I Like This Dream!

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

Her exclamation was purely out of emotion at the beautiful scenery. The sky was so blue and the snow-covered world was crystal clear and beautiful. It reminded her of the northern country she saw in the game. It wasn't cold where An Xu lived and he was too lazy to travel. This was the first time he encountered such a beautiful snow scene.

She sneezed in a series of breaths, sniffed, and began to wonder if she had closed the window when she slept. She guessed that the reason she was feeling cold now was because she kicked off the quilt and her body was cold, so her dreams were cold. An Xu wrapped his coat tightly, hoping that he would also be wrapped in quilt in real life, so that he wouldn't wake up from a cold dream.

Follow me. The man who pulled the face of someone who was owed a million said gloomily.

An Xu followed the opponent, climbing up with one foot deep and one foot shallow. The mountain road was difficult to navigate. Not long after climbing, An Xu changed from looking around to immersing himself in climbing. After an unknown amount of time, the people in front stopped.

An Xu raised his head and opened his mouth wide. In front of you is a majestic building with a white painted exterior wall that blends seamlessly with the white snow, giving it a holy beauty. It is not gorgeous and complicated, with simple pillars, pointed arches, and flat, colorless glass. However, its hugeness creates a unique, magnificent and broad beauty. The beauty of this kind of architecture was shocking and moved Anxu deeply. She couldn't help but wonder, did the little wizard feel like this when he saw Hogwarts for the first time?

What is this place? An Xu asked.

St. Andrew's Seminary, the cradle of the shepherds. This time the ascetic replied with pride.

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

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

Anxu shrugged disapprovingly. Her ears were about to get calluses along the way. Missionaries may all like this, alarmistly saying that everything will go wrong if you lose your confidence in your church. It depends on which religion you choose whether you will take out your amulet and sell it for money, or ask you to sell yourself and become a monk.

She took two steps forward and was grabbed by the person behind her, forcing her to continue looking up at the majestic academy. When An Xu's neck felt sore, someone finally came out to deal with them.

Praise the light! the ascetic saluted, Wandering ascetic Leo Porter sends his regards. May the glory of the Lord bless our brothers and sisters.

Praise the light! said the middle-aged woman who greeted them. Mary of St. Andrew greets you! Please come with me.

They chatted briefly as they walked. The atmosphere was very religious, and to put it simply, there was a lot of nonsense with unclear meanings. Thinking about it this way, it was actually not much different from the black talk of bandits. Anxu listened carefully and roughly understood that Mary was probably the administrator of the college. The wandering ascetic came to seek refuge with Anxu with the recommendation of the bishop, a bit like a casual monk who defected to the sect. An Xu thought wildly that they had ended the conversation. Mary glanced at An Xu coldly and quickly looked away.

This camp's natural favorability is indifference? An Xu thought with interest. Mary said nothing to her, and they entered the little gate of the castle, where a man was already waiting. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with light brown hair, blue eyes, and a stern face at a young age.

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

Yes, Sister Mary. Lance lowered his head and saluted, expressionlessly motioning for An Xu to follow him, and walked quickly towards the fork in the road.

Viewed from the inside, the pointed vaults look like puffed-up hats, rows full of symmetrical beauty. The walls and columns as far as the eye can see are as white as snow, with golden lines outlining gorgeous patterns that extend to the ceiling, which is covered with murals. At the junction of the column and the square top, there are white or golden statuettes. At a quick glance, you can distinguish various little angels. Although it is filled with huge human achievements and wealth that are clearly visible at a glance, St. Andrew's College does not look extravagant at all, probably because of the cool and noble color scheme.

The boy named Lance walked very fast, and there was wind under his feet. An Xu lost him after a while. She was very open-minded and simply started sightseeing around the college slowly, praising the scenery inside from time to time. The college is very big, with many corridors and corners. I walked for a while without meeting anyone who was out of breath. She walked smoothly 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 a distance. Those people were all young, all wearing white robes and nuns' hats on their heads. They all closed their eyes, clasped their hands in front of them, and prayed with their eyes closed.

