[Chapter 1168 What’s this all about 1/2]
After the conversation, Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan both stayed in their seats quietly.
They didn’t say anything, just looked at the magic phone. The store was quiet but not deserted.
Luo Chuan stared at the screen, his thoughts already wandering to an unknown dimension.
Now he was thinking in his mind about what kind of story would be better for the movie.
The first thing that came to mind was of course Marvel, and now he still remembered the last scene of Tony snapping his fingers.
Saying “I am Iron Man” is so cool.
But if it were really copied into this world…it would feel a bit strange no matter how you think about it.
The most important point is that he had learned Thanos’ signature moves for a long time, which was a bit embarrassing to film.
He prefers anime movies, but if it were a real person… it would feel even weirder, right?
After thinking wildly for a while, Luo Chuan couldn’t make up his mind and continued with his boring thoughts.
What should I take pictures of?
There is a blank in my mind. In normal times, various inspirations often pop up, and when necessary, I play hide and seek mischievously.
Forget it, there’s no rush anyway, just think about it slowly.
Luochuan feels that he is a happy-go-lucky person, and few things can make him upset.
There is nothing to say about the following time. It passed as smoothly as ever, and I felt a sense of enjoyment listening to the faint sound of rain.
Saintia.
Hermann has returned to the Dream Building Office. Berrent’s lost items have not been recovered yet, but he only went to the site for a brief inspection.
“Are you going out again?” Jotis looked at Heman who was already prepared, and spoke calmly, “Is it still the commission for the bombing case?” “
Of course, Jotis, you still know me very well.” Herman smiled. , and picked up his signature walking stick.
Jyotis did not react to Heman’s words and continued to flip through the book. The pages rustled, which sounded like a driving away.
Herman didn’t care about this, and disappeared into the night after saying goodbye.
Jotis looked away, sighed softly, and then continued her previous browsing.
Herman had a feeling that the boss would most likely continue to let loose today. This feeling was unusually strong, especially after he invited Luo Chuan to sit in the store for a while, it almost turned into a prediction of reality.
“As expected, are you not planning to continue driving?” Herman sighed helplessly.
The streets were deserted and deserted. The dim light emitted by the street lamps on both sides was bound in the aging lampshades, dividing the road into even grid segments.
Due to their long disrepair, some of them are flickering brightly and dimly, and some that have been completely extinguished are desolate and silent.
The buildings on both sides were also hidden in the dim night, and only vague shadows could be seen, including his target.
The crimson doors and windows were closed tightly, and it was so dark inside that nothing could be seen clearly.
Herman subconsciously opened his eyes, trying to see something in this poorly lit environment.
Suddenly, two bright lights appeared in the darkness, which was strange and a little scary.
Herman was naturally taken aback.
When his eyes slightly adapted to the dark environment and could vaguely see what the light was about, he breathed a sigh of relief.
If he remembered correctly, it should be the boss’s pet.
It’s furry and harmless to humans and animals, but it looks quite cute.
Herman had never seen this kind of creature before, but regarded it as some kind of rare magical beast.
This is not unusual in Keluo. There are so many weird monsters out there. It’s normal if you haven’t seen them before.
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Just glanced at Heman, Chimera closed her eyes again, and the bright light disappeared into the darkness.
Herman couldn’t help but remember that night when he came to the coffee shop, in addition to seeing Luo Chuan, there was also a very beautiful girl.
“Staff? It doesn’t look like…a relationship between lovers? It doesn’t look like it either…”
the great detective muttered, feeling himself in a daze.
Reality is too complicated, so it is easier to be a detective.
He retracted his gaze and was about to leave when a figure in a black windbreaker appeared at the end of the street.
Maybe he noticed Heman and the coffee shop that didn’t open the door. The figure in the windbreaker paused for a moment and then disappeared around the corner.
Heman smiled. The light was not very good and he could not see the face of the figure in the trench coat clearly, but it must be Rona.
The coffee shop wasn’t open, so there was nothing worth remembering.
Heman was about to leave when he suddenly thought of something and stopped.
He took out a small bottle containing nectar from the cane. The golden liquid still shimmered under the not so bright light.
There is a dreamy atmosphere.
For these “dream breaths”, Herman paid a high price.
Spray it around a few times, and a light cloud of mist appears, condensing and not dissipating.
Under the pull of magic power, the clouds and mist turned into a barrier, shrouding He-Man.
The figure disappeared and the streets became empty again, except for the cool night breeze carrying the fragrance of flowers.
In the dream world, everything seems to be outlined by gray lines. This is a place that exists parallel to the real world.
Very few people can come into contact with this place, and only a handful of extraordinary beings can feel the existence of this world.
Because the coffee shop is located in a relatively remote place, it looks like a black and white image from an old TV.
In this black and white world, a trace of dark red suddenly appeared, which was extremely eye-catching.
The trace appeared from the end of the street and extended crookedly, which was enough to show that its owner was in an extremely weird state.
This is the projection of the supernatural being’s magic power in the dream world. Through information such as its degree of dispersion, color, and shape, it is possible to speculate on what is happening in reality.
Watching the twisted traces spread on the street, and finally disappeared under his feet, which was the door of the coffee shop.
Heman was silent, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly, which eventually turned into a wry smile.
