MTL - I Like This Dream!-Chapter 5

Like every dream, there are always disconnections and frame skips in the development of the plot. So when An Xu opened her eyes and found that the carriage had stopped, she was wearing a fluffy robe, and there was a crystal clear world outside, she was not surprised at all.

Her admiration was purely out of emotion for the beauty, the sky was so blue, and the snow-covered world was crystal clear and beautiful, reminding her of the Northland she saw in the game. The place where An Xu lives is not cold, so he is too lazy to travel, and this is the first time he has encountered such a beautiful snow scene.

As soon as she inhaled, she let out a series of sneezes, sniffed, and wondered if she had closed the window when she slept. She reckoned that the cold back is because she kicked the quilt, her body was cold so her dream was cold. An Xu wrapped up his coat tightly, hoping that he would also wrap up the quilt in reality, so that he wouldn't be woken up by the cold from his dream.

"Follow me." The man who was owed a million faces said somberly.

An Xu followed behind him, climbing up with one foot deep and the other shallow. The mountain road was difficult, and after climbing it for a short time, An Xu changed from looking around to climbing hard. After an unknown amount of time, the person in front stopped.

An Xu raised his head and opened his mouth wide in a "wow". In front of him was a majestic building, the exterior wall painted white was integrated with the snow, giving it a holy beauty. It is not gorgeous and complicated, simple columns with pointed arches, flat colorless glass, but its hugeness constitutes a strange and magnificent beauty. The beauty of this kind of architecture is shocking and deeply moved An Xu. She couldn't help but wonder if the little wizard who saw Hogwarts for the first time had such a mood?

"What is this place?" An Xu asked.

"St. Andrew's Seminary, the cradle of the shepherds." This time the ascetic replied proudly.

"Am I going to go to school here in the future?"

"No, it's atonement!" the ascetic said solemnly.

An Xu shrugged disapprovingly, her ears were about to grow calluses along the way. The missionaries may all like this set, alarmistly saying that everything will go wrong if your seal is black, and the next step is to take out the amulet and sell it for money or sell yourself to become a monk, depending on which religion you teach.

She took two steps forward, but was grabbed by the people behind her, so she could only continue to look up at the majestic academy. When An Xu saw that his neck was sore, someone finally came out to talk to them.

"Praise the light!" The ascetic monk saluted. "Leopot, the wandering ascetic monk, sends his greetings to you. May the glory of the Lord bless brothers and sisters."

"Praise be to the light!" said the middle-aged woman who greeted them. "Mary of St. Andrew greets you! Come with me."

They talked briefly as they walked, the religious atmosphere was very strong, and to put it simply, there was a lot of nonsense with unclear meanings-in this way, it was actually not much different from the black talk of bandits. An Xu listened carefully, and roughly understood that Mary was probably the administrator of the college. The wandering ascetic came here with the recommendation of the bishop and took An Xu under his wing. An Xu thought wildly, they had finished the conversation, Mary glanced at An Xu coldly, and quickly looked away.

The natural favorability of this camp is indifferent? An Xu thought with great interest. Mary didn't say a word to her, and they went through the little gate of the castle, where a person was already waiting. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with light brown hair, blue eyes, and a straight face at a young age.

"Lance, take Miss Sullivan to his room," said Mary.

"Yes, Sister Mary." Lance bowed his head in salute, gestured for An Xu to follow him expressionlessly, and walked quickly to the side road.

Seen from the inside, the pointed vaults are like puffed hats, and the rows are full of symmetrical beauty. As far as the eye can see, the walls and columns are as white as snow, and the gold lines outline gorgeous patterns, extending to the ceiling, where murals are painted. At the junction of the column and the square top, there are small white or golden statues, and you can distinguish various cherubs at a glance. Although it is full of huge human achievements and wealth that can be seen at a glance, St. Andrew's College does not look extravagant, probably because the color scheme is very cool and noble.

The boy named Lance walked very fast, with the wind blowing under his feet, An Xu lost him after a while. She was very open-minded, and simply took a leisurely tour of the academy, praising the scenery inside from time to time. The college is very large, with many corridors and corners. After walking for a long time, I didn't meet anyone who was panting. She walked unhindered, walked through a hall with a pipe organ, and suddenly saw a group of people in white clothes in front of her.

An Xu looked over from afar, and saw that those people were all young, all dressed in pure white robes and nun hats on their heads. They all closed their eyes, clasped their hands in front of them, and closed their eyes to pray in front of them.

