I upgraded and added points in the Holy Inquisition

By the time Lloyd came to the Manifestation Sanctuary again after much wandering, it was almost 6 p.m.

The old priest from last time was still in charge of reception outside the door, but Lloyd lost interest in visiting and hurried straight to the weird corridor.

Unfortunately, when he went in again this time, there was no such strong mental pollution. Lloyd made it to the end safely, feeling a little disappointed.

When I opened the door, I saw that the scene inside was even more messy than the last time I came here. The floor was covered with various semi-finished products, and there was also a lot of draft paper. On it were a lot of line drawings and design drawings that Royd couldn't understand. .

Chili Fish Head and the Embodied Saint were still together, playing with something. When they saw Lloyd coming in, they quickly greeted:

"Coming? Then come and try this."

"........."

The embodied saint said, handing a strange piece of metal to Lloyd.

Lloyd took it and took a look, and found that this thing was completely silvery white, so smooth that it could reflect his own face. It was almost weightless. It could float automatically in the palm of his hand, rotate slowly, and then randomly change into various geometric shapes. Figures, triangles, cubes, cylinders, etc.

It looks very magical, with a sense of science fiction and fantasy.

The moment he took possession of the metal, Lloyd felt an itch in his head. He thought it was the "Book of Truth" that was turning, but then he took a closer look, but it was the "Book of Illusion" that was underneath. React.

But Lloyd was still a little unwilling, and asked again:

"So what exactly is this..."

"Ah? Are you leaving now? But what should I do with my [projection]?"

This time, it was the embodied saint who answered:

Lloyd nodded, truthfully told the changes in the "Book of Illusions", and truthfully admitted that he could not understand what those three-dimensional scenes represented.

"How's it going? Is there any movement in "The Book of Illusions"?"

It was flipping on its own, and then complex three-dimensional design drawings appeared automatically, as if mysterious three-dimensional scenes were built on paper.

As a result, the former dean gave a very irresponsible answer:

"There is nothing wrong with it. For this level of knowledge, it is meaningless to rely on others to teach it. You can understand that what each of us can see and touch is different...

"It doesn't matter, don't worry, you can advance to the fifth level first, and you should be able to gradually understand it later."

"A kind of [illusion] that the two of us have tried to embody. Have you ever understood [illusion]? No? It's hard to explain. This is a very profound course and it will take a long time to teach you." I’ve already talked about it, so I’d better stop talking about it and just feel and understand it yourself.”

"........."

Especially for you who hold the "Book of Truth", you may not be able to understand what he and I can touch. In the same way, what you see may also be areas that we cannot touch... In short, just listen to me. Okay, keep this close to your body, don't lose it. "

I don’t quite understand…

You can't expect this saint whose words are all ellipsis to explain to you, right?

"Okay, okay, it's time for us to go back. I've been very tired these past few days."

"Uh...this isn't good, is it?"

The former dean urged again.

The former dean asked.

The former dean only gave an ambiguous answer in the end, leaving Lloyd a little helpless.

The former dean comforted him with a slight smile.

Lloyd asked quickly.

The former dean quickly opened his mouth to help translate:

"He said there is no need to worry. Your [Projection] is very powerful. There is nothing wrong with it except that it is ugly. And as your understanding of [Illusion] deepens, it will become more powerful. Of course, it may also become uglier." …”

"No... is this really what His Majesty the Saint is expressing?"

Lloyd asked in surprise, only to see the embodied saint nod...

Outrageous! Are you talking about psychology or mind reading?

"Okay, okay, let's go out first. He's exhausted from trying to make this thing. Let him have a good rest."

The former dean continued to urge and floated outside first.

Lloyd had no choice but to bid farewell to the saint politely, and then quickly chased after him.

Since portals were not allowed to be opened in the city, Lloyd had no choice but to follow the former dean to the nearest sky-high tower and prepare to take the high-speed elevator there. He would first leave the city buried underground and go to the surface before taking the portal.

Along the way, Lloyd couldn't help but feel curious, making all kinds of insidious inquiries:

"Has the saint's mental state improved?"

"Huh? Haven't you noticed? After some enlightenment from me, he is much more cheerful than the last time we met."

