Ring of Fate

Chapter 906: Everything Familiar (First update, please give me a guaranteed monthly ticket)

When the platform disappeared from sight, Lumian observed the situation in the carriage.

The seats were made of wood, the windows were narrow and there was little light, and the other passengers seemed to be communicating, but there was no sound, as if they were performing a pantomime.

Janna and Anthony, who were experiencing something like this for the first time, were also quietly examining everything around them. Ludwig was painfully and attentively eating the imaginary delicious snacks. Franca was in a low mood, leaning against the side of the carriage, looking at the scenery outside:

Large stretches of pastures and lush fields quickly receded, interspersed with old castles and classical villages, as beautiful as an oil painting.

Gradually, Franca saw palaces made of frost, houses flying above the clouds, and pairs of crystal shoes dancing in the square in the distance...

The scene outside the steam train began to become dreamy, like a series of fairy tales.

Not long after, the iron-black steam train drove into the fog, and nothing could be seen outside the window.

Lumian, Franka and the others instinctively clenched the lucky gold coin in their hands. No one spoke, and they remained silent, fearing that any unnecessary movement would prevent them from entering Mr. Fool's dream.

In the thick, dreamlike fog, the iron-black steam train that came out of fantasy was rumbling forward quickly.

At some point, Lumian felt the clanging sound of the train wheels hitting the intersection of the rails becoming smaller and smaller, until it disappeared.

Suddenly, a female voice rang in their ears:

“Does anyone want it?
"Lunch boxes, snacks, ice cream, drinks, specialty beef jerky..."

Franka sat up straight, her expression shocked and confused.

She stood up suddenly, turned around and looked towards the entrance of the carriage. She saw a woman wearing a white shirt, a purple long skirt and a small purple soft hat pushing a multi-layered metal cart towards her and others.

The cart was filled with colorful things, drinks in strange bottles, and stacked lunch boxes.

This... Franca's eyes instinctively swept to both sides of the multi-storey cart and found that the passengers who were originally just shadows had become very clear. They were wearing the clothes that often appeared in her dreams, quietly playing with mobile phones of different brands, or whispering to their companions, and occasionally the crying of children could be heard.

This was a scene that Franca dreamed of seeing again, but at this moment, encountering it in such an occasion, made her shudder and feel inexplicably terrified.

Is this Mr. Fool’s dream?
"What's wrong?" Lumian stood up and asked in a low voice.

He had noticed that the carriage had changed. Even the seats and backrests had become soft, as if they were wrapped in thick, blue-dyed cotton.

He also noticed that the passengers' dress, appearance and speaking style were significantly different from himself and others.

But this was not the reason for Franka's drastic change of expression.

This is a dream, nothing should be surprising if it happens!
Franca moved her lips a few times, looked back at Anthony who was sitting in the front row with Ludwig, lowered her voice, and said to Lumian and Janna:
"It's exactly the same scene as in my world..."

Lumian immediately understood why Franca had behaved like that. He deliberately said in a nonchalant tone:
"Have you forgotten the Lord?
"He also comes from that world. Isn't it normal for corresponding scenes to appear in dreams involving Him?"

"That's right..." Franca smiled self-deprecatingly, "I was too excited and scared, so I overlooked this point."

Indeed, this is normal!
This is also the dream of the sleeping Heavenly Master!

Janna also stood up, looked around for a few seconds and said:

"In other words, we have entered Mr. Fool's dream?"

As she spoke, she spread out her right palm and found a ticket under the shiny lucky gold coin. It read:

"Ningbei-Yangdu"

Although Janna only recognized the numbers on the ticket, it did not prevent her from understanding the meaning of those strange words. Similarly, the passengers sitting on the other side of the aisle also understood her Intis language and glanced at them puzzledly, but after noticing their strange clothes, they seemed to think it was normal and retracted their gaze.

——According to Ms. Magician’s previous explanation, in Mr. Fool’s dream, there is no need to worry about language barriers or words that cannot be understood. This is essentially communicating with Mr. Fool’s subconscious mind, and Mr. Fool masters all languages.

Of course, being able to intuitively understand the meaning of unfamiliar text does not mean that one can deeply understand it. Jenna was worried about this problem before, but the "magician" lady reassured them. Now, Jenna finally understood why the "magician" lady did not care about this problem:
Franka knows these words and can act as the most reliable translator!
“It should be.” Lumian carefully put away the lucky gold coin and just held the ticket.

After Jenna noticed that the other passengers could understand what she and the others were saying, she asked Franca in a very low voice:
"What are those people holding?"

