The Magician of Clow

Chapter 946 The Time of the Four on the Way to Arrive
The dreams originating from that card are always full of ambiguity.

This time it was not the surface of the water where the giant lived,
Thoughts were mixed with the memory replay, Fangran was at the moment before the underground mine battle broke out in the blink of an eye,

Osphia and what he said about the darkest side of the era, the description of the witch hunt coincided with the scene of the cult group in front of him, and saw another dark energy crystal appearing on the altar,

He remembered the influx of all kinds of irrelevant fragments of information at that second, slowly connecting in the dream that finally had time to think after the action was over.

The cause of the upheaval in the national war was that the association wanted to trap Herschel Linhua and usurp the royal court, and the royal court is an organization that controls reality. According to Osfia's inference,
They have plans that cannot be controlled in reality.
Squatting on the steel beam of the mine pit, Fangran looked at the leader of the cult who had just used the broken crystal to summon the sacrificial circle, involving the world of night battles. Normally, the royal court would never let this happen.
The answer is obviously the cult group, and many things like the cult group that I don't know.

but why?
What can an association gain by doing such a thing?
There was a strong sense of confusion, as if some important clues were still missing.

The connection of various pieces of information was interrupted, and Fangran once again saw that the gap inside the dark energy crystal on the altar was filled with a drop of liquid that appeared out of thin air.

Speaking of which, why did this dark energy crystal appear here?
At that time, I was overly surprised that a small cult organization was actually related to the association. I forgot to use the "wisdom" of the right eye to confirm the information of the dark energy crystal.

Fangran felt that he had missed a very important opportunity.

Go back to the secret laboratory you stumbled upon under the manor in London and pick up the strange orb of dark liquid inside again.

"What the hell are you. No,"

Looking at the holes in the ground above that were breached by gluttony, he muttered to himself in a dream.

"What exactly does the association want you to do?"

When thinking about this, the dream began to shake,
Fangran closed his eyes, the wind blowing across his cheeks brought the smell of fresh air, and there was a piece of golden sunlight cast through the skylight on his face, the warm and dazzling feeling made him slowly open his sleepy eyes,

Then I saw the blue wild scenery under the blue sky.

"Ge Fangran, you're awake."

"How long have I slept?"

Seeing the side, he pressed his forehead and subconsciously asked questions. After the [Dream Card] automatically took effect, Fangran found that he would always stay for a while after waking up before he could slowly wake up.

Of course, when Tom's toes hit the legs of the table, it doesn't count.
"About fourteen hours."

Kerim replied with a gentle smile, slightly lowering the car window beside him to let in more air.

"Senior, are you a pig, you can sleep like this."

Then upon hearing his voice, Tang Bing, who had woken up in the morning, turned around and lay down on the back of the seat with a look of contempt on his face, which made Fangran roll his eyes.

Come on, I'm a wounded person who suffered twice in one day.
Feeling that the body issued a warning of imminent serious injury through a long period of sleep, and once again clearly realized how 'fragile' his body was, Fangran looked out the window, his eyes froze slightly and asked:
"By the way, where are we now?"

"Still in France, about 2/3 of the area from Paris to Switzerland,"

In view of the bad case last night, someone's application to be in charge of driving was rejected. Osfia in the driver's seat glanced at Fangran who had woken up in the rearview mirror:
"If there are no accidents, we can reach Geneva at night, but we still have to find a way to cross the border."

Because the 'antique' Hummer that Fangran took out from the black box did not have a license plate, Luka spent a lot of time bypassing various surveillance cameras.
As a result, they have traveled about 300 kilometers from Paris to Geneva, and they have not yet arrived at their destination, who have always been on various country roads.

However, the strong off-road performance comes in handy
"That's it"

Hearing Osfiya's answer, Fangran looked at the scenery outside the window clearly, then he opened the sunroof, stood up and leaned out from the roof of the car,

The moment I slowly opened my eyes in the wind blowing my hair,
The beautiful and vast scenery blows your face!

Glowing golden blue grass and deep green forests, the French village under the soft hillside is quiet, and the triangular roofs are brightly colored. The blue sky in this scene is vast and long, and you can see the far end of the ground all the time. ,
Open your eyes wide in the wind and sunshine on the roof of the car, watching this scene is refreshing.

The confusion that had just woken up was swept away, and I glanced at the figures of Tang Bing, Osfia, and Kerim in the car. This scene seemed to be traveling with my companions.

Fangran couldn't help shouting happily at this scene, his voice flew out like wings.

Sit back in the car happily, with surprise remaining in the ends of her blown hair, looking out of the window Fangran said curiously and surprised:
"Is this what the French countryside used to be like? It feels completely different from Paris?"

Let Tang Bing, who was hugging the back in front of him, look at him with an 'ignorant' look:
"Nonsense, senior, do you think this is domestic?"

"Because most of the country's population flows to the big cities of Paris, Marseille and Lyon, fewer and fewer people stay in the countryside,"

Glancing at the idyllic sunshine passing by the window, Kerim then looked at Fangran and explained with a smile:
"Extremely low housing prices attract many foreigners to live and cultivate themselves, or to run homestays, creating such a landscape that is completely opposite to the metropolis."

"Hoo hoo, what's going on."

Hearing him say that was a bit stunned, and then Fangran took advantage of the situation to set his eyes on him,
This super genius, who was tied up by him from the upper-class dance in Paris last night, looked intellectual and elegant in a white shirt, but his complexion was too pale.

"Um. Is there anything strange about me?"

Staring blankly at Fangran looking him up and down, Kerim hesitated to speak a little at a loss, and then saw Fangran looking at him seriously with slightly complicated expressions.

"you"

Then when he slowly became nervous, he asked silently:
"Is it true that you got a PhD from Harvard at the age of 20?"

And when Fangran asked about this, Tang Bing in front of him also looked at Kerim in a 'swish', because Fangran didn't wake up, she was cowardly and dare not talk to her, and when she heard it, she was finally able to chatter. lights up instantly,
She has long been extremely curious about this talented handsome guy.

"what?"

It never occurred to Fangran to stare at him seriously and ask this kind of thing. Kerim was in a daze for a second, then saw his and Tang Bing's eyes, and replied with a bit of a smile:
"No, although it was announced by my doctoral supervisor at the time, I didn't actually get a doctorate from Harvard at the age of 20."

Hearing what he said, Fangran breathed a sigh of relief:
"Ha, I'll just say it"

Then he and Tang Bing saw the pale young man in front of him smiling softly and simply, and told the true version unknown to the outside world.

"I actually had my 21st birthday a month before I was awarded my degree."

Σ(Д(Д)!??
　[Salute to the heroes, remember those who have fought against the epidemic] And I feel that I really have to stop for a while. After a period is over, I don’t know what to write. I have been in a bad state recently. Part of the reason is that my grades have declined. After all, as an author, it is impossible to say that I don’t care about grades. The contradiction between quality and speed and grades makes me very painful and irritable. I decided to go out tomorrow to relax.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)