The scene was full of refreshing cleanliness, An Xu could not help holding his breath, and walked there lightly. When she got closer, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. Although almost everyone's faces were soft, they, they, were not all made up of women.

Is that a man? Is that a man? An Xu stretched his neck to find his Adam's apple, but he felt a force grabbing her neck and pulling her back. He covered her mouth heavily with one hand, and pulled her all the way out of the room, dragging her halfway down the corridor before letting go. She turned her head to see Lance staring at her, looking furious.

"Dirty noble!" He lowered his voice and scolded angrily, "Did you show your ugly face on the first day!"

An Xu was deeply baffled, she hadn't pursued the irresponsibility of the person who led the way, but the other party bit back. Getting lost is a dirty nobleman?

"Who told you to walk so fast!" An Xu said angrily, "I don't know the way?"

"So you came all the way here?" Lance sneered.

"That's probably God's guidance." An Xu retorted.

Langston immediately lowered his face, and Anxu stood patiently where he was, expecting the other party to release a technical slap. But the boy closed his mouth, turned around abruptly, and hissed, "Follow me!"

The robe was whirling around for him, quite imposing. An Xu's attention was diverted immediately, staring at the black robe greedily, thinking that he must look very cool in it. She followed Lance like a chick following Millet's path, and this time she didn't lose track, all the way to a door at the end of the hallway. Lance suddenly turned around, and An Xu almost bumped into him.

"Listen, no matter what rhetoric you use to deceive others, I will not be deceived by you." Lance threw the key to her and said through gritted teeth, "You will always be a sinner, and I will never admit you!"

"Why do I want you to admit it?" An Xu asked sincerely.

Lance's face was livid, as if he was going to walk away and beat her up. God is sorry, An Xu really wanted to ask, how could An Xu know who this young man is if he didn't declare his family name? Mr. Lance is not bad-looking, and the Yangou heroine thinks arbitrarily that a character who is not bad-looking must have a good role in the scene.

The young man gritted his teeth, and after a battle between heaven and man, he said stiffly, "I am Lance Sullivan."

"Oh..." An Xuruo realized something and nodded, "What a coincidence, we have the same surname!"

Lance turned and left.

"Hey, wait a minute! Lance!" An Xu suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly chased him out and shouted. Lance walked out half of the corridor, barely stopped, looked at her patiently, and snorted coldly: "What else do you want to say?"

An Xu asked hopefully: "Will I be able to wear the same uniform as you when I go to school?"

Lance took a deep breath, repeated it three times, turned his head sharply enough to break his neck, and strode away.

What a pity, An Xu thought regretfully, such a young man has such a bad temper.

She picked up the key on the ground, opened the door and walked into her room. The room was very small, a quarter of the size of a four-person dormitory in her college, and could only fit a bed and a desk. An Xu sat on the bed and felt the hard and rough bed board with his butt. The quilt was folded on one side, and the robe on his body could barely keep him warm. She lay down and felt it, and comforted herself: Fortunately, the weather here is cold, otherwise there might be fleas on it.

What's next? There is no class schedule or anything, and there is no timetable at all. It would be bad if you missed the time for eating and hot water. An Xu lay flat on the bed, unknowingly sleepy.

As long as you have received a little supernatural training, you will know that this kind of drowsiness from time to time is very bad. Ability is closely related to the body and spirit, and the use of the ability consumes the spirit, and before the mental power can exist alone (this part of the population is very small, there are only a few cases in the history of human beings using the ability for hundreds of years), the spiritual power Operation must rely on the flesh. For most people, the upper limit of natural mental strength does not exceed the upper limit of physical carrying capacity. Overdraft of supernatural powers first depletes mental power, making people tired and listless. In this case, it is difficult for people to use their abilities, so there are almost no instances of "life force is consumed after mental power is exhausted".

But Anxu is a special case. Miss Anna's mental strength is not strong, and her body is overprotected due to painlessness, lack of exercise, and she just has a weak and noble body. When the "forbidden drug" used took effect, and the girl didn't know the severity of the pain because she didn't feel the pain, and finally her body was about to collapse, another unexpected spiritual force replenished her body. This spiritual power stopped the collapse of the body, but after solving the urgent need, the girl's spiritual power surpassed the physical body by too much.

Just like drinking poison to quench thirst, Anxu needs powerful strength to prevent physical collapse, but an overly strong spirit is constantly depleting vitality, which cannot be replenished by healing techniques. She must learn how to control or replenish her vitality before it is exhausted, otherwise...

An Xu fell into a deep sleep, unaware of the shadow of the future.