Chapter 495 Reflection of the World

"Gentlemen, you are from the outside world, right?"

"Today, there are many new guests here. This is a rare opportunity. You must come to Horner Theater to enjoy the wonderful performances of our actors!"

The scene in front of Lindsay and Alason has just stabilized.

What came towards them was a warm greeting.

This is a beautiful girl in her twenties, with a wooden box hanging on her waist. The top of the wooden box is open, and you can see that it is full of tickets for theater performances.

A salesperson selling tickets?

Realizing the other party's identity, Lindsay looked around at the same time.

The stars and the moon in this world are high, and the lights in the city are brilliant. Although it is exactly the same as the City of Thousand Sails in reality, there is no colorful light brought by the source disorder.

Even after Lindsay looked at the city, the huge stone statue of a thousand meters high also stood here.

This is a complete reflection of the real world.

Only in terms of people and things, there is a completely different gap.

"Sir, sir!"

"Come and see our theater performances..."

Boom--! ! !

The female salesperson is still recommending enthusiastically.

But at this time, a roar sounded in the distant city, as if a bomb was detonated there.

Then, powerful source substances exploded.

Large areas of the city collapsed, and seawater also poured back from it.

——Are there awakened people fighting there?

Lindsay immediately became alert. He was ready to respond and take Alason away from the dangerous area.

"Alason, we..."

Lindsay just opened his mouth, and the broken city and surging sea water stopped abruptly.

The time and space of that area seemed to be frozen.

All objects returned along the broken trajectory, returning to their original appearance as if time was reversed. Only the irritable source substance was still proving the explosion just now.

The girl selling tickets spoke:

"Don't worry, both of you, our world is very safe."

"All environments are anchored by your world. This is a world that advocates performance and art!"

The girl winked playfully:

"How about it, do you want to come to our theater to have a look?"

Alason looked at Lindsay:

"Lindsay?"

Lindsay remembered the reminder he got before coming.

Everything in this world is hard to tell true from false, and it is extremely dangerous.

The first thing they need to do is to get out of this state of confusion:

"Miss, we just entered this world from the outside, and we don't know what currency is used here."

"Currency?" The girl who sold tickets smiled sideways, "You just need to pay your own inspiration to buy tickets. We don't use foreign currency here."

"..."

Using the inspiration of artists when they create works as currency for buying and selling?

Lindsay and Alason looked at each other.

What will be the consequences if this kind of thing is really sold?

They are not sure about the specific situation, but their intuition also makes people understand that this is not an acceptable transaction.

"Miss, we are still planning to walk around the city first."

"Let's go to watch the performance later if we have a chance."

Lindsay immediately declined.

The girl who sold tickets did not entangle, and turned around and walked to other places.

It can be seen with the naked eye that other residents in the city soon bought tickets from her.

Is this the rule of operation of this world?

Lindsay remembered this scene deeply, and then moved forward to the location in his memory:

"Anyway, let's go to the Fimbul Theater first."

"Even if Wala Wala is not there, we can find her movement track."

Arason was still sighing about what happened just now:

"Just buying a ticket will consume your own inspiration."

"Hehe——"

"I have always heard that the world created by artists is very different from reality. Today I really saw it, and it is indeed special and difficult to evaluate."

As the two moved forward, they noticed the surrounding situation.

After walking out of two streets, Lindsay found something very special.

"Arason, did you notice?"

"There are no street shops selling food here."

In the real Blue Zone of the City of Thousand Sails.

Because the theater and performance venues occupy almost all the building facilities.

So in order to meet people's daily needs, there are many roadside stalls here, selling all kinds of snacks and food.

In this psychedelic dream world, the corresponding stalls are still set up on the street.

But the stall owners were replaced by performers, some performing close-up magic, some doing simple singing and painting demonstrations, and nothing related to food could be seen.

Alason said in a strange tone:

"Don't tell me that people in this world don't need to eat."

Lindsay shook his head and said:

"The rules of this world are completely set by the creator, maybe that's the case?"

During the discussion, the two soon came to the Fimbul Theater.

This place is as magnificent as the real world, and its specific uses are the same as in reality.

After entering the hall, Lindsay immediately noticed a person.

- Mrs. Salah.

When he first came to the theater with Wala Wala, the other party showed full disgust and even mocked him.

Was this guy also dragged into a psychedelic dream?

"Mrs. Salah, you..."

Lindsay stepped forward to say hello and ask about the situation.

But what he didn't expect was that the lady in front of him would show a very warm attitude towards him, and she would welcome him:

"Two gentlemen, you must have come in from the outside world, right?"

"Our theater welcomes all kinds of people to enjoy performances. If you have any favorite plays, you can tell me and I will take you there right away!"

"..."

Lindsay felt a chill in her heart.

He carefully looked at Mrs. Salah in front of him and found that she seemed to be younger than the real one?

There are two possibilities.

First, this psychedelic dream world reflects the characters in reality.

Second, Salah is the Salah in reality. But after she was accidentally dragged into this world, she didn't know what happened, and she became like a local aborigine in front of her.

Lindsay directly activates the detection skill.

[Human women - ordinary human women without essence, obese. 】

Lindsay was relieved.

The current situation is the less bad news among the bad.

The real Salah of the Fimbre Theater is an awakened person, but the person in front of him does not possess the Sefirah.

Unless this psychedelic dream world can deprive people of their identity as awakened beings.

Otherwise, this Salah will most likely be a replica of a local character.

"We have something we want to do here, so I won't bother you to entertain us."

Lindsay said goodbye to Salah and took Arazon to the underground floor.

Psychedelic dreams are completely consistent with reality.

Lindsay was already familiar with this route. As soon as he arrived at the corresponding location on the basement floor, he saw the room whose door he had opened.

"Walawala, will you be here..."

Lindsay was a little worried. He turned on the map skill...

"Dad, are you here to save mom?"

Suddenly, a child who looked like five or six years old rushed over from the side, hugged Lindsay's thigh and shouted:

"Come with me quickly, mom, she is in danger!"