The scene was filled with a refreshing sense of cleanliness, and An Xu couldn't help but hold his breath and walked there with gentle steps. Getting closer, she suddenly realized that something was not right. Even though almost everyone had soft faces, they, they, were not all made up of women.

Is that a man? Is that a man? An Xu stretched her neck to find her Adam's apple, only to feel a force grabbing her neck and pulling her back. A hand covered her mouth heavily, pulled her all the way out of the room, and pulled her halfway through the corridor before suddenly letting go. She turned her head and saw Lance staring hard at her, looking furious.

Dirty noble! He shouted angrily in a low voice, You showed your ugly face on the first day!

An Xu felt deeply baffled. Before she could hold the person who led the way accountable for his complete irresponsibility, the other party bit her back. Is he a dirty nobleman if he gets lost?

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

So you came all the way here? Lance sneered.

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

Langsun immediately grimaced, while An Xu stood patiently, expecting the other party to make some technical remarks. But the young man closed his mouth, turned around suddenly, and hissed: Follow me!

The robe was spinning loudly for him, which was quite impressive. An Xu's attention immediately shifted and he stared at the black robe longingly, feeling that he would look very cool in it. She followed Lance like a chicken following the path of millet, and this time she did not lose him, all the way to a door at the end of the corridor. Lance turned around suddenly, and Anxu almost bumped into him.

Listen, no matter what sweet words you use to deceive others, I will never 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 ashen, as if he was about to walk away or want to beat her up. It's so pitiful that An Xu really wants to ask, how can An Xu know what kind of person this young man is if he doesn't declare his family background? Mr. Lance is not bad-looking, and the heroine Yan Gou believes that a character who is not bad-looking must have a serious role.

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, our last names are the same!

Lance turned and walked away.

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

An Xu asked hopefully: Can I wear the same uniform as you after I go to school?

Lance took a deep breath, repeated it three times, turned his head with a speed that could break his neck, and strode away.

What a pity, An Xu thought with regret, that such a young man has such a bad temper.

She picked up the keys on the ground, opened the door and walked into her room. The room was very small, a quarter of the size of the four-person dormitory she once had in college, and could only accommodate a bed and a table. An Xu sat on the bed and felt the hard and simple bed board with his butt. The quilt was folded on one side, and the robe on his body was probably enough to keep him warm. She lay down and felt it, and comforted herself: Fortunately it was cold here, otherwise there might be fleas on it.

What's next? There is no class schedule or anything like that. There is no timetable. It would be bad to miss the time for meals and hot water supply. An Xu lay down on the bed and fell asleep unconsciously.

Anyone who has received a little bit of psychic training will know that this situation of falling asleep from time to time is very bad. Superpowers are closely related to the body and mind. The use of superpowers consumes the spirit. Before mental power existed alone (this group of people was very few, and there were only a few cases in the hundreds of years of human history of using superpowers), spiritual power Operation must depend on *. For most people, the upper limit of their natural mental power does not exceed the upper limit of their physical carrying capacity. Overdraft of superpowers first consumes their mental power, making people tired and listless. In this situation, it is difficult for people to use their powers, so there are almost no instances of mental energy being exhausted and starting to consume vitality.

But Anxu is a special case. Miss Anna's mental strength is not strong, and she is overprotected due to painlessness and lacks exercise. She just has the body of a weak noble. When the forbidden drug used took effect and the girl was unaware of the severity because she had no sense of pain, which eventually caused her body to collapse, another unexpected spiritual force was added to her body. This mental power stopped the woman's collapse, but after solving the urgent need, the girl's spiritual power surpassed the woman too much.

Just like drinking poison to quench thirst, Anxu needs strong power to prevent his body from collapsing, but his overly strong spirit is constantly depleting his vitality, and this loss cannot be replenished with healing. She must learn how to control or replenish her life force before it is exhausted, otherwise...

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