Chapter 967 Book of Dreams

Walking into 0827, Garcia seemed to have just taken a bath. The sportswear she used for morning exercises was replaced by a set of red and white martial arts robes. The rosy color soaked in hot water could still be seen on her cheeks; paired with the trousers inherited from the Wimbledon family. With his excellent appearance and wet shawl gray hair, you can't help but feel that your eyes are bright.

"Want something to drink?" She shook the cup in her hand.

I remember that when I first arrived at her house, she still had a look of indifference on her face... Of course, she wasn't much softer now.

"No, thank you." Roland asked curiously, "Do you have a game today?"

"Have you ever seen any athlete change clothes at home? Keeping warm before a game is one of the most important preparations for a player." Garcia poured herself a glass of milk and sat down opposite him, "No matter how shabby the sport is, The locker room is always a must in the gym - sometimes I really wonder if your common sense has been swallowed up by "erosion". "

"Haha..." Roland covered it up with an awkward laugh, "I thought martial arts masters would be special."

"In the eyes of the public, it is no different from other sports, except that the process is more exciting and the prize money is more generous." She shrugged, "The reason why I wear this trial robe is because I need to use the influence of martial arts masters later. force."

"Oh? Shooting a commercial?"

"We are going to march to protest!" Garcia said angrily, "Don't you even read newspapers? Sanye Group is going to demolish the wall on Tongzi North Street today. If we don't stop it, that group's next target will be It must be a Tongzi Tower, and your home will be in ruins by then."

Uh... He almost forgot about this matter, "Then... I wish you a safe journey."

"you--!"

"I'm a newcomer who has never played in a game, has zero reputation, and doesn't even have a trial robe." Roland pretended to regret, "Even if I go, it won't be of much use."

"Do you understand that everything depends on man?" Garcia pulled out a list from the coffee table and photographed it in front of him. "Look at the people on it. How many of them are martial arts masters? They are all residents on the bottom floor of Tongzi Building, but they are still willing to go with me to protest. ! If we choose not to speak out because we are not famous, then everyone will ignore our existence!"

Looking at the stubborn-looking Garcia, Roland couldn't help but be touched. Whether she was facing erosion from another world or ordinary life, this seemingly indifferent woman was actually more sincere than most people.

Does she need a place to live? Of course not, her background as the daughter of a big family, a star martial arts expert, and the master of the power of nature all enable her to easily buy a house in the center of the city. What she did was not for herself, but for the other residents in this old community - most of them were ordinary people who earned a meager monthly salary but could enjoy the benefits brought by the developed supporting facilities in the surrounding area. Once moved to a new area in the suburbs, the quality of life will undoubtedly drop by several levels.

Although he knew that these were illusions associated with the dream world, and that the residents in the Tongzi Tower were all defeated people whose souls had been swallowed up by Zero, as the world gradually changed in an unknown direction, he was not sure whether his initial thoughts were certain. Get it right. In a sense, indistinguishable illusions are no different from reality. For example, it is difficult for him to regard the radiant woman in front of him as an illusory shell. The longer he stays in the dream, the stronger this feeling becomes.

Anyway, the book has been brought back, so it's just a thank you gift and it doesn't hurt to go shopping with her.

Just when Roland was about to agree, a familiar name on the list suddenly caught his eye——

"Barrotesim".

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Among all the household information collected by the Taquila witch, this long string of characters was particularly eye-catching, so he did not miss this information just by scanning it at a glance.

Roland couldn't help but feel a jump in his heart. The appearance of the devil's name on the list meant that it would also leave the Tongzi Tower and participate in the protest march with the martial arts masters - this seemed to be an excellent opportunity to get a glimpse of the other party's memory fragments.

"Ahem, I have an appointment with someone else this afternoon...so I can only support you mentally." He turned away and pretended not to see the expectant look in his eyes.

If you are an ordinary person, I am afraid that you should exchange the right to read books for this cheer.

But Garcia didn't, she just stood up angrily, "I should have expected it, telling you this is a waste of time." After saying that, she quickly walked into the back room, and then walked out holding an old red book.

At first, judging from her posture, it seemed that she wanted to throw the book in front of him, but in the end she changed it to letting it go gently because of reluctance. "This is the book that the master always mentioned. Now that you have it, you can leave!"

Roland casually flipped down the lower cover, only to find that there was no name in the author column, only the word "unknown" written there.

"Does anyone know who wrote this book?"

"Why do you still write something unknown if you know it?" Garcia replied bluntly, "Among the many books in the Association's collection, its most famous thing is not the content, but the person who wrote the book. I heard that the person died before finishing the book, and the Association I can't find any records about him."

"Did he die while writing?" Roland was stunned. Did he die of a sudden disease? He originally wanted to have a private chat with the other party - half a century is not far away, and with luck, the author should still be alive. But even if he is dead, there shouldn't be no news. At that time, the filing system had become popular, not to mention that the other party was a martial artist who had awakened to the power of nature.

Something seems amiss here.

"What, are you scared?" Garcia mocked, "Don't you remember those ghost stories that are haunted by curses? Don't worry, at least there is no evidence that everyone who reads them will die, otherwise you wouldn't be recommended by me. I have become a martial artist. Of course, if you don’t dare to see it, I won’t make fun of you, let alone publicize it.”

No, you definitely will...

Roland picked up the book and nodded to her, "Thank you."

"Huh." Garcia turned away and didn't reply.

Returning to 0825 as quickly as possible, Roland locked the door immediately. The protest didn't officially begin until the afternoon, and he had several hours to satisfy his curiosity.

The title of the book is, as Garcia said, "Reason for Existence."

The shell is a red kraft paper unique to that era, and seems to be wrapped with a thin wooden board inside, so it looks very solid. Roland originally thought that since it was related to gods, the content must also be God-like, making it half-understandable. Unexpectedly, when he turned to the first page, his eyes were attracted by the other party's beautiful pen calligraphy.

There are words on the right, photos or abstracts on the left, and numbers below. The two correspond very accurately, as if this is not a book of predictions, but a rigorously derived paper.

Most of those photos have turned yellow, and the abstracts are basically from newspapers and magazines. Today with the popularity of the Internet, it is difficult to see handwritten documents and illustrations made with scissors and glue. The whole book reveals an old-fashioned atmosphere, but the content is surprisingly smooth and easy to understand, and there is no sense of alienation when reading.

The first sentence at the beginning of the book is that we have been deceived by the gods.