both were stealthily yawning.
The little guy listened outside the window for several minutes, its small head turning a few tis, its cute little face a bit conflicted, but in the end, it did not enter. As the girl seed to sense sothing and looked over, the little guy turned into a streak of light and disappeared.
“Not attractive enough?”
Watching the whole process, Tang Qi conjured up a guess in his mind.
In his gaze, the piano-playing girl indeed had impressive magical potential. If triggered by so chanism, there was a high chance she could enter the Extraordinary World and beco a powerful Mage, or Witch, or another type of Professional.
But in the end, she was not chosen by the little guy.
Even though the little guy’s life was bestowed by Tang Qi, he would not interfere with its choices unless necessary.
Since he had chosen this way, he would give the “seed” his absolute trust.
In the midst of his thoughts, Tang Qi watched on the projection screen as the little guy seed to be struggling with the difficulty of choice.
Half an hour passed quickly.
Its footsteps had covered almost half of Eagle’s Nest City, and the number of potential targets had long exceeded a dozen.
A slum boy who loved to dream!
A vegetative plant girl in the hospital!
An old man about to step into death, but with an untainted childlike heart!
A young artist filled with fantastical imaginations!
…
In the past thirty minutes, Tang Qi hadn’t even been distracted enough to read True Love Fable, instead following the little guy’s shadow, reading “Holy Eagle Nest” – this bustling city.
Although still not comprehensive, the charm in the details still greatly interested Tang Qi. Since he had arrived in this world, his curiosity about it had never faded. Naturally, he wouldn’t miss this good opportunity.
The only thing that made him sowhat helpless was that the ti limit was approaching, and the little guy still had nothing.
It seed that from the first target, the baby that was rejected by Tang Qi, it had raised its standards.
The dozen or so humans that were able to attract it couldn’t make it decide, to choose one as its “Master,” also as the first chosen external follower of the Dream Kingdom.
Approaching seven o’clock, the night began to fade away.
The last bit of moonlight intertwined with the dawn, giving Eagle’s Nest City a sowhat hazy visual texture.
Within that scene, a nimble elfin figure danced through the air.
The little guy’s body was now completely unable to conceal its magical form.
It still looked like a snowball-like little dog, but from all over its body, dreamlike light points were overflowing.
This sign was too obvious; it was on the brink of dissolution.
Seeing this scene, Gluttony, Night Beast, and Elf all beca tense in front of the projection screen.
As a Magic Creature from the Dream Kingdom, the little guy indeed had an extraordinary affinity, especially for Extraordinary Creatures.
Tang Qi was also sowhat helpless; he was the little guy’s “creator” alright, but he couldn’t prevent it from breaking down unless it could find a “Master” that was extrely compatible with it, allowing Tang Qi to continue with the plan.
Now, ti has beco the key.
Because the little guy has conveyed a very clear idea.
It does not need Tang Qi, the creator, to do anything else; it must complete its mission.
As the one-hour ti limit is about to enter the final few minutes of the countdown.
The little guy that just flew out of an orphanage in the city area has almost turned into a light ball, and its life is also entering the countdown.
“Is this thod not functioning?”
Inside the tower, Tang Qi frowns, watching the little guy who is flying at an increased speed, but also about to collapse.
Failure on the first attempt is obviously not a good sign.
Just as this thought arose in Tang Qi’s mind, suddenly, on the projection screen in front of him, the little guy who had turned into a light ball ca to a sudden halt, then as if feeling sothing, abruptly accelerated, shooting towards a certain direction like a streak of aurora across the void.
“Hmm?”
Instantly, Tang Qi’s gaze followed.
He was just pondering whether that was the “last hope,” when quickly, the little guy reached its destination.
There were no special, or intense, scenes.
Just a dark alley, a dirty, stinking pile of garbage inside which lay a middle-aged man even more decadent than a vagrant.
This middle-aged man’s beard had grown down to his chest, hair clumped together piece by piece, wearing greasy, damp clothes that were completely unrecognizable in their original form, and on him, there were no items of value, with hands that seed to have been broken before, as muscles and bones were sowhat twisted.
Almost imdiately, in front of the projection screen, the three gluttons made noises of disgust at the sa ti.
Contrary to them, the little guy, seemingly on the brink of collapse, was not at all repulsed by the stench on the middle-aged man, jumped directly onto him, and amidst hopping and bouncing, let out excited barking sounds.
As the creator that bestowed it life, Tang Qi could clearly feel the little guy’s emotions.
It was in a state of excitent and joy, and its satisfaction with the target in front was even greater than that of the previous baby.
Even so, it did not proceed with the fusion imdiately.
It crouched on the middle-aged man’s chest, raising its fluffy, snowball-like little head, sending an inquiry to Tang Qi.
At the sa mont, through the little guy’s body, Tang Qi was looking at the middle-aged man, who was about to awaken due to contact with the “snowball,” in the pile of trash.
Through it, Tang Qi could still cast so magic, enough to dig out so information from the middle-aged man’s mind in the blink of an eye.
“A genius, and yet an unlucky actor? Possessing unimaginable acting skills, considered by critics to be the infecting power from the depths of the soul and mind, creativity that humans cannot possess?”
“The real world, however… mob chase… alimony… obsessive fans…”
Tang Qi curled his mouth in surprise, reading through the first half of the life of the middle-aged man nad “Stan Duplessi.”
From the perspective of ordinary humans, his half-life could be called legendary.
However, in the strange and bizarre Extraordinary World, he wasn’t too special… Hmm?
Tang Qi caught sothing, his expression suddenly shifted.
The next second, his voice echoed deep within the snowball’s mind.
“Fusion!”
The mont the creator’s voice rang out, the little guy imdiately let out a joyful bark, and its body, already on the verge of collapse, suddenly at this mont, silently disintegrated into a group of extrely dazzling, splendid dream light points, all of which rged into the body of the middle-aged man.
This middle-aged man, even more slovenly than a vagrant, woke up amidst gradually accustod pain, and upon opening his eyes, found himself as if in a world of auroras.
“Is this… Heaven?”
Stan Duplessi just woke up and imdiately fell into amazent because of the fantastic scene before his eyes.
What’s more, it left him startled, then delighted and relieved the next second.
He felt his body slowly floating up, looking down inadvertently, he imdiately saw “himself,” or rather his own body, lying in the familiar pile of garbage, while his soul, turning into a light ball, was flying towards an unknown, mysterious place.
Just as he thought he was about to enter Heaven, or another realm.
A voice, imnsely vast and great, resonated deep within his soul.
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