Ma Long had that dream again.

Perhaps because of the dream that he had done too many times, when Ma Long walked to the red door of the world, he immediately noticed that the white candle transformed by his poor aunt, Vina Liszt, was shining with silver-white cold flames. A thin red candle that was not much thicker than a matchstick was added next to the white candle that was shining with silver-white cold flames.

Ma Long carefully picked up the red candle and found that the tiny red candle was engraved with a Hel French name like a fly-headed seal.

If Malone did not admit his mistake, the name engraved in Hale French should be Stephanie Richett.

What does this mean?

Malone was puzzled, and then he remembered the conversation with Navtu-Ekramon on the power of faith at dinner.

Could it be that because of the fanatical belief of Stephanie Ritchette, the power of faith she bet on me was projected into this tiny red candle?

In other words, this tiny red candle is the power of faith of a crazy believer?

Wait...Nefftu-Ekramon said that the power of faith of a crazy believer is at least equivalent to that of a thousand shallow believers.

But I am no longer the number one celebrity in Baisha City. Why is there only one lonely and tiny red candle that has been transformed in this dream world? Is the power of faith I have gathered before not enough to even a thousand shallow believers?

This discovery hit Ma Long a little. He originally thought he should be even more charming.

This is unscientific...

Let’s not talk about other places, the “Ma Long Book Friends Club” in Baisha City alone has already exceeded 30,000 members. Fanatic players who like virtual fighting games are several times more than book friends because of the virtual fighting Grand Prix. Isn’t there even a thousand believers among these tens of thousands of people?

In fact, even Nevtu-Ekramon had never said it clearly, and Ma Long had long known that he seemed to be able to absorb the power of people's faith for his own use.

Therefore, Chun Li, the "memory" that only exists in her mind, can be summoned and exist in the real world in the form of a shocking spiritual crystal servant.

As soon as I thought about this, Ma Long suddenly had a slap in the thigh. Oh, yes! It must be that the power of faith that I had absorbed before, although it was gathered on me, it was eventually poured into the memory of Chunli, General Vega, etc. I was just a transfer station for the power of faith at all!

Ma Long, holding the little red candle transformed by Stephanie's faith in his hand, subconsciously looked up at the two doors that were all the way through the sky. He saw Chunli and General Vega, who were standing outside the door with the cracks as the boundary, standing left and right, staring at each other, and seemed to be fighting at any time.

Before Ma Long set out from Baisha City, General Vega finally gained enough faith power and came outside the door after the bound door.

It's just like the setting in the game, General Vega and Chunli, who came out before him, always maintain a hostile attitude towards each other.

Fortunately, the bad relationship between the two is to the point where they are hostile to each other. At least every time Ma Long enters this same dream world, Chunli and General Vega are both hostile to each other without moving, but there has never been any real internal strife and fighting each other to the death.

Ma Long tried to ask some questions from both, but whether it was Chun Li or General Vega, the answers they made were their lines in the game world at the beginning, with the most... occasionally mixed with one or two lines from "micro-movie".

So Ma Long thinks that at least the current Chunli and General Vega are only equivalent to two tempered hand-to-hand combat intelligent robots, and they are relatively low-intelligent.

After observing the motionless Chunli and General Vega, Malone lost interest and turned their attention back to the candle - it was not the red candle transformed by Stephanie's power of faith, but the white shining with cold flames transformed by Wina Liszt's "obsession with the dead".

Ma Long had not observed this white candle before, but he had not observed any of the reasons before, but this time was different from any of the previous ones, because Ma Long had the opportunity to compare and look at each other with two "candles" for the first time.

This is better than looking at it in front of it. After comparison, Ma Long can really see some mystery -!

Malone's first discovery was the red candle transformed by Stephanie's power of faith. No matter how the slight light shone out, it would reflect his body in a corner. However, no matter how the light shines out of the white candle, it would shine on Chunli, General Vega, and the crack in the door!

It is obvious that this confirms Malone's previous speculation that the object of the Red Candle, transformed by Stephanie's power of faith, is himself, and the power of faith that has been manifested through the deadly thoughts of Wina Liszt, is the object of the faith being those virtual characters.

This discovery is not Malone's most important discovery, because his most important discovery is that the red candle transformed by Stephanie's power of faith seems to be able to absorb the radiant light of the dead white candle and condense the white cold light into red wax oil!

Does this mean that it is not that no one admires and believes in this genius boy, but that those people are all believers, so the gathered power of faith was absorbed by Bai Zhu before and projected to those virtual characters?

Ma Long felt that this possibility was very high, because he soon noticed that the small wax oil that made the red candle burn was pure red, while the wax oil that burned the white candle was transparent and had a faint red silk.

Of course, these "wax oils" are not real wax oils, but should be the power of faith that is being converted and absorbed. The difference in color obviously represents the difference in the objects of belonging.

"Stephanie, you have helped me a lot." In his soul world, Ma Long said to himself, but then he continued: "It's a pity that I don't know whether it's good or bad to absorb the power of faith."

Thinking of this, Ma Long took the initiative to wake up from the dream world.

Outside the round porthole of the floating ship, Ma Long, who had just turned white in the east, had already become sleepless, quietly put on his clothes and got up.

But just put on slippers and gave the bedroom to Stephanie and other little girls in distress, Adella, who was sleeping on the floor and clothes by Ma Long's bed, was awakened.

"Young Master, why don't you sleep 7? Is it because it's too noisy outside?"

A little confused glanced at the porthole, Adella tried to arch her body to do it...

"I've already slept, so I'm going to go on the deck and keep falling asleep. You're exhausted yesterday."

Ma Long, who bent down, pressed Adela back halfway back.

"But……"

Adella opened her purple and golden eyes wide and twisted around and tried to resist.

"Nothing, but this is an order!"

Ma Long made a serious expression and stopped Adela from speaking.

"But……"

Adella continued to twist, but this time she still couldn't finish her words, because Ma Long suddenly leaned down and kissed Adella's lips like a dragonfly.

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