"You actually...are real?" Ed narrowed one eye, his face full of disbelief.
"Why not me?" Sylvie turned her pen proudly.
She smiles a lot like Quinn, maybe because they both have pointed canine teeth.
"I thought you only existed in my consciousness...you know, like an invisible friend."
Ed once wanted to step forward and touch it with his own hands, but considering that the other party was a female, it would be rude to touch him:
"Can you catch the coin I threw?"
He took a change from his pocket and tossed it lightly.
"It's a trivial matter." Sylvie stretched out two fingers and easily caught the coin in mid-air.
"Phew, this is really crazy..."
Ed smoothed his hair on his forehead and blew into his fist. Although the flame words in my mind are also magical, the people who appear alive in reality are from another dimension entirely.
"Really? Would you rather believe that a metal disc really has some value than that a virtual program can turn you into a beautiful girl with black hair and red eyes?"
Ed didn't want to talk nonsense to her, so he quickly reached out and stopped:
"Okay, okay, we will have plenty of time to discuss social sciences in the future, but my two colleagues will be back later. How should I explain the extra woman in the room?"
"Well..."
Sylvie leaned back, using the two chair legs to maintain a delicate balance, and her soft hair hung down along the back of the chair like a black waterfall:
"The answer is no need to explain - you are my only observer, remember? As soon as anyone tries to observe my existence, I will disappear due to collapse. In other words, no one except you can sense it. my existence."
"That's great, it saves me a lot of work."
He put the cane aside, sat at the head of the bed, and slowly moved his left leg, which was bound with a plaster, onto the bed.
After Dr. Rowan's treatment, his left leg has shown obvious signs of healing in the past few days. Ed originally planned to simply remove the cast, but Rowan insisted on keeping it under observation.
Of course, this is also due to the recovery ability of extraordinary people that is far superior to ordinary people. Ordinary people would not be able to move like him if they had not been there for two or three months.
"Can I use this stone - like Issyk did, and are there any risks in doing so?"
Ed leaned on the pillow, put his right hand behind his head, and stared at Mentilosa's eyes in his hand. The temperatureless flames slowly flowed in the crystal wall, just like blood flowing in the blood vessels.
"Of course, risks exist all the time: you will be struck to death by lightning when you go out on a rainy day, you will be hit by a car when you go out during the day, and there is a possibility of you choking to death even if you drink tea. The risk is not terrible, what is important is whether it can be accept."
Sylvie turned around from her chair, put her elbows on the back of the chair and said:
"...The crystal itself has no traces of contamination, and Issyk has successfully used it, which shows that this sacred object can be used safely. We can give it a try. If there is a problem, I can Forcibly interrupt your dream."
Forcibly interrupting a dream is similar to active shock, which puts a huge burden on the sanity and may even cause a certain degree of mental damage, but it is better than the worst-case scenario.
This price is something Ed can afford. Ask yourself, he is definitely not a cautious person:
"Well, let's try. I hope I won't die suddenly just because I try."
Closing his eyes, he could now fall into sleep easily and entered the palace of thinking in less than a minute.
In the dream, Mentilosa's fiery red eyes were embedded directly in his palms, blending into his flesh and blood. Different from being calm and harmless in the real world, the two pupils were squirming crazily at this time, making people feel psychologically uneasy.
Just when Ed felt bad and wanted to exit the palace of thought, the two pupils suddenly regained coordination and stared into his eyes respectively. At that moment, it was as if invisible arms grabbed his consciousness and pulled it out of his body.
This feeling was novel and terrifying. Even though he had used the "Puppet" secret text many times to enter different bodies - one-eyed spider, wasp drone, he had never experienced being dragged by some kind of spiritual external force.
When the tug disappeared, Ed found himself back in his room at the detective agency.
The only difference is that since the main body is dormant, Sylvie is missing. The other self was still lying on the bed, with a thick plaster on his left leg, which looked funny and bulky.
I saw the Eye of Mentilosa in the main body's hand flashing with pale white fire, always staring at me. Ed tried to avoid its gaze, but the two pupils kept changing directions as he moved.
He stared down at his hands, and his palms were a little blurry and distorted, perhaps because the projection of the dream was not completely stable under the influence of reality. But that doesn't matter. What matters is whether he can interact with objects in the real world.
Ed stretched out his palm and held the White Crow cane, and the familiar warm touch came from his palm. Lifting the cane slightly feels the same as usual.
In this case, will the damage suffered also appear in the body in the real world?
Not sure if he should say it was because of his practical spirit or because of a cramp in his head. Ed picked up the cane rather rudely and tapped his left leg lightly.
hiss--
A sharp pain shot through his bones, causing him to take a breath. Even "myself" who was dreaming on the side, his left leg twitched in response.
Okay, scientific practice always involves sacrifices... It seems that Dr. Luo Wen is right, my legs should indeed be treated for a few more days. Ed fully understands the importance of following medical advice.
This feeling is a bit like the reflection controlled through the Mirror of Illusion and the "Puppet" secret script, but the reflection has no touch, nor can it pick up or use other objects. Even if the illusion is destroyed, the body will not be harmed.
He tried to walk out of the room, but found that once he escaped the gaze of Mentilosa's Eye, his strength would decline rapidly, as if the ice had collapsed:
It seems that the biggest problem with dream projection is that it must be within the sight of the gem, and it cannot be reached from any blocked place.
It is powerful in narrow and straight passages, but if it enters complex lanes and rooms, it will definitely be difficult to move. Unless, like Issik, he uses summons such as the flame demon to guide his vision...
Like a one-eyed spider?
