pertwk Chapter 4451 Story
Chapter 4451 Story
Chapter 4451 Story
"Tell a story?"
Angel repeated the little girl's question in a low voice.
The little girl blinked, looking on expectantly: "Yes, what kind of story will we have today?"
Angell looked slightly puzzled: Was this dream visitor a little girl who loved listening to stories?
Should we grant her request?
This is a giant dream bubble; the little girl's level of lucidity is at least level five or higher.
This level of alertness allows them to easily control the changes in dreams, which in turn can lead to potential dangers in the dreams... Moreover, five- or six-year-old children are extremely emotional; one second they may be laughing and the next they may be crying. The changes in dreams caused by crying are bound to be dangerous.
So, why don't we just use illusion magic to control it directly?
However, when Angell looked at the little girl's innocent face and her hopeful eyes filled with stars, he paused again.
His purpose in entering Dreambubble this time was not to conquer it, but to investigate whether there were any anomalies in Dreambubble.
Therefore, it seems unnecessary to let the dream bubble come to an end so quickly.
Moreover, he hasn't detected anything "abnormal" yet, and directly controlling the other party might cause him to miss anything "abnormal".
Because the anomaly might not be the dreamer, but the dream bubble, or even the interaction between the dreamer and the dream bubble. In this case, controlling the dreamer alone would not be very meaningful.
With this in mind, Angor decided to refrain from using illusion magic to directly control the Dreamer for now. He could intervene later if he discovered anything unusual or sensed danger.
What story would you like to hear?
Following the little girl's words, Angell asked.
At the same time, he glanced at the small house out of the corner of his eye.
The small house is about three stories high, and it's a direct connection, so you can clearly see the roof.
Judging from the art style, this is a very typical witch's cottage, with traces of witches everywhere, such as floating spellbooks, wooden-handled brooms darting around in mid-air, green vines climbing the walls and adorned with pink and white flowers; there are also glasses filled with various colored liquids on wooden shelves, and curved wooden chandeliers...
However, precisely because it is so typical, Angell would feel even more that it is a dream.
It's so fairytale-like, a very fairytale-like witch's cottage.
Many fairy tales featuring witches include these typical elements. For example, in the story of "The Three Little Bears," the little bears seek out the witch to be the judge in order to win honey, and the witch's cottage in the story looks like this... It's a story filled with warmth, fantasy, and childlike wonder.
Angell guessed that the reason the little house looked like this was probably because the little girl had heard a fairy tale about a witch and then imagined it in her dream.
"Big brother, can I choose the story type myself?" The little girl's eyes lit up, and she instinctively cupped her chubby cheeks with her hands. The warm yellow light from the overhead lamp shone on the pure white crescent mark between her eyebrows, reflecting a faint, luminous glow... It created a feeling that was both cute and dreamy.
Angel crouched down, his head just level with the little girl's height: "Of course, but shouldn't we have a little ritual before telling a story?"
"A sense of ritual?" The little girl looked puzzled.
Seeing her confusion, Angell coughed lightly: "What I mean is, little friend, are you planning to have me stand up and tell you the story?"
The little girl then realized, "Oh right, big brother doesn't fly, he needs to sit... Wait, I'll go find a sofa!"
After saying that, the little girl quickly ran to the wardrobe next to her, opened it, and pulled out a tall, large single sofa made of fabric and wood from the dark wardrobe.
This bizarre scene didn't surprise Angell at all; that's just how dreams are.
At least she found the sofa in the closet, instead of pouring it out of the teapot spout; that's already following the rules of size...
However, the little girl's words, "Big brother doesn't fly," puzzled Angel.
Is her statement just nonsense, or has she actually seen other "flying" people?
Angel suppressed his curiosity for the moment, because the little girl had already taken his hand and led him to the sofa.
Angell chose to sit down.
The little girl waved, and the wooden-handled broom that had been darting around in mid-air floated to her side. She jumped up and sat on it. Then she turned around and looked at Angel with bright, sparkling eyes: "Big brother, can I choose the type of story now?"
