Using Azrael's ability as a director, he weaved a story unique to Wilson, in which Wilson was an orphan.
After taking care of Wilson's affairs, the time came to afternoon. There were no sailboats going out to sea at this time, so we could only wait for another day.
When I returned to No. 9 Bauhinia Street, I happened to see the postman stuffing a letter into the mailbox. That mailbox belonged to his home.
"Whose letter?"
If I remember correctly, this mailbox has never been used since it was installed.
He looked at the mailbox and pondered for a while, then took out the letter. The envelope was sealed with a gilded rose pattern. This was a magic that prevented the letter from being torn open. If the recipient did not open it, the magic would directly destroy the contents inside.
Attention: Mr. Joy Creevey.
Obviously, it wasn't the postman who sent it by mistake.
This made Joey even more suspicious of the identity of the sender.
He opened the door and walked into the kitchen to pour a glass of water. He sent Azrael back to the Round Table Hall before slowly opening the letter.
The first line of words that caught his eye made him freeze on the spot, and he froze in the movement of drinking water.
'I know you are preparing to go to sea, and I also know that your purpose of going to sea is to find someone'
At this moment, a cold sweat broke out on Joey's back for no apparent reason.
Regarding the matter of going to sea, it was impossible for anyone other than him to know about it, and also know his purpose.
'Tomorrow morning at 6 o'clock, Port Leah West Pier, No. 2 berth on the left'
There were only two sentences in the letter without beginning or end, but they made him look solemn.
Joey began to use his spirituality to examine his body. He was always vigilant and couldn't figure out what was wrong.
There are only two doubtful points, Maimaiti and Freya.
But then I thought about it and felt it wasn't right. Although Maimaiti likes to make trouble, such trivial things may not arouse her interest.
As for Freya, she doesn’t seem like someone who knows how to send letters.
"Who could it be?" I couldn't figure it out, so I simply didn't bother to think about it. Anyway, I would know the answer early tomorrow morning.
The next day, 5 o'clock in the morning.
The reason why Joey arrived an hour early was to nip things in the bud. If the other party set a trap for him, he could be prepared so that he wouldn't be caught off guard.
Of course, the best way to deal with it is to ignore the letter and go to sea as planned.
If Lucky Masters were ranked in the combat system, they would be at the lowest level and not even as good as some strong ordinary people.
However, in terms of spiritual acumen and investigation, there are many other ways to beat it.
Using Lucky Master's powerful insight, he explored all the possible traps on the pier in a short period of time, and found nothing out of the ordinary.
"Did I get distracted?"
Joey touched his chin, thinking hard. While thinking, his eyes were still looking around, inadvertently scanning in one direction, and his expression suddenly froze.
At berth No. 2, there was a woman standing there.
She was wearing a black round-neck sweater and a small vest, which perfectly outlined her waistline. Her fiery red hair was tied into a ponytail, and she had a delicate face, with an unconcealable trace between her eyebrows. heroic spirit.
If paired with a military uniform, it would be a heroic appearance.
The most attractive thing is the pair of eyes, which are amber, like a pool of spring water. Once you take a look at them, you will fall deeply into them.
Was it a letter from her?
Joey glanced at the height of the rising sun, calculated that the time was about the same, and guessed that the other party might be the person who asked him out.
He walked over slowly, and at the same time he was secretly on guard in his heart.
If a person is not ruthless and unable to stand firmly, if he has no ability, he will just live there. If he is not embarrassed, if the situation is not right, he will dive into the water and escape without hesitation.
The woman's gaze was originally looking into the distance, and her attention was not on Joey. Shi Shiran turned her head when she heard the footsteps.
When he saw Joey, he inadvertently showed a smile, walked up to Joey, and stretched out a small hand as white as jade:
"You came on time. Hello, Anne Bullock. You can call me Anne."
"Is this the letter you sent me?"
Their hands were separated as soon as they touched.
Anne said: "Yes, I organized this party"
"Party?" Joey looked at her suspiciously.
This sentence also revealed another piece of information: he was not the only one who received the letter.
