Chapter 272: Journey
In the 'dreamland'.
Mr. Mercury looked at the four marks on the first step in silence.
The secret realm has been closed and the positions of all the marks have stabilized.
And in the first level, the three marks that had remained unchanged for thousands of years had undergone obvious changes, with the addition of the mark of the 'crow'!
It is second only to 'craftsman', and above 'dancer' and 'wisdom'!
“Second place!”
A mysterious person murmured beside him, "Just by opening a secret realm, he rushed from the bottom to the second place. Has another peak king in reality been pulled into the 'Dreamland'?"
Mercury also agrees with this assessment.
The secret realm is a completely devil-free environment. Transcendent beings at the third level or below who enter will directly become ordinary people.
Only the [Silver of Order], because it has formed a stable internal circulation system in the body, can barely struggle, but most of them will be weakened a lot, becoming comparable to the first and second level extraordinary people, and being knocked down to ceramic and bronze .
[Golden King] is a bit stronger, but most of them are still hovering around [Ancient Bronze].
Only the most powerful ones among them, who have mastered a large amount of general knowledge, can barely improve their strength to the third level, the level of [Quenched Black Iron]!
The situation of 'Crow' is that of such a big guy!
…
At this time, Fang Xian was also teleported to the Dream Town Square.
"He's 'The Raven'!"
Someone recognized Fang Xian and called out.
Immediately, a blank area appeared around him, and no extraordinary person dared to stand beside him.
Fang Xian ignored all this and just communicated with Bai Yuzhu, silently feeling the increase in authority.
At this time, his mark received a message, which was actually from "Wisdom" - "Stranger friend, we may have a chance to cooperate!"
"Old bastard, if you say one more word to him, you might fall into his trap."
Fang Xian rolled his eyes and was too lazy to reply.
Starting with this message, a large number of messages began to emerge.
Most of them were compliments and congratulations...trying to leave a good impression on this new boss.
This forced Fang Xian to use his newly acquired permissions to delete and block some of the spam messages in batches, and only then did he feel a lot more peaceful.
"Well... my authority is upgraded to the second rank. I can get a quota to recruit people from the outside world every seven days, open a temporary meeting room, instantly browse all the stall information in Dream Town, have the right to automatically screen, and... delete the account? Expel a member with the lowest authority from Dream Town and refuse him to join forever?"
Fang Xian was speechless.
This setting reminded him of the administrator of a group in his previous life.
"Luckily, the three kings didn't know my secret, otherwise they would have deleted my account and I would have lost this opportunity. Now that my authority has been increased, they can't kick me out, but I can't do anything about them either... Unless I become the fourth-tier [Silver of Order], then maybe I can try to completely control this place..."
"Dear Mr. Crow, thank you for your help this time!"
The 'Golden Knight' stepped out from the crowd and bowed respectfully: "If you need any help in the Narnias Empire, please contact me. Although I am not strong enough, I can still provide some small help..."
The 'Tower of Knights' was originally a feature of the Narnias Empire, so he didn't reveal anything.
"I will."
Fang Xian nodded modestly, but rolled his eyes in his heart: "Don't think too highly of me. I am Black Iron in the secret realm, and I am just Black Iron in the real world..."
However, he estimated that even if he admitted it now, no one would believe him.
Therefore, after greeting a few acquaintances, he disappeared and left the 'dreamland'.
…
Roland Manor.
Before dawn.
The hall was in a mess with cups and plates.
Some of the nobles who had been partying all night were lying on the sofa to rest, some had already made an appointment and entered the garden or specially prepared guest rooms, and others were yawning and preparing to return in the carriage.
Mr. and Mrs. Andre were not in good spirits, so they apologized and went to the master bedroom to rest.
Pete was in good spirits and was still entertaining guests and sharing cigars sent from the New World.
Fang Xian glanced at the scenes, and the expression in his eyes gradually became calm and indifferent.
He returned to his room, pulled out the chair for the desk, pulled out a piece of letter paper, and began to write a letter with a fountain pen filled with ink:
"To my dearest ones: I'm sorry for hiding this from you. Actually, my dream is to be a traveler. I want to taste the local champagne on the Raphael Tower of the Silver Eagle Federation, go to the throne room of the Narnias Empire and reminisce the iron-blooded speech of the Conqueror Emperor, and embark on a long voyage to the New World to be an explorer... Parting is always sad, so please forgive me for leaving without saying goodbye - Daniel Roland!"
Possessing Daniel's memories, his handwriting is exactly the same as the original owner.
After doing all this, he pressed the letter under the ink bottle and placed it in the middle of the table.
Immediately, Fang Xian picked up a suitcase, climbed out of the window, and left Roland Manor in the last darkness before the dawn.
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early morning.
Worcestershire, DeLand.
In a huge restaurant with gorgeous decoration.
"Cheers to our successful acquisition!"
Two well-dressed, handsome nobles with silver hair were enjoying breakfast.
A noble raised his glass and said, "After we return to the family this time, the family will definitely reward us handsomely, Dick. Perhaps the position you have always wanted will be easily obtained."
"cheers!"
Dick Miller, who was sitting opposite, was in his twenties. He had a frown on his face and seemed to be thinking about something, a little absent-minded.
This attitude was immediately noticed by the companion on the opposite side, who asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? You don't look well, do you want to see a doctor?"
"No, I'm just... shocked by the news."
Dick laughed dryly and pointed to a newspaper on the table.
The title on it reads: "The Gourmet has committed another crime! Who will stop the scourge of the ghouls?"
"Can you please not mention those disgusting things while eating..."
The person opposite was eating strawberries. When he saw the bright red color in his hand, he suddenly felt a little nauseous.
"Feel sorry……"
Dick Miller apologized quickly, but he thought to himself: "You have no idea how much of a stir the mysterious world high-level officials caused last night... However, the existence of 'Dreamland' is a secret even to most mysterious people..."
There is no doubt that he is also a member of 'Dreamland' and personally experienced the shock of last night.
