In front of everyone, the book took a quarter of an hour more than before to calm down and captured the faint magic fluctuation in my mind.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already in a small "archive".

Philis then appeared beside her - in the appearance of a young witch. Hundreds of years have left no trace on the other party. Although Philis spent much longer than her, she now seemed to be the other party's elder.

"What should we do next?" Shujuan asked.

"Just leave it to me." Phyllis smiled confidently, then opened the iron door and walked out of the room.

She hurriedly followed.

The busy and noisy city is once again presented to the eyes.

Phyllis looked around and quickly locked in a young man coming towards him. She pulled up Shushu's hand and blocked him straight in front of him.

"Hello."

The man who heard the greeting stopped, looked away from a small box in his hand, and raised his head with a little confusion. However, when the eyes met, there was a clear sense of surprise in his eyes, "Uh... that, is there anything wrong?"

"Sorry, I lost my phone and couldn't contact my friends. Can you--"

"I understand, is one hundred yuan enough?" The other party quickly took out his wallet from his pocket and handed a red banknote to her, with a hint of regret in his tone, "If you are cheated, be cheated... But the leader in your outfit is enough."

Phyllis's smile suddenly became much stiffer, "No, I just want to borrow your cell phone to make a call."

The man was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had said the wrong thing. While handing the small box in his hand awkwardly, he apologized to the two of them.

Phyllis shrugged and pressed a series of numbers.

Shujuan hadn't figured out yet and didn't know what to say, so he had to pretend to be calm and stand there, but he was particularly nervous. This place was so different from the world she was familiar with, and a strong sense of strangeness was everywhere, like a wall that made her breathless. Many people around had noticed them, and their eyes swept straight toward this side, with many malicious people - which made her unable to help but think of the sisters exposed to everyone during the Communist Aid Association.

"Don't worry, all they can do is look at." Phyllis seemed to notice her uneasiness and turned her head to comfort her, "Just glaring back, they retreat faster than anyone else."

At this moment, a beep came from the small box.

"Hey, is it Phyllis?"

That was His Majesty Roland's voice.

In an instant, Shujuan suddenly felt relieved.

This is indeed the dream world, and His Majesty is not far away from her.

The sense of strangeness still exists, but it is not as depressed as before. Even the naked eyes are no longer as embarrassment and discomfort as it was.

Shujuan took a deep breath and looked back with his eyes. As Phyllis said, people avoided looking at each other and turned their heads guiltily.

The crowds on the street seemed to be flowing again.

"It's me, Ms. Shujuan is right next to me. The address here is... Yes, this is what the map shows. Is it only two kilometers away from the Twin Tower Community? That's great. Yes, I will wait for you here, your brother." After the call, Phyllis threw the small box and exchanged it for the young man, "Thank you."

"No, you're welcome," the other party hesitated for a while before hesitating, "Well, can we add a friend?"

Phyllis casually reported a string of numbers.

The man recorded it as if he had obtained a treasure, and said goodbye to the two with joy.

"Is the small box you borrowed just now the wireless phone that Your Majesty often cares about can communicate across thousands of miles?" Shu Juan asked.

"Yes, the technical level of this world has already made wireless phones popular in everyone's hands. It's not just a call, but also a direction and search for information. If not, it's almost impossible to move forward." Phyllis explained, "It is precisely because of this that you can contact the other party at any time by just recording the number. If you meet someone you don't want to pay attention to, just refuse or just report a number."

"So that's it." Shujuan suddenly said, no wonder His Majesty said that if the two were really in the same world, they would be able to meet again soon.

"You are accustomed to the speed of adapting much faster than I expected. You are worthy of being the mentor of the Witch Alliance." Phyllis smiled.

Shujuan shook his head gently and did not answer again.

She knew where her courage came from.

They are all kings, but they have not made much progress as before. I am afraid that only His Majesty Roland is the only one who can say things like the king protects his subordinates? Yes, how long will it take for him to become a qualified monarch?

So, she was. Since the Co-Aid Association was protected, she should have stood in front of the king, but until now, she was still receiving the other party's protection, which is really not a qualified manifestation.

But... if everyone does this, it doesn't feel bad.

Since that's the case, let the status quo be maintained for a while.

"Hey, look at the two of you over there."

"That's a medieval robe, are they playing cosplay?"

"After that's it, the two of them are really beautiful!"

"It feels no worse than the stars..."

From time to time, a few whispers came from around him, but the book no longer felt uneasy.

About ten minutes later, a round-shaped vehicle stopped in front of the two of them.

"I've been waiting for a long time." His Majesty poked his head out of the cab.

"Get into the car." Phyllis opened the car door and pulled the book into the car.

Then the group left in the unbelievable eyes of the onlookers and disappeared into the traffic flow on the main road.

"We are really lucky," Ling, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around. "If the domain contacts and tube building of Lord Shujuan are only two blocks apart, Falti's flying insects can monitor this area for twenty-four hours."

Falti nodded, "This place has been cleaned up before, and there are no signs of new devil-falleners' activities now, and safety should be guaranteed."

"That's good." Roland smiled, "So as the first witch who entered the dream independently, how do you feel at the moment in the Book of Songs?"

"Is this the vehicle in the dream world?" Shujuan touched the chair behind him and knocked on the window. "The seat is softer than the sofa, it opens silently and is so fast, it is much better than a steam truck... It would have been great if we could also build such a high-end vehicle."

For some reason, she suddenly felt that Roland's smile was a little frozen, and the other three god-punished witches also pursed their lips, as if they were patient.

"That... did I say something wrong?"

"No, cough cough... This day will come sooner or later." Roland cleared his throat.

"By the way, your majesty, where are we going?" Shujuan looked at the changing scenery outside the window and said, "Aren't you going to test the realm of consciousness?"
Chapter completed!