Chapter 486 [Lost in the Fantasy World]

Lindsay naturally didn't want Wala Wala's progress to be disturbed.

Hearing Yao Xing's inquiry, he carefully opened the door and walked into the corridor on the underground floor.

Sure enough, the distant star is at the door.

She seemed to have arrived in a hurry, and she didn't even have time to change her costume.

And Lindsay, who is also a big star in the fifth stage, naturally sensed the power brewing in the room by opening and closing the door.

Distant Star Pupil Earthquake:

"Is that...Walawala?"

"She's going to advance!"

Lindsay nodded in affirmation:

"We tried to play some new styles of music in the theater today. Wala Wala seemed to be infected by the music, and her skills improved accordingly."

After hearing the answer, Yao Xing's eyes suddenly became confused:

"Sixth stage, sixth stage..."

In the City of Thousand Sails.

Take the Fimble Theatre, for example.

For example, Finbul, the owner of the theater, and Seth, the leader among playwrights, are both absolute strongmen in the seven stages.

Further down, the other management of the theater, as well as some well-known people whose performances can be decided according to their own preferences, are the awakened ones in the sixth stage.

Like Far Star or the previous Wala Wala.

Although they are also stars in the City of Thousand Sails in an absolute sense.

But after all, it is only limited to the level of actors, and there are many performers who have been stuck in the fifth stage their entire lives, separated from the upper level by an invisible wall.

And now Wala Wala has indeed crossed this high wall.

This is not only an increase in lifespan and skill, but also marks the other party's complete departure from the previous class.

Thinking of this, Yao Xing was inevitably confused:

"Teacher, how should I learn this?"

After a few days of getting along, Lindsay has already regarded Yao Xing as a friend.

Seeing the girl's confused look, he changed the topic and asked about something that would not make people anxious:

"Yaoxing, how do you feel about your performance on the street today?"

Yao Xing came back to his senses and quickly put on a smile:

"It went pretty well."

"With Mr. Finbull leading the performance, everything went smoothly and the city was very lively."

Lindsay nodded slightly and inquired about the news:

"I heard that in the original plan of the art festival, artists from the eighth stage would also perform today."

"You were performing on the street today, did you see them?"

Yao Xing shook her head slightly, she was also a little confused about this:

"When you say that, you really didn't see it."

"And what I learned about the opening performance is that there are those big names appearing, such as the big man who came to the theater yesterday."

"Why aren't they here?"

"..."

Hear Yaoxing's answer.

Lindsay had a frown on his face, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart.

The eight-stage artist who was originally scheduled to appear but disappeared suddenly went to the underwater studio that he left yesterday.

When these things come together, won't they cause some kind of butterfly effect?

brush--

As if echoing Lindsay's thoughts.

On the taskbar of his properties panel, a string of disturbing text began to slowly emerge.

【Lost in the Fantasy World】

[The psychedelic dream of the City of Thousand Sails erupted at the same time, dragging the residents of the city into different worlds. Is this a performance art prepared by artists, or is it a conspiracy by unscrupulous people under the cover of the festival?

Uncover the truth and return to the real world. 】

[Task reward: Nautilus, fantasy paint (blue), a large number of attribute/skill experience points]

"..."

"ah?"

Lindsay's expression changed.

Yao Xing in front of him was still kept in the dark, and asked with a somewhat surprised expression:

"Lindsay, what's wrong with you?"

Lindsay didn't have time to answer the other party.

Because at this moment, the [Sky Compass] also vibrated, reminding him that danger was coming!

Lindsay realized something was wrong.

He turned his head and stretched out his hand towards the door, preparing to protect Wala Wala.

As a result, as soon as he grasped the door handle, the space was distorted that made people unable to react, and the entire city was enveloped in an instant.

The same goes for Lindsay in the theater.

The scene around him changed rapidly. In just two or three breaths, everything in front of him had undergone earth-shaking changes.

He is no longer in the basement of the Fimble Theatre.

Instead, we came to an open field.

Because the movement was too hard and he didn't want to let go.

The door of Wala Wala's room had been pulled down by him, and it was now standing in front of him.

call--

A breeze blew from the east.

Lindsay smelled the aroma of wheat in the distance and the moisture moistened by morning dew in the air.

"Psychedelic dream..."

Lindsay murmured under her breath.

Needless to say, I must have been chosen by a psychedelic dream and dragged into a world created by an artist.

"Lindsay, where are we?"

At this time, a voice sounded from behind Lindsay.

He turned around and saw that Yao Xing was standing behind him.

Probably because the two were so close to each other, they were sent to the same place after being swallowed by the psychedelic dream.

Yao Xing doesn't understand the current situation at all:

"Space skills?"

"I clearly didn't feel any similar source of power, so why was I suddenly sent here?"

"Or should we say, this is the influence of hallucinations and other abilities..."

Lindsay interrupted Yao Xing and asked tentatively:

"Yaoxing, you don't know where this is?"

Yao Xing immediately shook his head, feeling puzzled:

"I don't know. I have hardly ever left the City of Thousand Sails."

"Like the scenery here, I have only seen similar scenes in the worlds painted by some painters."

"..."

This is good.

The locals don't have the prompts of the [task bar], and the information they have is not as good as theirs.

Lindsay sighed in his heart and hurriedly explained to Yao Xing:

"When the environment changed just now, I sensed a power fluctuation similar to that of a psychedelic dream. If I'm not mistaken, we should have been dragged into a psychedelic dream."

"Ah?" Yao Xing opened his eyes wide, how could he dare to believe this reality.

Psychedelic dreams are usually strictly controlled.

Not to mention that on days like the Art Festival, they spread to key places like the Fimbul Theater!

"How is this possible?"

"The guard at the entrance to the psychedelic gate..."

"Didn't something happen last time?" Lindsay interrupted Yao Xing's astonishment and immediately confirmed the current situation, "Anyway, this is the fact."

"Yao Xing, Fimbul Theater is in the blue zone. Do you have any information about the psychedelic dream here?"

Years of adventure have given Lindsay a kind of swift and decisiveness.

Yao Xing was overwhelmed by this momentum and immediately replied:

"There is naturally an entrance to the psychedelic gate in the blue zone."

"But I know of two in total. One is a script world created by the playwright in which a warrior challenges the evil party and eventually defeats the demon that endangers the world; the other one..."

Boom!

Yao Xing's explanation came to an abrupt end.

Because she didn't need to say anything more.

In just a moment, a huge red and black figure suddenly flew over from the air.

This monster is similar to a demon.

It has black rough scales on its body, horns on its head, and red flames flowing in the center of its pupils.

Every step he took, the earth seemed to tremble in fear.

This dangerous creature laid its body in front of Lindsay and Yaoxing, looking at them with dangerous eyes:

"How dare you, a weak human, escape from the animal pen?"

"You pathetic and ridiculous species, as slaves and livestock, you should die here wailing!"