Alice's Dream Club

The screen projected in the palm is the "world" Lynch used to use.

He has been so busy that he has not paid much attention to this power since he suddenly mastered it. Anyway, he can use it as he thinks, and it has no effect on himself at all.

The reason why I plan to think about it in detail today is entirely because of the next arrangement.

Whether it's the upcoming Jishihui, or the suppression of the residents of the other world when things get out of control, and even the subsequent meeting with the demon hunter needs a sufficient deterrence, enough to make him invincible, Hold the power of the right to speak.

Not to mention that as the investigation progresses, the final thing to face is the song of the dead that dominates withering and defeat.

Therefore, taking advantage of the free time now, it is very necessary for Lynch to "secondary in-depth development and get to know the brand new self".

Alice has always been Lynch's close-fitting little padded jacket. After sensing the depression in Lynch's heart, she came to his side immediately.

Seeing the microcosm in his hand, Alice could understand what Lynch was thinking even without reading his mind.

"Has the master finally got some unnecessary sense of crisis?"

The implication of Alice's words is very clear: Why are you panicking if I'm here for you!

According to subtle facial expressions and subtle fluctuations in tone of voice, Lynch can read a deeper meaning.

The girl might be angry.

Thinking about it, even though she is the owner of the club, Alice will take over all the general combat work. This is not only her job responsibility as a maid, but also all the enemies she thinks she encounters now, except Death Song No one deserves to do it himself.

The club is detached from the outside world, and I should also have the awareness to surpass all sentient beings.

So thinking about the power he possesses now is obviously annoying this lovely lady maid.

Of course, Lynch thought of a way to deal with it. Although he came here all these years alone based on his strength, he can find excuses to ease and relieve girls' emotions. Lie pocket money, right?

Patting the side of the sofa, Lynch motioned her to sit down.

"Where do you want to go?" Seeing that she insisted not to sit down, Lynch did not insist, "You must know that your memory and all information are based on my control of the club. I promised myself to solve this problem. Now I finally have time, so naturally I have to think about it.”

Hearing this, Alice raised her eyebrows, and after a few seconds of silence, Alice sneered.

"Create, continue to compose."

"Then do you believe it?"

"letter."

That is to say, the relationship between Alice and herself, if it were someone else, they would definitely not believe it if they knew it was fake.

It shows how much Alice dotes on herself, the enhanced version of a typical useless man who makes Ji dolls.

After reassuring Alice, Lynch continued to ponder this "world" ability, while Alice made tea for him. Without saying a word, she was quietly by my side.

He opened up his own perception, and at the same time, the "world" in his hand appeared flickering.

If you look carefully, you can see that the scenery in his hands is constantly changing, creation and destruction are constantly alternating, and the collapse and reshaping of the world seems to be going on like a rapid cycle.

After going on for a while, Lynch finally stopped ravaging the "world" and opened his eyes. Although there was bleeding from the earholes and under the nose, the corners of his mouth gradually became playful.

"interesting……"

"What's wrong?" Alice hurried forward to wipe the blood stains for him.

"I just took the risk of fully opening up telepathy to try to perceive the current world, and found something quite interesting: I confirmed that all local destruction and remodeling did not occur on the earth when the world was turned on and off, that is, The world that I can control is not here at least."

"Then?"

"Then I discovered that extraordinary races all have a strong ability to resist telepathy. The moment I opened my perception, I encountered a lot of blocking phenomena. It is okay to intervene by force, but it will cause more load on me now."

After thinking about it, Alice put some blood-enriching dates in the black tea and asked, "So what conclusion did the master get?"

"The conclusion is not completely certain, but do you still remember the kind of intimacy we felt when we went to the dream world?"

Alice nodded, and immediately responded: "The master means..."

"Try it and you'll know."

After finishing speaking, he got up and took Alice to the passage leading to the dream world. The latter saw the half-brewed tea thrown away just like that, with unconcealable distress in his eyes.

Through the long tunnel, the two came to this "primitive" world that has not been baptized by industrialization and modernization at all.

To be honest, if there is nothing else to do in the future, Lynch thinks it is really good to retire here, the air is so fresh that it can make people drunk.

After adjusting his state a bit, Lynch opened up his perception and telepathy again, and at the same time, he re-destroyed and reshaped the partial miniature in his hand.

