As soon as she approached, the big golden retriever rushed up to her and, with considerable acting talent, barked twice and wagged its tail.
She didn't ask right away; she waited until Audrey had returned to the bedroom before asking with concern: "Are you done?"
Audrey hummed "mm," indicating that everything was fine.
"Need any help?" Susie pressed.
"Not for now," Audrey shook her head slightly.
Because of Susie's concern, she instinctually tried to recall what had just happened, but was surprised to find she couldn't remember the appearance or name of the president of the Psychology Alchemy Society at all. Even part of the information she had learned from "The World" Gehrman Sparrow required concentration to recall.
To be honest, in front of Beyonders below demigod, she, as a "Manipulator," could do something similar, but to influence a saint in the mind domain without his noticing was almost impossible, unless the other party had already been hypnotized, knocked out, or enslaved.
That gentleman might be at a higher level than I expected... Audrey controlled her emotions and calmly made a certain judgment.
She signaled Susie to guard outside the door, while she herself mentally outlined the persona mask representing "Pride."
As soon as she thought of it, she felt a slight fluctuation in the surrounding sea of collective subconscious.
A thought flashed, and Audrey reached out her left hand, grabbed forward and to the side, and pulled out an unusually cold, extremely illusory grayish-white mask.
Just by concentrating, this "Pride" mask comes to me? Or is it already in my subconscious, always following me? Audrey carefully examined her mind island while giving the thought for the "Pride" mask to disappear.
That cold, illusory grayish-white mask quickly became transparent and dissolved into the surrounding sea of collective subconscious.
Audrey still couldn't tell where the "Pride" mask had gone or why it had appeared so timely.
This made her even more cautious, and she decided to pray to Mr. Fool at the first opportunity and make a wish to seal this persona mask.
Just as she was about to conduct more experiments to learn more from the "Pride" mask, without using the Beyonder powers of a "Manipulator," she saw the sea of collective subconscious sway gently.
A tiny glimmer of light "swam" from afar, growing larger and more distinct, finally turning into an illusory letter.
The letter stopped in front of Audrey's mind island, seemingly looking for a path to complete its "delivery."
Audrey, of course, wouldn't allow a foreign object to enter her conscious world, so she quickly reached out her left hand and touched the illusory letter.
Just as her fingers were about to touch the surface of the letter, Audrey suddenly stopped.
Her experience and intelligence told her at the same time: You should never rashly touch anything from the mystical world, especially in the mind domain, or you could easily get contaminated and have mental problems!
Thinking this, Audrey created a virtual personality to take the lead and put on the black gauze gloves "Hands of Fear."
Having made the preparations, she reached out, took the illusory letter, and watched as it shed its outer skin in her palm, unfolding page by page.
This was all the information related to the mind dragon of East Chester.
Transmitting information through the sea of collective subconscious… The high-level abilities of the "Spectator" pathway are truly amazing… As a "Manipulator," Audrey had been working hard to maintain her original longing for the mystical world, that pure pursuit of "dream" and "wonder."
This was one of the ways she prevented herself from losing herself in the experience of "manipulation" and being gradually assimilated by the sea of collective subconscious.
After reviewing all the materials, Audrey let the illusory letter dissolve into the sea of collective subconscious.
She still didn't rush to pray to Mr. Fool; following her previous plans, she went out and busied herself with other things.
When dusk came, before the family dinner began, she found a moment and quickly performed a prayer in her bedroom, making a wish.
The next second, Audrey saw that grayish-white "Pride" mask emerge from the sea of collective subconscious in front of her, its illusory quality gradually fading, giving off a faint metallic luster.
For some reason, this persona mask had gained a certain substance, existing between illusion and reality.
This meant it was physically isolated from Audrey's mind island.
Of course, it also lost the ability to return directly to the sea of collective subconscious.
Audrey took this "Pride" mask and tried to remove "Liar," which had turned into an emerald necklace, and overlapped them.
As she expected, the half-real, half-illusory "Pride" mask embedded into "Liar," becoming a pattern that looked like a human face at first glance.
From now on, I'll carry it this way, without letting the persona mask touch my mind or body at all until I need to use it... As this thought crossed her mind, Audrey sincerely thanked Mr. Fool.
She then went out and headed to the family banquet hall.
On the way, she met her father,
"Good news," Earl Hall said with a smile.
Audrey didn't hide her joy: "Alfred is coming back?"
This was another brother of hers.