Annie lightly trimmed her hair that was messed up by the sea breeze, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "That's right, there are still 6 people who haven't arrived yet."
It was strange that even though it was their first meeting, Annie gave Joey a sense of intimacy.
And he didn't know if it was an illusion, but when their eyes met, he saw a flash of red light in Anne's eyes.
The atmosphere fell into a subtle silence.
Joey coughed lightly and said, "I'm going out for a while."
Anne replied without looking up: "It's best to come back before 7 o'clock"
"OK!"
Judging from the feeling of getting along for the first time, Joey did not receive any sign of hostility from the other party, which also meant that Annie was not an enemy.
As for the purpose of this party, I believe there will be an answer when everyone arrives.
Ever since he received the letter last night, he hadn't slept well and his heart had been clenching.
Already prepared for the worst, being targeted by the 'Mermaid Forest'.
This was the conclusion he came to after thinking about it all night. After excluding Maimaiti and Freya, the only enemy was the third party, the pagan 'Mermaid Forest'.
After eating breakfast nearby, we slowly returned to berth No. 2.
At this time, many people had gathered at Berth 2, as well as a small sailboat.
Annie was standing on the deck of the sailboat. When she saw Joey coming back, she smiled and said, "Okay, everyone is here, let's get on the boat."
A group of seven or eight people boarded the boat with expressionless faces. No one spoke.
One of the rough-looking men shouted at the top of his lungs: "Little girl, where are you taking us?"
While talking, the man put a hand on Annie's shoulder dishonestly.
There was nothing strange on Annie's face, but Joey subconsciously took two steps back, silently mourning for that stupid guy.
The next second, the man clutched his wrist and howled.
"If you want to leave, I won't stop you." Annie smiled and stretched out her hand to make a gesture of invitation.
A group of people looked at each other without saying a word and got on the sailboat in silence. The injured man was no exception. He just glared at Anne fiercely and followed her on the boat.
It wasn't until the ship sailed some distance away from the port that anyone broke the silence.
"First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Anne Block. I am the initiator of this party."
As she spoke, she looked around, scanning everyone's faces one by one, and continued: "There is only one purpose, to find the secret of the dreamland."
The atmosphere at the scene, after a brief silence after Anne's words, a group of people began to chatter.
Joey also took a sip from these words.
The nine people on this ship are all people who have entered the dreamland.
After a simple exchange, a group of people quickly put aside their grudges and began to introduce themselves because of the same purpose.
"Joy Creevey"
"Olivia"
"Chris Toll"
. . .
So his name is Chris? Joey's eyes swept over everyone, and finally looked at the man in the corner who was rubbing his wrist.
When Chris saw Joey looking over, he glared fiercely and snorted: "Boy, what are you looking at? Believe it or not, I will beat you up."
Joey pursed his lips and smiled, too lazy to talk to this silly guy, and turned his attention back to Annie.
Annie cut out her hair and patted it twice with her palm, attracting everyone's attention, and then she said:
"First of all, first of all, I need to know the specific time when everyone entered the dreamland, and the number of days they experienced it."
There was a girl near the sail. She was very plainly dressed and her face looked sickly pale. She whispered like a mosquito:
"I've been there twice in total, just for two days, and I died there both times."
Everyone began to explain everything they had experienced in the dreamland one by one.
Joey didn't speak, but listened silently.
From these words, he got a message.
He is the only one who is summoned by dreams every night and has never experienced death.
Anne was the longest surviving among these people, surviving in the dreamland for eight full days before she died.
When it was Joey's turn, he had already prepared an excuse.
"I stayed for 3 nights and died 3 times"
This was the number he reported after careful consideration. Among the nine people, it was neither the lowest nor the highest, and it was inconspicuous.
Chris came over, put his arms around Joey's shoulders in a familiar manner, and sneered in a loud voice:
"I thought you were so strong. If you don't call me big brother, I will protect you."
Joey moved to the side without leaving a trace, sneering in his heart.
The purpose of this Chris was too obvious. There were a total of 9 people present, 3 women and 6 men. Joey looked easy to bully, thin and weak. He wanted to find a free younger brother.
Let him daydream.