It looks very strange...

Lumian immediately used the car window as a support and the "Bottle of Fiction" to include the two rows of seats where he and others were sitting, but made the barrier appear transparent.

Franka suddenly perked up, completely forgetting her previous disappointment and shock, and introduced with a smile:

"That's a cell phone, a product of scientific development. It integrates telegraph communication, theatrical performance, and mirror messaging. It has even more functions you can't imagine. I'll get a few and teach you how to use them in detail. It's too difficult to explain it clearly now!"

As she spoke, Franca's face was already filled with pride:

"That's a T-shirt, those are jeans, those are sneakers..."

As soon as she said this, Ludwig started shouting:
"I want a box lunch, I want snacks, I want ice cream, I want a drink, I want beef jerky!"

The little boy swallowed his saliva, completely forgetting the fact that the food in his dream was fake.

"Well, Ms. Magician told us to obey the law as much as possible." Franka looked at Lumian, "I remember there was cash in the briefcase given by Ms. Justice."

Lumian opened his briefcase, pulled out a stack of brand new, bright red bills, and released the "Bottle of Fiction".

"Two thousand yuan per person," he said to his companions.

"Not bad." Franca nodded, then looked at Ludwig with a sad face, "This child's food expenses must be over a thousand a day..."

This is without eating good food!

"There's always a way to make money." Lumian spent two hundred yuan to order five boxed lunches.

Franka struggled for a moment and said:

"Give it all to Ludwig. Although I really want to relive the delicious food in my memory, I shouldn't waste my money here. There will be better options later."

After piling all five lunch boxes in front of Ludwig, Janna asked in a low voice:
"Can I see Mr. Fool's identity information in the dream now?"

She noticed that many passengers around her were secretly glancing at her and Franca, so she sat down again.

Lumian considered for a moment and said:

"We haven't reached the station yet. Let's wait a little longer and see after we get out of the destination station."

Be cautious!

As he spoke, Lumian took out a mirror and threw it into the gap between Ludwig and the backrest.

He was trying to use the mirror illusion to cover up the exaggerated fact that Ludwig could eat five box lunches in one go and still be only half full.

He just noticed that someone was secretly pointing the cell phone that Franka mentioned at this side, and his spiritual intuition told him that it would be better not to let abnormal things appear in front of the public.

"Isn't there any clanging sound on this train?" Janna and Franca started chatting.

Franka smiled and said in a boastful tone:
"Of course, this is the latest model of train and it goes very fast!"

She pointed to the display screen at the front of the car, which showed the real-time speed of the car. The numbers and symbols used were familiar to Janna.

Thank you, Emperor Roselle!
Franca enthusiastically introduced all the details that confused and puzzled Lumian, Janna, and Anthony, and corrected their views from time to time, such as:

"Is this place more open than Trier? I think you can expose your arms and legs..."

"No, no, no, we are far worse than Trier. This is just the freedom of dress, and it doesn't offend other people in public. It's a manifestation of being well-educated and civilized. In private, we are not as open as Trier!"

"Then isn't the way we are now too weird?"

"Don't worry, just say you're going to a comic convention!"

“What is Comic-Con?”

"..."

In such communication, the train finally drove out of the fog, and a magnificent city with countless high-rise buildings appeared in front of it. Each of those high-rise buildings seemed to be comparable to a mountain, and the surface was covered with glass curtain walls, which flashed golden light under the sunlight.

Lumian and Janna both held their breath instinctively, as if they were approaching the realm of the gods.

That is a miracle on earth, that is a city on the hill!

Franca also stopped telling her story, and her lake blue eyes gazed at the city with an expression that seemed to be filled with both nostalgia and sadness.

The train gradually slowed down, entered the city, and finally stopped at a clean, bright and spacious platform.

The other passengers in this carriage suddenly disappeared, as if the Weaver was no longer able to maintain it. After Lumian looked at Franca and the others, he took Ludwig and got off the train first, followed by Janna, Franca and Anthony who were dressed in "strange clothes".

Together with a large number of passengers coming out of other carriages, they took the self-operated escalator to leave the platform, and under the guidance of their "guide" Franka, they walked out of the station and came to the square outside. No one spoke along the way.

Seeing that the people around him were gradually going away and the area was becoming empty, Lumian took out the brown briefcase given by Ms. Justice, extracted the information related to Mr. Fool's identity in the dream, and unfolded it in front of his companions.

Franka immediately saw a name written in her native language at the beginning of the document:
"Zhou Mingrui."

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(End of this chapter)