You call this cheerful?

So what should I call it? Talkative?

Lloyd cursed in his heart.

However, the former dean noticed the change in expression on his face and immediately asked:

"What's that expression on your face? Did I say something wrong? For someone with severe autism like him, how is it possible for him to recover in a few days? This all needs to be done step by step."

"I understand the truth, but... the intellectual saint who suffered from severe schizophrenia before, I think he recovered well?"

"How do you compare these two types of patients? It seems that you really don't understand psychology and mental health... Since you said he has severe schizophrenia, how do you know the next time you meet him? Will he suddenly change?"

"This... shouldn't be possible, right? I did a small favor to the Saint of Wisdom before, and I should have cured his symptoms, right?"

"Oh? I think I heard Hazlade say this. You helped him capture a gangster of the [Forgetting] system, right? This is indeed useful, but unfortunately it cannot cure the root cause...

The saint named Bayer's consciousness segmentation method is somewhat similar to our Mizkatok's method, but it is more superficial. As a result, he used this method to fight against mental pollution, and he was destined to be unable to escape schizophrenia. The influence of… Forget it, let’s not talk about it. "

The former dean shook his head and took the initiative to change the topic:

"This time Zam'el and I worked hard to make this metal that represents [Fantasy]. We just wanted to try to see if this could become a new path and a new direction to explore the future, so we made it." It is handed over to you who holds both the "Book of Truth" and the "Book of Falsehood".

But you don’t have to have any psychological burden. Even if you fail, it’s not a big deal. Just treat it as a dead end. Anyway, given the current situation of human civilization, it is always good to try everything. "

After hearing this intention, Lloyd nodded and asked further:

"I understand...what exactly do I need to do?"

"I do not know either."

"what?"

"Didn't I say it's a new direction? Of course it's a matter of taking it one step at a time. You should advance to the fifth level first and then see if you can get anything through it."

In this way, the two chatted for a while, and soon they arrived at the nearest tower that reached the sky.

As soon as he walked in, Lloyd immediately felt a sense of familiarity and intimacy.

The interior here is actually quite similar to the advanced subway that always has +50. They are all pod-style cockpits that can be used by tapping out a fixed frequency.

It seems that the 'advanced elevator' and the 'advanced subway' are products of the same period?

"Is it similar to the subway in our shining city?"

Lloyd couldn't help but say.

"That's natural. It was transformed from the heritage of the Twilight Era. However, in comparison, the ones over there are more advanced. The ones here can only go straight up and down, and can't even reach designated positions."

The former dean took the opportunity to explain to Lloyd the origin of the 'advanced subway' he discovered.

As a result, before he could finish speaking, the two of them passed through this "advanced elevator" and crossed a depth of 10,000 meters to the surface.

[Ding~Insanity value +30]

Lloyd couldn't help but want to laugh when he heard the prompt in his ear.

It seems that the set from Brilliant City is indeed more advanced and gives more insanity points.

Once you leave the underground city and come to the outer area of ​​the City of Illusion, the dreamy cleanliness and tidiness before will naturally disappear, leaving only a dirty town in front of you.

But it is very lively here, with people coming and going, and many large steam trucks transporting various supplies passing through. It is very similar to the York Town that Lloyd visited before.

Not far away from where the two of them were, there were a lot of people queuing up. They probably wanted to go to the dungeon below through the 'Advanced Elevator'.

However, the procession of the team was very slow, and everyone had to undergo strict interrogation before being released. Some frictions broke out during the process, and all kinds of swearing and swearing came one after another.

Some of them also noticed Royd coming up from below. Even though they were strangers to him, they kept nodding to him, waving friendly hands, or showing various flattering smiles. They seemed to regard Royd as some kind of person from below. The gentleman who came up.

Lloyd didn't know much about them, but he could feel the yearning and longing from their eyes.

It seems that people who live in the town above want to move to the clean and beautiful city below.

Although the town above is dirty and messy, it is real and exists objectively; although the city below is beautiful, it is not entirely real...

Does what people pursue and yearn for have to be true?

Lloyd felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. He felt like he had caught something, but it was elusive and he couldn't grasp it.

The former dean just floated beside him silently, observing quietly without saying anything.