Angel nodded, calmly picked up the teacup that floated to his face, poured a little bit of hot black tea from the teapot floating beside him, and took a sip—indeed, it had no taste, but his lips did feel moist.
He quietly placed the teacup aside and said, "Alright, now it's your turn to choose."
The moment he finished speaking, a screen of light appeared out of thin air beside Angell, displaying a large number of cute cartoon images, each representing a story.
The little girl was surprised to find a strange screen suddenly appearing with all sorts of cute pictures on it.
With a look of surprise, she looked at each one, muttering, "The Three Little Bears, The Nightingale, The White Girl, The Black Horse Princess..."
It's clear from her muttering that she can read.
Angell was also somewhat surprised. How could a five- or six-year-old child know so many words?
The reason he created these cartoon book covers was essentially because he was worried that children couldn't read, and he deliberately used pictures to tell the story. Who would have thought that she could actually read the words on the book covers?
"They're all fairy tales..."
The little girl was initially quite excited because it was the first time she had seen a storyteller using such strange methods... The storytelling fairies she had seen before never manipulated any power, but this older brother was different.
Therefore, she was very much looking forward to the types of stories her older brother would tell.
But after reading the story titles, her expression froze.
Why are they all fairy tales?
Why is it another fairy tale?
She didn't like fairy tales; every time she heard them, she felt sleepy... But the fairies always told fairy tales when they came, so she had no choice but to listen.
A few days ago, a fairy-like woman dressed in dark clothes told her a scary story that made her feel very happy.
Although she didn't like horror stories either, because they were a bit boring and made her want to sleep, they were at least better than the same old fairy tales.
Why does this older brother, who clearly has a strange ability to create such beautiful light screens, have to tell fairy tales?
The little girl propped her cheeks up with her hands, tilted her head, and looked at Angel with a puzzled expression.
If it were anyone else, seeing this scene, they would only think the little girl was cute and would look forward to the next story with an adorable attitude.
But in Angell's opinion... it was indeed cute.
However, with his extrasensory perception, Angell was able to determine that the little girl seemed to be confused.
"Don't you like fairy tales?" Angell thought for a moment and asked directly.
The little girl nodded and said very seriously, "Yes, Lulu doesn't like fairy tales."
"Then we won't tell fairy tales." Angel casually wiped his hand, and the cartoon book cover on the screen instantly disappeared. "Then what kind of stories does Lulu like?"
Lulu's eyes suddenly lit up. The fairies had asked her before if she liked fairy tales, and she had always said no, but the next fairy would still tell a fairy tale. She had assumed the older boy in front of her would be like the fairies, but he actually said he wasn't telling fairy tales anymore!?
"Are you really not going to tell fairy tales anymore?" she asked repeatedly.
"Don't you dislike fairy tales? If you don't like them, then we definitely need to change them." Angell was a little puzzled; did he really need to confirm this repeatedly?
Lulu nodded excitedly: "Then, then I want to hear... horror..."
Subconsciously, she wanted to tell a horror story because she wasn't very familiar with story genres; besides fairy tales, the only other stories she knew were horror stories.
She had heard horror stories before, so while it was somewhat novel, it was also boring.
She doesn't want to hear fairy tales or horror stories, so what should we do now?
She was conflicted.
A moment later, she suddenly remembered something and excitedly raised her head: "Big brother, can I listen to adult stories?"
Angell: "??!"
You're only five or six years old, why do you want to listen to adult stories?
How dare he tell adult stories to a little girl who isn't even waist-high?
Angel was about to refuse, but then he noticed that Lulu's eyes were pure and innocent, as if she wasn't thinking about those lewd things.
He hesitated for a moment, then used his extrasensory perception to confirm her emotions.
Consistent in word and deed.
Angell thought for a moment: "Do you know what an adult story is?"
Lulu blinked and said matter-of-factly, "It's a story for adults, like the evil monster being defeated, and Mom and Dad being happy together..."
Lulu counted on her fingers, explaining her understanding of the adult story.
