The next morning, when the first rays of sunlight shone into the living room, he opened his eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The hot wind blew all night from the table fan, and the cicadas of "know-know-know-" sounded outside the window.

Well, now it's clear that sleeping in a dream doesn't bring you back to reality, Roland thought, and it also serves as a rest.

As strange as it sounds, ...... Whatever it is, as long as it works.

He yawned and got up from the couch, and was about to go to the kitchen to make breakfast when suddenly there was a scream from the bedroom.

Then she appeared at the door with a flushed face, pointed at Roland, and stammered, "Yesterday I ...... You ......"

"I slept on the couch yesterday," the latter shrugged, "come on, you're sweaty and you haven't showered, so I won't sleep with you." ”

The little girl grabbed her collar and sniffed it, her face became even redder, and compared with her long snow-white hair, it was no different from a ripe apple. She ran back to her bedroom in a panic and made a fussy of it, then rushed into the bathroom with a change of clothes.

Soon the sound of a shower sounded inside.

By the time she came out, Roland had already made breakfast.

Compared to the usual monotonous fried egg fritters, this time the breakfast was much more hearty – fried bacon, salt-and-pepper egg drops, grilled dried fish, and a plate of fresh grapes.

Of course, all the raw materials come from the Holy City World behind the Iron Gate.

"Did you buy meat?" asked Jie Luo in surprise wrapped in a wet turban, her throat twitching slightly, apparently swallowing.

"Well, I bought a lot of them, and I put them in the fridge," Roland handed her a pair of chopsticks, "I've got a new job." ”

"Really?" her voice suddenly became excited, and what had just happened seemed to be forgotten.

"Well, it's going to be a paycheck soon," Roland laughed, "and these were bought for celebration." ”

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you finally broke the bottom line and did something irreparable." ”

What does it mean to be irreparable? He secretly slandered himself, could it be that this guy thought he was going to steal and rob? Uh...... It seems that robbery is not a big deal in the dream world.

"So you also suffered from heat stroke yesterday because you were looking for a job and exposed yourself to too much sun?"

"Probably...... "Well," he threw a grape into his mouth, "anyway, I don't have to worry about money in the future." ”

"It's so fragile," Jero pouted, "when are you going to stop worrying people so much, uncle?" ”

Roland almost choked on the grapes, "Speak like you're constantly worried about me." ”

"Uh......" This time it was Jieluo's turn to be dumbfounded, and it took a while for her to glare, "The breakfast you made is really a waste of raw materials, the salted meat is obviously not salted, and you added another one to it!"

This guy is quite good at changing the subject, Roland picked up a slice of bacon and put it in his mouth, "I think it's good, it's just that some places haven't been fried." ”

"Let me do it later, really," said Jieluo, who quickly swept away the food from the plate, then picked up her bag and went out the door, "Put the plate away, I'll wash it with dinner when I get back." ”

"Wait," Roland called to her, "do you know where there is a used bookstore nearby?"

......

This time it took him three days to break away from his dream, and when he woke up, the sun in Neverwinter had risen in mid-sky.

It seems that the speed of time on both sides is about 1 to 8, which means that a night in the real world can be used as two natural days over there, and if you count the time spent lying in bed, it will not be noticeable if you stay in bed for three days.

The first thing Roland did when he got up was to find a golden dragon, and then put it in his hand and squeeze it hard.

The golden dragon didn't move at all, but his fingers were pinched painfully.

It seemed that that inexplicable power really only appeared in dreams, he sighed, put the golden dragon back in its place, put on his coat and sat down at his desk.

Roland intends to take advantage of the clarity of his memory to transcribe the key knowledge he has revisited, including the missing parts of the various basic subjects, as well as the detailed design drawings of some large industrial equipment.

In the past three days, he has not been idle. The sale of the stolen goods went well, and he first found a local second-hand forum and posted pictures of the armor online, claiming that there was a batch of imitation medieval crafts to be sold at low prices, and because of the good workmanship and extremely low prices, buyers soon came to his door.

In the end, the armor was sold at the price of five hundred sets of cabbage, one hundred crossbows and short swords, anyway, it was a business, and Roland did not feel heartache at all. However, the golden dragon was much more difficult to sell than he thought, and even if it was all turned into a round cake, the bank would not accept gold sold through informal channels, whether it was gold bars or gold ornaments.

The gold shop also hit a wall, and several nearby gold shops only collected the ornaments sold in the store, and also had to pay a handling fee. Instead, a salesman gave him an address, saying that there was an old pawnshop there that could collect gold goods from unknown sources, but at half the market price. Thinking that there were only a dozen golden dragons in total, and the texture was far from pure gold, Roland simply threw them all into the closet.

With this kung fu, he might as well move a few more sets of armor.

And those three brilliant gems, Roland didn't know who to sell them to, and in the end he had to sell them.

With the money he had to spare, he immediately searched the used bookstores near the apartment building and bought all the textbooks he had read - those he hadn't read had a cover and the pages were blank. Obviously, the dream world is not beyond the scope of his consciousness, and it is impossible for Anna to dominate all fields for the time being.

However, thanks to his wide range of hobbies, he has browsed a lot of useless knowledge on the Internet, and he can get detailed answers by using the Internet to find some drawings that he has only seen at a glance.

In addition to these necessities that can quickly improve the technology level of Neverwinter, Roland also bought two new clothes for Jero, and at the same time added a set of winter camping equipment for himself, spending the money he earned.

He can now remember the shock and disbelief that the little girl showed when she got the new clothes, and she shirked it a few times before accepting it, completely without the scruples that this age should have. When he asked strangely, he realized that this was the first time the other party had received a gift, and it was good not to beat her at home.

As the creator of the dream, Roland inexplicably felt a little weak.

It was busy until noon, when the nightingale quietly appeared in the room.

"You didn't go down for breakfast?"

"Well," Roland replied without looking up, "please bring me a lunch, I'll eat it in the bedroom." ”

"That's what you've done all morning?" Nightingale looked at the stack of papers on the table in surprise, "Why did so many ideas come to you all of a sudden?"

"They're in my mind, but I've forgotten about them for a moment," Roland moved his wrist, "look at it, what do you think?"

"...... with points Formal description of electromagnetic fields in ...... A volume...... Mathematical model?" Nightingale said, "Your Majesty, I'm a little dizzy, I'll go and serve you food first." ”

Roland couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, "Go ahead." ”

"By the way, aren't you going to the office today?" she asked, turning her head as she reached the door.

"What's wrong?"

"Barov has something to do with you, and he says there are two letters that you need to see in person. ”