Chapter 480 The Door Is Locked

[Jewelry/Material: Fantasy Orb]

[A special gem condensed from psychedelic dreams. The power of the world is transformed and retained inside the gem, shining out the past light of the world; it can also be used as a material to make other props. 】

[Mythical gems, the value is inestimable! 】

["Are we really just false existences? Are you really our creator? Did we do anything wrong to disappoint you? Why did you abandon us!"

"We'll never know the answer."

"Although you abandoned us, we will not leave you. We hope to accompany you until the end. Here is our treasure, our knowledge, our memory... our world, everything you gave us."

"I hope this gift will be helpful to you."

"Do you like our gift? Is what we did meaningful?"

"If you like, occasionally, please remember us."]

"..."

Lindsay felt a heavy weight on her hand.

At this moment, Finbull has left.

He still needs to direct the theater preparations, leaving only the curious Yao Xing to accompany Lindsay and Wala Wala.

"Yaoxing, do you know where this gem came from?"

Yao Xing naturally shook his head:

"have no idea."

"Only a few people are qualified to enter the treasure trove of theater, and I am still far away."

Speaking of this, Yao Xing was naturally a little curious:

"Lindsay, are you not happy with it?"

"..."

"Satisfied, I should say beyond imagination."

Lindsay looked at the synthesis formula.

[1 Dream Orb + 1 Four-Element Magic Pattern + 1 Origin Furnace + 1 Life Core = Small World]

[1 Dream Orb + 1 Colorful Glow Sword = Rainbow Dream Blade]

[1 Dream Orb + 1 Convict Scepter + Inquisitor Scepter = Judgment Rod]

…

The synthesis formulas related to [Dream Orb] are beyond specifications one by one.

Obviously it's not something that can be made right now.

However, it was precisely because of the special nature of [Dream Orb] that Lindsay also curiously asked:

"In the City of Thousand Sails, will the world created by artists also be destroyed?"

Wala Wala explained to Lindsay:

"Although it's less, of course it will."

"The depletion of resources or the outbreak of civil war may lead to such consequences."

Wala Wala subtly noticed the specialness of the gem:

"What, Lindsay?"

"Is this gem related to the destruction of the psychedelic dream?"

Lindsay nodded:

"That's right."

Yao Xing also agreed beside him:

"After all, it is the adult's order, and Mr. Finbull will definitely take it seriously."

That adult...?

Lindsay raised his eyebrows, and he immediately realized that the 'that adult' mentioned by Yao Xing was Fenna.

People couldn't remember her name, so the actors used it as a nickname.

However, this title gave Lindsay an indescribable sense of intimacy, as if everyone was making some weird Kingdom of Light joke.

Lindsay suppressed her smile:

"Speaking of that adult..."

Click——

At this time, the door to the lounge was opened.

A young actor poked his head in and glanced at the three of them.

He glanced at Lindsay jealously, and then asked Yaoxing with admiration:

"Yaoxing, do you have time?"

"We have to rehearse a few more times here. You will also participate in the parade tomorrow, right?"

"Ah" Yaoxing said with a serious expression, "I'm going to rehearse."

"Lindsay, Walla Walla, Mr. Finbull has given orders that you can do whatever you want in the theater."

"I'll take my leave first!"

Yaoxing left in a hurry.

Wala Wala twisted her body and sat next to Lindsay:

"Lindsay, what happened to that old woman?"

Lindsay replied seriously:

"There were a lot of things she said that didn't mean anything, and they had to be clarified."

Wala Wala heard Lindsay's seriousness and didn't show any jealousy this time:

"Then we can go to the Actors Guild to find her later."

"But Lindsay, it's rare to see such a person. Are you prepared to be rejected?"

Lindsay is all in her element:

"I understand."

Wala Wala stood up from the chair:

"Lindsay, it's time for us to go back?"

Lindsay shook her head:

"No, we're not leaving yet."

Wala Wala asked doubtfully:

"Are you going to stay in the theater?"

Lindsay nodded and said:

"The actor...the adult said that he suggested that we stay in the theater during the art festival. I think it is necessary to take the reminder specially given by the eighth-stage awakener seriously."

"..."

Wala Wala curled her lips.

Although she didn't like Fenner, it was indeed more appropriate to accept this suggestion.

And with today's developments.

She and Lindsay would be treated warmly by Finbull at the theater, and theoretically there would be no trouble.

After a second thought, Wala Wala took the initiative to stand up and lead the way:

"Come on, Lindsay, I'll take you somewhere!"

Lindsay naturally followed.

Vala Vala has lived and worked at the Finbull Theater for several years and is even more familiar with the layout here than most young actors.

She took Lindsay through the theater and embarked on an extremely familiar journey home.

Lindsay asked in passing:

"Walawala, is the reason why you are afraid of swimming also because of your background?"

"It's a bit ridiculous, right?" Wala Wala turned his head and smiled, "My parents are paintings, so I also..."

Lindsay interrupted Wala Wala:

"I think swimming practice can be suspended."

“At times like this, we must first find ways to overcome the psychological difficulties, and then we can talk about subsequent studies.”

Wala Wala sensed Lindsay's concern and naturally nodded in agreement.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at the basement level of the theater and stood in front of a dusty oak door.

On the lettering board next to the door, a string of gentle and handsome handwriting was left here.

——[Selena]

Lindsay asked:

"Is this your old room?"

Wala Wala nodded slightly:

"Mr. Finbull said he would keep this room for me."

The room is protected by elemental craftsmanship.

Wala Wala does not need a key. She reaches out and twists the door handle. The door that has not been moved for several years will automatically unlock when it senses the owner's return.

Lindsay walked into the house.

This is not only a haven for actors to rest, but also a stage for preparation.

The top of the room is inlaid with a translucent moonstone, and the bluish light fills the room and illuminates the spacious dressing table on the left.

Directly opposite the dressing table is an exquisite clothes rack.

It is filled with all kinds of costumes, each carrying different characters and stories, as if just a gentle touch can awaken the sleeping soul inside.

And at the end of the field of vision, deep in the room.

The velvet bed that Wala Wala used to rest on lies quietly here, with various scripts and manuscripts that were here a few years ago scattered on it.

Click——

Lindsay stared at the room in front of her. But behind him, Wala Wala closed the door and locked it.

The girl's eyes are filled with autumn waves and her face is green:

"Lindsay, I have decided not to perform on stage anymore."

"But tonight, I want to be here and sing to you..."