"Why don't you take care of yourself first? Those hands are swollen."
Being humiliated, a sinister flash appeared in Chris's eyes, and he said "yes" with a smile on his face.
"Okay, okay~"
Joey doesn't cause trouble, nor is he afraid of getting into trouble. Especially after developing his new ability as a transporter, his confidence has grown day by day.
Although it is not sure if there are any extraordinary people among this group of people.
Even if there were, if he couldn't beat him, he would be absolutely sure to escape.
There was no other way. After knowing that Lucky Master was not in the battle order, the direction in which he developed his abilities was to save his life.
As the owner of this ship, Anne looked up at the sky and said:
"This ship was specially prepared by me for going to sea. It has plenty of food and water. We will spend a long time at sea in the future. I hope you can be prepared."
At this point, she paused, glanced at everyone one by one, and then said: "We are not far from the port now. I will give you one last chance. If you want to withdraw, I will not stop you."
Ever since he fell into disgrace with Annie, Chris has never looked at her in the eyes that he wanted to deal with.
He sneered: "Farewell, mother-in-law. Anyone who doesn't know the curse of Dreamland will die if it is not solved. I don't want to die anyway. Anyone who gets on this ship is desperate."
curse? Joey was shocked. This was the first time he heard this statement.
Looking at the expressions on the faces of everyone present, he felt like crying.
Co-author, these nine people are the ones I know the least about.
It seems that I have to find an opportunity to inquire more. Joey thought about it in his mind and began to choose a target.
It's best not to make any noise about this kind of thing.
In fact, he quite agreed with Chris' previous approach of finding a younger brother.
In this case, joining a group to stay warm and looking for collaborators is the best choice.
At least now, Joey has discovered that several people are close to each other and have formed a small group.
Damn it, there is still too little information and it is too passive. He found that he seemed to be isolated.
Naturally, 9 people, 3 girls, formed a small group, and the rest, 4 men, formed a group. Only he and Chris were picked out individually.
No wonder Chris wanted to make him his little brother earlier.
Seeing the small actions of the eight people, Joey complained dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter, do I look bad?"
At this time, one of the three girls coughed slightly, and everyone's attention turned to her.
Joey remembered that the girl seemed to be named Olivia.
Olivia stretched out a white finger and pointed at the sky, her voice full of seriousness:
"There's something I want to tell you first. A storm is coming."
Isn’t this a clear sky? Joey looked up at the sky suspiciously.
It was cloudless, with blue sea and blue sky. From time to time, seagulls and some unknown birds flew overhead, making sharp and loud sounds.
It will rain when the weather is so good.
Not just Joey, many people cast suspicious eyes.
However, Anne's expression was a little strange. She frowned slightly, then turned her head, looked at the person next to her, and said, "Gul Friedman, go sail the boat."
Gur Friedman was stunned for a moment, and then muttered in confusion: "How do you know I can drive a boat?"
Anne didn't respond, but turned around and said, "Olivia, are you sure the storm will come?"
Olivia pondered for two seconds, turned around and went to the bow deck, closed her eyes, as if feeling the humidity of the air, and the sea breeze blew her hair away.
This state lasted for about 5 minutes.
Olivia's firm voice finally sounded:
"I am sure"
Joey knows that without professional sailing skills, if you encounter a storm on the sea, the boat may be destroyed and everyone will be killed.
Then he suggested in a low voice: "How about we go back first!"
It's not far from the pier. Not far behind you, you can still see the buildings of Port Leah pier, and there are several large sailing ships docked on the shore.
Joey thought his proposal was a good one, but he didn't expect that everyone would oppose it.
Several people said in unison: "No."
Looking at the expressions on these people's faces, he could only shut up.
He always felt like something was wrong. I'm afraid there were many things he didn't know about this.
Wait, isn’t that a coincidence?
Joey suddenly thought that eight people received the letter at the same time. It happened that among these people, some could sail a boat and others could observe the weather.
It's like someone deliberately organizing people to go overseas.
Thinking of this, Joey couldn't help but turn his eyes to Anne Block.
I thought to myself: "What on earth does she want to do?"