Soon, Lynch opened his eyes, and he pulled Alice up again, and flew towards a certain direction like pulling a big doll.

When she arrived at her destination, what Alice saw was an indescribable space. There were a large number of glass-like fragments floating in the absolute blackness. This darkness was like a crack in the space. Come for total destruction.

The gap that was supposed to expand infinitely did not expand obediently. A large number of crystal fragments were suspended in this "crack". They seemed to be moving along a certain trajectory. Gradually, those fragments formed a group of ingenious shapes. , if Alice reads correctly, those fragments form a word: Alice.

Seeing this, Alice stared straight at her eyes.

——It turned out that Lynch's "world" ability originated from the dream world!

Lynch himself was also extremely surprised by this fact at this time, to such an extent that he even forgot to control the point above i.

Quickly gathering his mind, Lynch tried to reshape this place.

What shocked him even more, but it should be so, the control of the world is no longer so exhausting, just like ordinary sports, the burden caused by it has dropped by a few points.

Soon, under Lynch's control, the world returned to normal. The grass and trees were swaying with the wind, and the sun covered them with a layer of tulle.

As if nothing happened.

Slowly landing on the ground, Lynch held his head full of subtlety: there was anger, surprise, and unwillingness to treat himself dull.

"Damn it, I should have thought about it long ago when I was fighting the chaotic extension inside Cronus, why can I easily restore the world after destroying it in a closed space!"

Unlike Lynch, Alice's image is much better.

She squatted beside Lynch, her arms wrapped around her legs, and she wrinkled her nose vigorously.

"That means the club and I are both from the dream world..."

Suddenly, a big hand clasped Alice's head.

Lynch, who recovered, controlled his emotions as much as possible and said, "Anyway, it's a good thing to know at least part of the origin."

"It's not a good thing." Alice tried to avoid Lynch's claws, and the result was predictable. "Now all the problems of the Jishihui, the residents of the other world, and the demon hunters point to the dream world, and lead them to the dream world. What matters is the 'creator'... the club and I have always been in a state of aloofness, so..."

"Are you worried that you are the 'creator'?" Lynch got up and let Alice's hair go.

"It's okay if it's just the creators, at least it just proves that the club made them," Alice sniffed hard. For a pseudo-facial paralysis, it's quite rare for a frowning expression to appear on her face, "I'm worried about the club. What terrible things have you done before..."

"Scary thing?"

"That's...that's..." After hesitating for a while, Alice raised her arms vigorously, "Why did the Great Demon King want to destroy the world and forced them to the earth; what else is it that I am some kind of super intelligence and escaped from the world to escape?" My group chased and killed them before escaping to Earth, and the dream world stores a large number of intelligent life forms, like terminators..."

After thinking about it, Lynch grabbed Alice's face.

"Have you watched too many movies with the eldest lady recently?"

With her face pinched, Alice shook her head vigorously: "Second King and I watched..."

"In short, it's useless to think about the truth and what the situation is now," Lynch tried to calm his voice, "Instead of getting entangled in these things, it's better to find out what kind of existence the dream world is, whether it is a planet, or something else. A universe, or a plane of space."

"Then this job is beyond my ability..." Alice pursed her lips.

This should be the day she has shown the most emotions since she met Alice.

That kind of feeling gave Lynch a novel and epic sense of discovering the New World.

Turning her face in a certain direction, Lynch pointed to the seemingly empty world.

"Of course this job must be handed over to our loyal allies Olympians—well, your next job is to steadily adjust your mood and state, and go to Olympus to find Zeus after you calm down. Let him begin an extended exploration of the dream world."

"OK."

When the voice fell, Alice immediately returned to normal, and the change was so fast that Lynch witnessed with his own eyes what it is that a girl can turn her face faster than a book.

Really, if it weren't for knowing that Alice is not a real machine girl, Lynch would have wondered if she had some mood-switching mod, which could change modes with a flick of a switch.

Watching Alice go away, Lynch returned to the club.

When they came back, the other three girls had already finished their breakfast, Lasgrace and the second prince disappeared at some point, and only the young lady was left washing dishes in the kitchen.

Seeing Lynch's figure, Mu Xinyi asked curiously: "Just now when we were having dinner, we saw something distorted in the club. Banxian, are you doing something wrong again?"