Wilderness of Dreams.
Returning once again to this fantastical city, both familiar and strange, Nausicaa still hadn’t adjusted to it.
"It’s not your first time, why do you still look like someone who’s never seen the world?" Nis’s slightly teasing voice came from behind.
Nausicaa wasn’t the type of girl to blush at a crude joke. Her past as a pirate had exposed her to too many similar scenarios. If it were someone else, she wouldn’t mind joining in with a few off-color jokes. But facing Nis... Nausicaa could only smile slightly and pretend not to hear.
"Don’t mind his nonsense," Angel said from the side.
Nausicaa looked deeply at Angel, feeling sentimental. The young boy who blushed at a few teasing words upon their first meeting had truly grown up and now even defended ladies.
Nausicaa wanted to praise Angel a bit, but she thought better of it. Angel had become an Official Wizard, creating a vast gap between them. Even though they were usually relaxed around each other, Nausicaa adhered to certain rules, avoiding overstepping them whenever possible.
"Have you forgotten what my former profession was? I don’t mind these jokes," Nausicaa blinked and smiled, "I was just thinking that entering this world, it turns out you don’t necessarily need a Log-in Device."
Her Log-in Device was a one-time use device, and the previous one was unusable. Angel had brought her into the Wilderness of Dreams this time.
Angel didn’t respond, as it involved the Nightmare Illusion Dream Technique, which was hard to explain, so he smiled without answering.
Nausicaa didn’t press further and continued, "The Wilderness of Dreams is truly miraculous. I never thought before that you could find a Prophet Wizard here."
"As long as there’s a Prophet Wizard in the Wilderness of Dreams, of course, you can seek their guidance," Angel said. "However, the Wilderness of Dreams is currently not open to the public, and those who can enter are basically only wizards from the Barbarian Cave. You know, there aren’t many Prophet Wizards in the Barbarian Cave, and at this moment, there’s not a single one online."
Online? Nausicaa wasn’t slow and quickly understood the strange wording.
Nausicaa asked, "Do we have to wait for them to log in then?"
Angel shook his head, "No need, just get someone to notify them."
As Angel said this, Nis had already stopped a bald apprentice and instructed him to find Dororo on Starry Sky Island.
Nausicaa didn’t comprehend at first, until the apprentice hurriedly went offline, and she came to an understanding. The apprentice was obviously in the Barbarian Cave and could directly inform those not online after going offline, asking them to log in for clarification.
Thousands of miles apart, they had so easily conducted an interaction and sought someone.
Extending this situation further...
Nausicaa speculated, "If Lord Fanteser is also here, wouldn’t I be able to directly seek his guidance on Bloodline cultivation from thousands of miles away?"
"You can, but the range covered by the Wilderness of Dreams is only within the Southern Domain Wizards’ Realm. If he left the Southern Domain, he couldn’t log in," Angel explained. He knew ’Fanteser’, Nausicaa’s mentor. This grass snail wizard was a typical battle maniac, either fighting on the Abyss frontline or participating in Conquest expeditions to the otherworld. Since joining the Barbarian Cave, Angel had seen him only a handful of times.
Although there are distance limitations, the Southern Domain itself is quite vast, and wizards who leave the Southern Domain are ultimately a minority.
"If that’s the case, the growth and education of future Talented Ones could completely enter a new norm. Even if they’re not in the Barbarian Cave, they could enjoy the same education," Nausicaa remarked, quite sentimentally. She had never thought before about the possibility of listening to mentor teaching from thousands of miles away.
"What you’re describing is mostly feasible, and some of it is already in trial. However, the energy level of the Wilderness of Dreams has limitations; it’ll take quite a long way to fully realize. Also, the magic power here is virtual magic power, and if a mentor constantly uses virtual magic power for instruction, a Talented One will ultimately go off track," Angel remarked.
The Wilderness of Dreams can provide relevant theoretical knowledge, but practical application is best familiarized with in the real world first.
"I see," Nausicaa nodded thoughtfully, "But even so, it’s still quite powerful. For example, when I encounter cultivation issues during practice, I often don’t dare to touch them lightly and wait until I return to the Barbarian Cave to consult my mentor. If I can achieve my goals through the Wilderness of Dreams, it will save a considerable amount of effort."
"By the way, if we encounter unknown puzzles or dangers during relic exploration, can we seek help from the Wilderness of Dreams?"
"Yes. I remember Lianna seemed to have set up a branch of the Task Hall in the suburb of the New City for similar services?" Angel glanced at Nis, not paying much attention to these minor details, but having vaguely remembered the matter.
Nis nodded, "Yes, but that wasn’t something Lianna created, it was under the instruction of Lord Reine. Lord Reine originally planned to build a place similar to the Task Hall in the New City, but since the location and specific building weren’t finalized yet, they first designed a simplified version outside the city, and indeed, limited assistance can be sought there."
Nausicaa nodded continuously. For someone adventurous, the ability to seek limited help unquestionably provided an excellent backup assurance for exploration.
Even Reynaud listened with longing. Unfortunately, it was currently only open internally to the Barbarian Cave, and he could only listen with eager anticipation.
Next, while waiting for Dororo to log in, Angel continued to explain the situation of the Wilderness of Dreams.
In particular, he introduced the Mother Tree Interlinker.
As it was most beneficial for Nausicaa at this stage.
After several version updates, the tree group’s functions became more diverse, and the data in the tree group forum became increasingly abundant. Nausicaa could inquire in the tree group if she had questions, and she could also access some basic information on the forum.
Nausicaa absorbed the influx of new knowledge while marveling at the new content.
Finally, Nausicaa looked at Angel with curiosity, "I feel like you’re quite familiar with the Wilderness of Dreams."
Nis thought to himself: That’s only natural, after all, the Wilderness of Dreams is Angel’s crafted garden.
Angel smiled, "If you visit a few more times, you’ll know it too."
After pausing, Angel continued, "Once we go out, I’ll give you a Log-in Device. You can log in anytime in the future, and if you need to find me, you can leave a message through the tree group."
Nausicaa didn’t refuse. She didn’t know the value of the Log-in Device at that time. Seeing Milu could log in, she thought it was something everyone had one of.
They waited in the Rosewater Pavilion for about a quarter of an hour before finally hearing footsteps approaching from outside.
However, it wasn’t Dororo who walked through the door, but the bent-over Maya Witch, dressed in an ancient black Wizard Robe, leaning on a cane.
Maya Witch walked over slowly, and everyone quickly stood up.
Although Maya’s strength wasn’t formidable among wizards, her status in the Barbarian Cave was exceptionally high, and even Nis stood up to greet her.
Maya Witch surveyed the group, finally stopping on Angel: "Dororo recently entered the Tower of Stars, bathing in starlight to explore the star map of the future. He won’t be able to come out for the time being."
The Tower of Stars, Angel recalled, was a building on Starry Sky Island, but he didn’t know its specific purpose. From the sound of Maya’s words, it seemed like a place for seclusion? Dororo went into seclusion?
With Dororo unable to log in temporarily, predicting Reynaud’s location would be difficult, unless... Angel couldn’t help but glance at Maya Witch.
"If you need prophecy, I can help," Maya offered.
Angel’s face turned red, with an awkward feeling of being caught in his thoughts.