"The content on the murals will become reality in the physical world…"
Both Klein and Leonard couldn't help but repeat Miss Justice's words in their minds.
If the murals on the other side determining the historical trajectory of the world within the book were merely astonishing and impressive, the discovery on this side was enough to shake everyone's soul and stir a raging storm within them.
The scene you depict is bound to unfold on the stage of reality, not a world of illusion. This was a feat akin to a god!
"Isn't this a bit too much…" Leonard muttered under his breath after "repeating" it, his tone suggesting he found it hard to accept.
Klein automatically began analyzing in his heart:
"Even '0-08' can only influence a large city, unable to exceed that range. A Sequence 1 'Writer' of the Spectator pathway should be about the same… The 'Uniqueness' of the 'Visionary' is surely in
"'Writer'? There's such a potion name?" Leonard couldn't help but mutter to himself upon hearing Klein's inner thoughts.
Compared to 'Visionary', which could be derived from the 'Dragon of Imagination', the potion name 'Writer' was much more eye-catching, more evocative, and gave a stronger sense of reality stepping into fantasy.
Audrey, who had long known the high-Sequence potion names of the 'Spectator' pathway, had a different thought flash through her mind: "Uniqueness… Mr. World can instantly connect and analyze so many things. He's amazing! Hmm, was my praise too straightforward? Mr. World heard it… This hall is really hard to get used to… No, Mr. World, I truly mean my praise. It comes from the bottom of my heart!"
Audrey felt a bit embarrassed at first, then quickly adjusted her mindset, striving to become composed.
"… As expected of a 'Psychiatrist', she adjusts quickly…" Klein immediately had this thought.
"Indeed, Mr. World isn't as cold on the inside as he looks. He does mutter to himself. Hmm… I didn't say anything!" Audrey instinctively started a thought, then firmly denied it.
A voice echoed around Leonard as well: "Klein's Gehrman Sparrow disguise is quite good. Almost everyone who knows him believes he's cold and crazy. Heh, who would have thought…"
Just as Leonard's thoughts began to wander, he was interrupted by a voice: "Shut up!"
He looked at Klein, who was in the guise of Gehrman Sparrow, spread his hands, and barely suppressed a laugh: "See, that's not very cold, is it?"
"Cold? Then I'll just slap the 'Sunless Cross' right onto your head! If you don't want the Beyonder characteristic, you can donate it to someone in need!" Klein, unable to control his inner thoughts through meditation, subconsciously fired back.
"…" Audrey looked at Mr. World, then at Mr. Star. An inner voice quickly popped out, "So they have this much drama going on inside… I could only see Mr. Star's before. I completely didn't expect that beneath Mr. World's poker face was such… um,
At the critical moment, the experienced Audrey forcefully interrupted her train of thought by counting and reciting names.
"Who are they all?" Leonard's attention was diverted.
"They are the hounds and horses I keep at home." Audrey replied with perfect politeness.
"A hunting dog costs over 450 pounds…" Klein suddenly remembered that after buying the Mei Garden manor, the butler
"Why does Mr. World first think of the price…" This question drifted through Audrey's mind.
Leonard pursed his lips. Without even opening his mouth, he answered her unasked question just the same: "Isn't that normal? This guy has always been a bit particular about that. I remember…"
Before he could finish his "speech," Klein cleared his throat and said: "Let's continue exploring other places. We can run the experiment on the murals last if we have time. "Ah, this hall really makes things easy to get chaotic. The focus always shifts to everyone's privacy before we know it…"
Hearing his subsequent complaints, Justice Audrey and Star Leonard both laughed out loud, whether they could hold it in or not—it was not up to their will to control.
Seeing that Mr. World clearly didn't want the situation to spiral into chaos again, Audrey raised her head, looking up at the dome, and shifted her attention back to business: "The murals on the right control the world inside the book. The ones on the left seem to be able to influence reality… What if we painted on the ceiling? What would happen?"