After listening, Angell roughly understood that her adult stories were neither fairy tales nor stories for young children, but included adventure, epic, love, and so on.
It turns out he was the only one who had the wrong idea.
Angor silently reached out and tapped the screen, and a large number of illusion nodes automatically laid out a new image set on the screen.
In an instant, various book cover images appeared.
However, compared to the previous cartoon book covers, these covers are much more mature, and some even have a slightly sinister feel.
But Lulu seemed even more excited than before, reading out the titles of the books one by one.
"The Butterfly Mansion, The Alchemist of Strange Fire, The Magic Cube Building, The Mountain, Detective Raphtalia..."
Lulu liked it more and more as she looked at it; you could tell from the name that it wasn't a fairy tale.
She wanted to see them all, but she also knew that her older brother wouldn't have that much time to tell her, since he would wake up...
Therefore, she needs to find something that interests her the most.
Ultimately, she chose—
The Witch's Delivery Service.
……
It's said to be storytelling.
But Angor didn't say anything at all; instead, he created a holographic illusion in Lulu's astonished gaze.
When Lulu came to her senses, she was already in a dream world, and right in front of her was a green lawn... Under the blue sky and white clouds, the red-haired girl on the green lawn seemed to be listening to music. The wind blew and the grass rustled, and everything was so fresh and bright, full of summer leisure and longing.
"This...this is storytelling?" Lulu exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise.
“Of course, you can think of it as my special storytelling method.” The Angor didn’t appear in front of Lulu, but his voice reached her ears. “I hope you enjoy this story.”
Lulu was now completely immersed in this vast world.
Although she couldn't directly experience the real world, she was still moved to tears looking at this virtual story world.
She had never seen the outside world.
I only saw the outside world through illustrations in the books my mother left behind.
But it was also rigid and completely immobile.
But here, she saw the blue sky, the white clouds, the grass blades swaying in the wind, and the blooming flowers...
For the first time, she felt something alive.
Her heart was pounding... Meanwhile, on the third floor of the witch's cottage, in a bare flowerpot, a tender green shoot seemed to be trying to break through the soil.
Time passed second by second.
Lulu was completely immersed in the story within the illusion.
Angell sat on the sofa, recalling his conversation with Lulu before the story began.
At that time, after Lulu made her choice, Angor put away the light screen and began to manipulate the illusion nodes to construct the story of "The Witch's Delivery", while chatting with Lulu.
Angel's purpose in this casual conversation was not to inquire about Lulu's personal information, but to test Lulu's logical ability through some basic questions in order to determine her level of sobriety.
For example, he asked Lulu her name, her hobbies, her dreams...
Angell initially only wanted to test his level of lucidity, but Lulu's final answer completely baffled him.
First of all, Lulu's name, according to her own account, is Yuelu (Moon Dew).
Her hobby is listening to stories, but she doesn't like fairy tales.
Her dream is to become like her mother, so she can see the world!
After hearing Yuelu's answer, Angell followed up by asking about her mother.
As it turns out, Yuelu doesn't know much about her mother either, only that her name is Yueling, that she's always busy and often away from home, and that this latest time she's been away for a very long time...
Seeing that Yuelu was a little down, Angell changed the subject to "seeing the world".
Angell had only asked casually what kind of scenery she liked... and then he could create an illusion for her.
As a result, Moon Dew's answer left Angel dumbfounded.
"I don't know what kind of scenery I like. I've never left... My mother said there are terrifying dream beasts outside, and if I leave, I will be eaten."
Angell: "???"
A dream beast?!
How do you know about Dream Beasts?!
Also, when you say you've never left, do you mean you've never left home in the real world, or that you've never left the witch's cottage in your dreams?!
Angell wanted to continue questioning, but through his extrasensory perception, he sensed that Moon Dew seemed to have some doubts...
After all, he kept asking questions that had nothing to do with storytelling.
Just then, the illusion was completed.
Angell thought for a moment and decided to suppress his curiosity for the time being, sending the moon dew into the illusion first...