Chapter 64

You know, when he was still on the Bauhinia, he also encountered thunderstorms. But it never lasted so long, because the ship was dead and the pilot was alive. The ocean current is moving, the Bauhinia is sailing, and the scope of thunderstorm days is so large that it can leave the scope of Thunderstorm in tens of minutes at most.

Now he is above the cloud whale, but the cloud whale has been flying without a moment's pause. Full 7 hours, with the degree of cloud whale, even a week and a half around old earth is enough, but now it doesn't fly out of the range of thunder clouds! This surprised angel.

How big is the scope of this thunder cloud? Does it cover the whole devil sea area? Angel felt unbelievable about his guess. If he had such a vast range of thunder clouds as he expected, it could be comparable to the destruction of the world in the fairy tale of the Canary empire.

But the facts were in front of him. He couldn't think of any other explanation except this answer.

Even if it is "the thunder of annihilation", anyway, he is now a mortal. When the sky falls, he is supported by a tall man. With this idea, angel has a much wider heart. But soon Angel began to worry about Toby again.

"In such a thunderstorm, I don't know if Toby has returned to the tent." Although Toby is naughty and bastard, he has been together for nearly a month, and angel has taken it to heart.

When angel was thinking about things, the door of the library was suddenly knocked.

"Please come in." Angel put away the uneasiness on his face and returned to his usual coldness.

A man in a black robe wearing a gorgeous totem mask came in, saluted Angel respectfully, and then said in a muffled voice, "master pat, dinner is ready. Your Excellency let you have dinner."

There are many masked people in black robes on the cloud whale. It seems that they are the servants of Sanders. They are preparing the food Angel eats every day. When the food came, they would leave. Angel didn't know where they lived and what they were doing. He couldn't even tell whether men or women were under the mask.

"The tutor asked me to have dinner?" Angel's questioning.

The black masked man's urn sound should be, then stand aside and stretch out his hand to do the action of "please".

Angel nodded calmly and followed him away. But his heart is not as calm as his face. He usually eats alone. Why did Sanders invite him to dinner today

Can't Sanders wait to know his choice?

Although angel has decided to go to the nightmare world, he believes in the saying "the plan can't catch up with the change". He originally planned to postpone his choice until the last day; In this case, if Sanders' attitude changes during this period, he still has time to mediate.

With mixed thoughts, angel came to the dining hall.

Angel is the first time to come to this place. The ground is covered with soft and warm carpets, the red walls are covered with oil paintings, and a return table is placed in the middle of the hall. The light of candles shines brightly on the restaurant.

Of course, it can't be compared with the golden card VIP room in Barbie restaurant.

Sanders and flora are already in place. Sanders is sitting in the main seat, wearing a black gentleman's suit, folding the napkin into his chest pocket with his slender fingers. Flora was sitting on his right. Today she was not wearing her signature bright red rose skirt, but a dark purple lace skirt. She was holding a knife and didn't know what she was cutting. Xiaohong still clings to flora's back and sees angel coming in. Xiaohong also bends the ghost fire in her eyes into a crescent shape, then slowly stretches out her white bone arm and makes a breast caressing gift to him.

Angel smiled back at Xiao Hong.

"This way." Sanders pointed to his left-hand position.

Angel came to the left near Sanders, nodded slightly to flora, and then sat down.

Flora smiled back and made a funny noise around the restaurant.

"Angel, if you have nothing to do in the evening, come here for dinner. Goodall will lead you over." Sanders straightened out the tableware in front of him and said to angel.

Good? Angel didn't react until flora pointed to the black masked man. He suddenly remembered that he was still there.

The name of the man in black was good. Angel looked at Goodall curiously. His mask was all inclusive. He could not see not only his face, but also his eyes.

"Good is the leader of the servants of the dark shadow here and the steward of the mentor." Flora said, "there are red and yellow blood devil patterns in the center of Goode's mask, but other shadow servants don't, so don't recognize the wrong person ~ hee hee ~"

Flora didn't say that he really didn't notice that the mask totem of the black robed man was different.

The food is served one by one. The staple food is sweet corn and eggs, with seafood soup and unknown barbecue. Although the taste is good, what Angel misses most is the Chinese food cooked by Jon.

Unfortunately, he couldn't eat it... When he was feeling a little in his heart, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a lot of recipes in the holographic plate. With recipes, perhaps he could learn to cook himself, angel thought.

No one spoke during the meal. Even flora ate regularly and maintained the traditional and elegant table ceremony.

After the meal, no one spoke. The silence lasted nearly ten minutes.

Angel looked at Sanders with a cold face, and then at flora, who was immersed in his own world. He was frightened at the bottom of his heart and thought to himself: are they waiting for me to speak?

Wait for him to say what? Of course, what choice to make!

Angel thought for a moment. Even if he delayed for ten days, he didn't have to make a choice.

Finally, angel took the initiative to break the silence: "mentor, I thought for a long time last night and decided to choose the third..."

Before Sanders answered, flora spoke first.

"Third? What third?" Flora's tone was puzzled, followed by a quirky smile: "hee hee, what unspeakable deal are you doing behind your back? “

Angel didn't understand Flora's ridicule, but he was still stunned.

Sanders gave him three choices, didn't flora know? Didn't they wait for me to speak just now? Just pure silence?

Sure enough, Sanders' words once again proved that angel thought too much.

"Did you make a choice so soon? I reminded you to choose carefully." Sanders's eyebrows rose with a trace of doubt.

Looking at Sanders' slightly dissatisfied expression, angel wanted to cry without tears. He just thought they were not talking, waiting for him to make a choice. It turned out that he thought too much!

However, now that he had spoken, angel had to swallow his broken teeth.

So when Sanders asked, angel nodded without hesitation.

"Well, this is my deliberate decision." That's weird.

Sanders was silent for a moment. "Well, when I get back, I'll start preparing for entering the nightmare world."

"Into the nightmare world?" Flora looked at Sanders in disbelief, then at angel, "he?"

Sanders nodded. "That guidance method should lay a good foundation for him."

It turns out that entering the nightmare world is for the guidance law. Flora was suddenly silent. She had followed Sanders for so many years that she didn't know what he was talking about.

Sanders hasn't successfully achieved the guidance method for nearly 200 years. How can angel get it? Flora's mind turned and turned, and finally settled on angel's talent.

Angel can take over the red rose from Xiaohong, which is the unique "generative reality" in the nightmare world. Can his talent make him 100% achieve "generative reality"? Then this is too rebellious. The nightmare world is a world full of treasures!