Wizard: The exploration panel keeps me pure.

Chapter 173 Surprise? Shock?

If that's the case, even if I use all my trump cards, I probably won't be able to put up any resistance.

If that's the case, there's no need for the other party to go to such lengths and waste so much time talking nonsense with me here.

However, looking at the deep purple gate called the Gate of the Secret Realm in front of him, Ron couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. After all, he had been tricked by this old guy before, who had drugged him and sent him to the dream world.

With such a past record, it's hard for him not to wonder if the other party is using this door to send him to some weird place again.

Just as the young man was pondering the old man's intentions, Latour spoke first, breaking the silence in the room: "What, are you worried that I'll harm you? What happened last time was an accident. I didn't expect to give you the wrong thing to drink, but you didn't lose anything, did you? In fact, you even gained a lot from that dream journey."

Listening to the old man's words, which were half persuasion and half inducement, Luo Wen's ominous feeling grew stronger.

The boy pointed to the large door in front of him, turned around, and said to the old man lying on the recliner:

"Can I not go see it?"

Latour, of course, understood what the young man meant by not looking. The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, a cold glint even flashing within them, as he silently stared at the young man standing not far away, asking in a cold and stiff tone:

Do you feel you have a choice?

as predicted.

Ron sighed inwardly. The other party's answer was not unexpected, but the more unexpected it was, the stronger the ominous premonition in his mind became.

He ignored the old man staring intently at him from behind, and turned to look again at the deep purple door in front of him, recalling what had happened at Adele's house yesterday.

Yesterday's unpleasant memories flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, familiar scenes overlapping at this moment, as if two people from parallel universes had simultaneously become him.

The boy exhaled deeply from his chest. Since he knew he had no other choice, he would not hesitate.

Sometimes, hesitation leads to defeat.

This is a lesson his teacher taught him in his past life.

Upon realizing this, Ron immediately dispelled the ominous premonition in his heart, forced himself to remain calm, and then slowly placed his hand on the doorknob in front of him and gently pressed down.

With a click, the door in front of them slowly opened.

A faint ray of light shone through the crack in the door and went directly into Ron's eyes.

The boy narrowed his pale green eyes, trying to see the scene inside the door clearly. Unfortunately, the old man seemed to have anticipated this and used some unknown means to prevent even a mid-level wizard apprentice like him from seeing what was inside the door.

Knowing he had no way out, Ron stopped thinking about it.

He took another breath, then forcefully turned the doorknob and pushed the door open completely.

A tremendous force emanated from inside the door, continuously pulling his body inward. Ron, who had initially tried to resist, completely abandoned any thought of resistance when he felt a sudden, powerful push coming from behind, allowing the force to suck him in.

Just as the boy disappeared from the room, Latour, who had been lying on the recliner with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his cloudy eyes.

Those cloudy, yet wise eyes narrowed slightly.

His gaze slowly drifted towards the doorway, and a strange smile crept onto the old man's lips. In a voice barely audible to himself, he spoke softly:

"Enjoy this wonderful time, kid, you won't have many more opportunities like this in the future."

As he spoke of the old man, he twisted his body and slowly leaned on his cane to lean against the door, seemingly wanting to listen to what was happening inside.

The old, hunched figure, like a wriggling caterpillar, twisted and turned on the deep purple door, as if trying to find the best spot to listen to what was happening inside.

If Ron saw this, he would definitely yell: "Shameless old man!"

It wasn't that he felt embarrassed about being spied on by an old man; it was simply that what he saw inside the door was so unsettling that he didn't know what to do.

When Ron was first pulled into the inner world by that powerful suction, he found that he did not lose consciousness as he had done the previous two times.

This time, he felt his consciousness was incredibly clear. Sure enough, everything was pitch black, but he could sense that there were living things around him, moving about.

He really didn't understand the underlying principle, but since he had the chance to stay conscious, he naturally wouldn't choose to remain unconscious like a dead pig.

The boy opened his eyes, trying his best to see the things around him clearly.

Just as he felt his body finally land on the ground, the world in front of him suddenly lit up, no longer the endless darkness before.

The light from the letter shone into his eyes, causing Ron, who had been keeping his eyes wide open trying to see what was happening, to feel a sharp pain and involuntarily close them.

The moment he closed his eyes, a soft, fragrant body suddenly threw itself into his arms.

This startled Ron.

I don't understand what kind of trouble my cheap teacher is up to now. It's completely different from what I imagined.

As he caught that familiar, delicate fragrance, a strange thought suddenly popped into Ron's mind:

The owner of the body in her arms seemed familiar to her.

But he couldn't quite recall where or how they had met.

Just as he was trying his best to open his eyes and see the person in front of him clearly, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind, and then his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he no longer had the clear and calm feeling he had before.

A feeling of weakness and exhaustion spread through his body.

His eyelids, which were almost lifted, suddenly drooped down uncontrollably again.

In the last moment before his consciousness faded into darkness, Ron felt a pair of soft, delicate hands groping his body, first on the top of his head, then his neck, then his back, and finally extending downwards.

When the other person touched that spot, he could clearly feel the owner of those hands tremble slightly.

Before he could react, the other party resumed their actions.