"Brother, stay here!" A language that was only used in ancient times came from behind Zhou Yiran. "It seems that we shouldn't be called that now, first...school...wait a moment."

Zhou Yiran turned his head, and a man wearing a long gown with long braids stood behind him.

"Who are you?" He was shocked by the man's outfit. This long gown in the late Qing Dynasty was eliminated during the Republic of China. Could this person's dream be in the late Qing Dynasty?

Zhou Yiran couldn't help but think of the era in his memory, the damn dream machine.

"I see brother... I've been here for a long time, and I think I've just returned here." The man wearing a long gown in the late Qing Dynasty spoke strangely, as if he was trying to get rid of his past speaking habits.

"Who are you?" Zhou Yiran asked at the strange-looking person.

"I'm not talented in Huang Feihong!"

Zhou Yiran's eyes widened, "What did you say you're your name?"

"I'm in the Buddha... Huang Feihong." The man wearing a long shirt in the late Qing Dynasty once again claimed his life.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhou Yiran looked around this man named Huang Feihong.

"I saw that you were blind and you should be in a place of residence. There are still room for Awakening Hall now, so you can apply to join Awakening Hall." After the man named Huang Feihong said that, waiting for Zhou Yiran's reply.

"What Awakening Hall?"

"It is the alliance founded by the Awakened Ones, which specializes in recruiting the Awakened Ones."

"Awakened?"

"It's like you and me, I used to be... living in... dreams... dreams! And now I wake up." The man named Huang Feihong finally gritted his teeth and told the fact that he was unwilling to believe until now.

"Okay, I'll go with you!" Zhou Yiran said the answer Huang Fei and Hong wanted to hear the most without any hesitation.

"Okay!" After Huang Feihong said that, he put his fingers in his mouth and made a crisp whistle.

An iron horse appeared in front of him, and these iron horses were very strange.

This is obviously a motorcycle, but why did it be transformed into this strange look? It also puts the horse's head and reins in a decent manner.

This "iron horse" is extremely tall, nearly 1.8 meters tall, making Zhou still very uncomfortable.

The horse's back is very wide, with an iron saddle welded on it, and the horse's tail is a special fiber material.

The four horse legs always maintain a running style, and they are obviously unable to move.

"Brother...Sir, please get on!"

Zhou Yiran looked at Huang Feihong, who was half bent over and stretched out his left arm. It seemed that he was poisoned too deeply by the dream.

"How to get on?" Zhou Yiran couldn't help asking. He had never ridden a horse, and he usually took a car.

Huang Feihong showed a puzzled expression. In his impression, there were very few people who could not get on the horse. He never thought that his horse was 1.8 meters tall and had no place to install a horse.

"Brother..." Huang Feihong still couldn't change this slip of tongue.

"Sir, learn from me!" After Huang Feihong said that, Zhou Yiran only felt a flash of eyes. The man in a robe was actually on the back of the horse.

"Kung Fu! You actually know how to kung Fu!" Zhou Yiran said in surprise.

Huang Feihong's expression changed again and again, and he showed a helpless smile: "Kung Fu? What can I do if I know Kung Fu? What is the function of know Kung Fu here? Do you use your body to resist artillery? Use fists and feet, cold weapons to fight against the mecha holding lightsabers?"

Zhou Yiran heard Huang Feihong's lost and melancholy expression and couldn't help but think of what he had happened to at the Imperial Academy. Yes, what if you know how to do kung fu? Should you use kung fu to fight against powerful bullets, or even mechas?

"Extend your hand!" Huang Feihong leaned over and stretched out his right hand to Zhou Yiran.

Zhou Yiran's hand was clenched with Huang Feihong's hand, and a huge force came from Zhou Yiran's left hand. The next moment, he was already sitting on the horse's back, with a strained pain on his wrist and arms.

The magnetic levitation anti-gravity motorcycle named Horse is very fast, far exceeding the things with wings on the cover of the turtle. After a while, the iron horse broke into a building.

Zhou Yiran didn't expect that a building had nearly 200 floors underground, and Awakening Hall was at the bottom. Zhou Yiran sighed that if he walked up step by step, it would probably take a day to climb the more than 1,000-story building.

However, it is not dark or wet here, but there is a feeling of depression here. After all, Zhou is still not used to living underground.

Huang Feihong walked in front, staring at Zhou Yiran with unfriendly eyes, but they were still a little afraid of Huang Feihong. If it were not for Huang Feihong in front, these people with very unfriendly eyes should have done something to them. Zhou Yiran would not know what they could do, but their eyes were staring at their backs and below.

"Awakening Hall"

Originally, Zhou still believed that Awakening Hall would occupy at least one floor, but he found that he was wrong. Awakening Hall only had a relatively spacious hall, and the hall was filled with tables, chairs and beds.

Compared to where Zhou Yiran lived ten days ago, this is simply a slum or hell.

As soon as Zhou Yiran entered the sacrificial hall, a beggar with ragged bodies rushed in front of him.

