8mi Chapter 440 People in Dreams
Chapter 440 People in Dreams
Grace had a dream.
In the dream, her name was Grace Freud, and she was born into an aristocratic family.
My parents were in an aristocratic marriage; they had no feelings for each other and usually went about their own business.
Although they had no feelings for her, they treated Grace very well, at least giving her enough money.
Although the couple had countless illegitimate children, Grace was still their only daughter in name only.
They never punished Grace for anything she did. Little Grace used to think it was affection, but now she knows it's just indifference.
And so, Grace became fascinated with reading.
Because of her family's indifference, she only receives a word of praise when she displays her extensive knowledge.
And so, naturally, little Grace, who loved reading, became a mage who pursued the truth.
Being born into a top family, Grace naturally has no shortage of knowledge and books; however, no one is optimistic about Grace's future.
However, Grace no longer cared at this point. She had passed the stage of needing praise from others; she only needed to satisfy her own needs.
Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, Grace had become a high-level mage.
During this time, her life was never turbulent. Her powerful family protected her, so she never had to wander aimlessly like those wild mages.
The turning point in my life came from a dream.
That day, Grace fell asleep as usual.
Then she felt as if her body was falling.
Then, Grace woke up from her dream.
In her dream, she received a wise man's advice, which he told her.
"You will die in a dream, then lose your beloved, and finally return in a dream."
Very straightforward words.
This wise man claimed to be the Tree of Wisdom. When it spoke, countless leaves fell, which Grace saw, and each leaf on it was a dream.
"Your Excellency, the Tree of Wisdom, I wish to inquire: who killed me, and what does the one I love look like?"
"What you're saying is, all you need to know is that he's handsome, gentle, and... well... smart... controlling, kind, cold, starved for love, and very powerful."
"As for how you died? Curiosity killed the cat."
"..."
This set of words left Grace speechless.
What kind of extraordinary person could possess characteristics such as strong desire for control, kindness, indifference, lack of love, gentleness, and intelligence at the same time?
Is this a normal person?
Also, if you don't want to tell me, then don't. What does "curiosity killed the cat" mean?
Regardless, with questions lingering in her mind, Grace regained consciousness.
As a mage, she naturally knew and was certain that what she was experiencing was not a so-called "dream," not a fantasy, but a genuine trip to the dream world.
From then on, Grace became interested in this lover she had never met.
After all, there's no one else who can be this amazing. She just wanted to see what kind of person could be so incredible.
So Grace began to study dreams, which is why she studied dreams, and it's quite amazing.
While her peers were still circling in the middle levels of dreams, Grace had already been going to the deep levels of dreams every day.
At the same time, she also discovered that the so-called Tree of Wisdom was probably not something from the deepest dream, but rather something from the deeper level, a place that Grace called the lower dream.
When a mage discovers a place in their field of study that they have seen or even come into contact with but have never studied, their curiosity will expand uncontrollably.
In the end, she died in such a place, truly proving the saying that curiosity killed the cat.
Grace Freud, at the entrance to the lower realms of dreams, was torn apart by the endless power of dreams and was eventually absorbed by a dream world.
This was her life. She never participated in wars; she was always engaged in research. You could say she was a true research fanatic.
Of course, in the end, Grace still left the family. After all, she was nearly seven thousand years old at that time, and the family called her their ancestor. There was no kinship between them.
"..."
When Grace woke up from her dream, she was speechless and also a little angry at her son's lack of ambition.
"Seriously, why am I so cowardly after losing my memory?!"
"Just push that guy aside, make it a fait accompli, and then who cares about anything else!"
I casually complained a couple of times.
"But Master? He really gives off a... warm feeling."
"Hehe, wait for me, wait for me to save you, Master. Then I'll be your master up there..."
Clearly, Grace had fallen into a strange fantasy.
Jiang Shuzhou was speechless at this.
That's enough. Can you beat me?
At this moment, Grace had the ability and possibility to kill Him, though it was small, it was not impossible.
Jiang Shuzhou made no move in response; he simply watched quietly.
"Master is quite remarkable. For a native of a dream world to be able to create these things is quite a talent. Once I revive him, we can do research together, write papers together, eat together, and sleep together."
For a monk, researching and writing papers together is already a very romantic thing.
At this moment, Jiang Shuzhou was still observing Grace.
Then, Grace began preparations.
At this moment, Jiang Shuzhou's humanity compelled Him to blink.
Jiang Shuzhou blinked, and in the blink of an eye, five years had passed.
Five years may be a long time, but for Jiang Shuzhou, it was just a moment of peace.
"Navis Lebo! I'll take your life!"
In the blink of an eye, Grace was ready and came to challenge Jiang Shuzhou.
This is why you need to blink; if Jiang Shuzhou keeps watching, then Grace's methods will be greatly reduced.
Now it's different; at least Jiang Shuzhou doesn't know what Grace has prepared.
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The surrounding elemental concentration was frighteningly high, and countless laws were also extremely active.
Grace was standing atop a flat-topped mountain peak, surrounded by countless clouds.
According to Grace's calculations, this is where the laws are most active.
Or rather, this is the center of the world.
"Navis Lebo, I'll take your life!"
Almost immediately after Grace's rude remarks, an incredibly powerful aura descended.
"Freud, shall I call you Grace Freud, or Grace Jiang?"
A cold voice rang out; it was the voice of Jiang Shuzhou's will.
Grace's attitude largely determines how lenient Jiang Shuzhou is with her.
"Call me Grace Jiang."
"It seems you've made a clean break with the past."
Jiang Shuzhou was very satisfied; he hadn't spoiled the child for nothing, and he hadn't made her wash the dishes for nothing.
"I'm here to order you, Navis Lebo, to hand over Jiang Shuzhou, who is also my master. If you agree, then we'll part ways; if not, then die!"
It was a very domineering statement, but Jiang Shuzhou naturally wouldn't hand over his own possessions.
"Come and take it if you want it, or kill me, or he'll never come back to life."