"You know me, you must know! You know, the forbidden spell master! Dinas forbidden spell master! I am the only forbidden spell master in the Mayan continent! Do you know? You must know!" The messy-haired beggar grabbed Zhou Yiran's neck and shook it desperately, with bright red blood dripping from his ten fingers!

Then the beggar took out a bottle of wine from somewhere and raised his head to drink it. It seemed that he drank not wine, but water.

"I am a mage! Great forbidden spell wizard!" The forbidden spell wizard who claimed to be Dinas laughed and fell on his back, then cried bitterly!

"I have studied in the Demon-Sealing Tower for two hundred years. Why! Why is it a dream! Is this the result of my research? No! I have devoted my whole life to it, but it is actually a dream! Shit! Not a dream! This is a dream! This is a dream!" Dinas beat the hard ground hard, his palm was rubbed, and blood was flowing out.

Zhou Yiran could feel the loss of the alcoholic. In his world, two hundred years, that was real for two hundred years.

"I am a magician! The forbidden spell master." Dinas held the wine bottle. He didn't believe that his two hundred years of asceticism was just an illusory dream!

His own forbidden spell magic that ruined the world was just his imagination.

Zhou Yiran thought of his dream. Isn’t he a loss? The kind of dream that came to an abrupt end! A sudden interruption but could not continue! Zhou Yiran’s heart ached faintly. He really wanted to complete the unfinished hegemony. It was really exciting and domineering! But this was just a dream, a dream that could not be continued if it was interrupted.

At this time, Zhou Yiran had already guessed that if he continued, he would definitely become the top existence in that world because it was a dream!

"When I came, he also told me that if no one came in, he would say that. If you get used to it, you won't care." After Huang Feihong said that, he led Zhou Yiran around the drunkard.

Zhou Yiran turned his head to look at him, and his eyes showed unwillingness.

The former top existence was suddenly thrown here. The magic that had been studied for two hundred years was just a dream. Everyone would collapse and would not accept such a reality.

"He is a newcomer." Huang Feihong walked to an old man with a big brim hat.

"Get a sign, from today on, you will be a member of the Awakening Hall." The old man threw a metal sign with the words "Awakening Hall" engraved on it. The handwriting was very crooked. Obviously, the person who wrote these three words was not attentive.

Zhou Yiran felt fooled and joined the Awakening Hall without even asking about his name.

He originally thought that even if the Awakening Hall was not as strict as the Imperial Academy, the least inquiries should be.

"Welcome to the Awakening Hall." Huang Feihong patted Zhou Yiran's shoulder heavily.

"Why do I feel cheated?"

"I feel this way for the first time here, but it's good if I get used to it." Huang Feihong still said the same thing. It seems that he has been here for a long time.

"I take care of a meal here every night. It is best to hear any sounds when I go to bed at night and don't open my eyes." Huang Feihong reminded that it seemed that some terrifying things would happen here every night.

Zhou Yiran had explained what kind of nature the Awakening Hall is. He originally thought that the Awakening Hall was a rights organization composed of awakened people, but now he found that the Awakening Hall is a shelter for awakened people, just like a shelter for homeless people.

"What is your mission?" Zhou Yiran said with his head raised.

Upon hearing this, Huang Feihong turned his head and said, "My mission is to bring the awakened person who has no fixed residence here."

"Then your mission is completed, go and get low-level energy coins!"

Huang Feihong didn't say anything, this is the default.

The hero Huang Feihong in Zhou Yiran's heart was not like this. Although his name was Huang Feihong, it was just his dream. He was not the real Huang Feihong.

Huang Feihong left, he was going to find other awakened people, he was going to complete the task in exchange for energy coins to survive.

"Be my teacher, I will teach you the greatest forbidden spell magic in the Mayan continent!" At some point, Dinas had already walked to Zhou Yiran's side.

"Are you sure you can teach the forbidden spell magic?"

"Of course, I am the greatest forbidden spell wizard in the Mayan continent!" The drunkard stranded his messy hair.

"I'm not interested." Zhou Yiran turned around. The drunkard's brain was seriously damaged and he was still immersed in his dream. If he put this person in the 21st century, he would definitely be sent to a psychiatric hospital.

Zhou Yiran thought about it and suddenly laughed. Why should he laugh at others? Isn’t he also immersed in a dream? The twenty-first century is just a dream.

"Hey, you are so disrespectful to the old man. At least I have lived for more than 200 years. I will not accept you as my disciple, but if you ask me to teach you the magic of forbidden spells, it will definitely shock you in this world!" Dinas patted Zhou Yiran's shoulder fiercely.

"Are you shocked this world?" Zhou Yiran asked back.

"I don't seek fame!" After Dinas said, Zhou Yiran resisted the urge to laugh. What is this? Huang Feihong? The Forbidden Spell Mage? The 21st Century Youth? Isn't this a group of mentally ill patients talking about how to save the universe?

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