The first step is fine, the next step is not burnt by fire. Wit was so surprised that he was too lazy to be strange. The longer he lived in this novel, the more stupid he became. He never knew what was what. And from now on, it would be his turn to turn things around and gain an advantage. His clothes had changed. From jeans, he had changed to dark colored sarongs. The shirt he was wearing had changed from a T-shirt to a high-collared Chinese shirt with bowtie tied neatly over it. Even the backpack he was carrying on his back had changed to a cloth wrapped around his waist instead.
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A smart and cool guy, no matter how you look at it, it all goes together. Walking back into the event with this image, I guarantee that no one would be able to tell. If you say that Wit dressed more like a servant than a boss, I'm afraid he'd feel disappointed. But that's true! Results must always come before image. And to infiltrate a retro club like this, only servants and servants can infiltrate every area without being suspected.
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Wit had thought it through well. He didn't just close his eyes and pray. He was also smart in every way. As for how our dreamy young man could do this? The answer must be over there! On the owl cage on the roof terrace. And then on the moon that cast a soft light instead of the sun for a while!
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"You didn't call to greet me this time, you owl?"
"I don't believe you don't remember me!"
Wit looked up. He said something sarcastic and slightly mocking.
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Which was consistent with the behavior of the bird in the cage. If you don't skip the chapter, you will know how much the sound of the owl and the solar eclipse had an effect on Wit in the dream world. It was almost like a switch that switched between the real world and the dream world for him. Whenever he was hit by the solar light, his power would increase. His body would glow. The wounds that used to hurt would shine. Then he would be cured of the pain.
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As for the sound of the owl, it was like a signal receiver. The sensitive senses of animals would be like an alarm bell that let people know what was going to happen. The light was changing direction or some shadow was coming. But it was a little different from before in that this time it wasn't the light and shadow of the solar eclipse. It was more about the natural night and day. Whenever the sky got dark, it was the time of dreams. And that's why Wit can do this.
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"A real dream without any sleepwalking mixed in. We're sure! We've never been so sure before!"
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As it went on, Wit started to get used to it. Wit kept staring at the big owl in the cage. The background was the big round moon, indicating that the party of the bosses had already passed into the early evening. The big bird slowly turned its back on him. It acted as if from now on it would have no role. And if anything happened to Wit in this dream world, it would be his own fault. He wouldn't take responsibility.
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"Bam! , Bam! , Bam! , Bam! , Bam! , Bam!"
It didn't even make a sound. It just flapped wings and fluffed feathers in the cage, then snapped neck and turned face away.
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"Oh... do you think you're a CCTV camera with a loose plug? You damn bird!?"
"But that's good! As long as you don't scream, at least the moonlight and the night shadows... It should make me do a lot of things."
"Please, wherever your real self is sleeping, don't wake up, Wit! Let me finish investigating the case that's pending in this dream first.."
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Fuck him! He even prayed to his original body not to wake up yet, but at that time he knew that he didn't have much time. As long as we sleep, we must wake up too! The sun should be the marker. When it dawns, this dream world will probably disappear. Therefore, Wit's chance is only a few hours.
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Heading forward, he stomped into the event. The first thing the undercover young man did was to try to blend in as much as possible, while also observing the surroundings of the palace. The gable house was still far away from him. He wouldn't be able to walk up to the building easily because there was still a stage blocking the way. The nature of the event was starting to change. The food and drinks were the same.
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The food stalls around the lawn were bringing in new menus. The wide area used as a dance floor was now starting to bring in chairs. It seemed that the real owner of the event, Mrs. Daoruang, was going to come out and give a speech. The servants and servants were busy and had to pay for it. One of them was Wit who had disguised himself.
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"Hey! You, help me lift this table!"
A middle-aged man in a waiter's uniform shouted.
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"Oh... yes, yes! Come, I'll help you myself, brother!"
Wit did as he pleased. He looked very energetic and smooth. However, he stumbled a little when he saw the loincloth wrapped around his legs and feet.
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"Damn it! You're so clumsy! Go, go get someone else to replace you! Go help the women over there at the food stall. The lady will be coming down soon!"
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Hearing those words, the person who heard them perked up their ears. Wit quickly put the table down before quickly interjecting!
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"Lady...? Is.. .. .. the lady the owner of this hip roof house, brother?!"
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"Oh yeah! She's our master, you're asking without thinking! Don't let there be any shortcomings. Today's event is very important to you, that's why there are so many guests. Go! Hurry up and don't just keep asking! Hurry up and go help the woman over there!"
"The other kids, come! Follow me! We have to check the stage again!"
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They helped arrange the tables for about 3-4 more people. The servants were sweating like water. Although there was a cool breeze blowing gently in this dreamy night, it seemed that the lady they were talking about was very strict. Everyone worked with fearful expressions. Wit didn't dare to ask any more questions. He left the grass in the middle of the courtyard and circled to the food stall area as ordered. But before he could get there, a female servant threw him a bucket of water instead!
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"Whoosh!"
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"Oops!!!"
Just in time, Wit was about to open his mouth to ask but was interrupted by the other side first!
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"Go get me some water from the well. We need to use the water to wash the fruits. Hurry! You're a new kid, aren't you? Why haven't I seen you before!?"
A plump girl said. Her giant white waitress shirt was so tight that you could see her fat bulging out. With a figure like this, you didn't have to say anything to know that she was a cook. And she seemed to really need water urgently.
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However, the problem was with Wit in disguise again. How would he know where the well was when it was his first time here? If he asked directly, he was afraid it wouldn't be smooth, so he had to try asking indirectly. He moved the angle of the bucket down to a position where he was carrying it with both hands.
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"Do you want anything else? I'll go around once. From the looks of it, you must be in a hurry!?"
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"Come on! Go break some lemongrass too! It's opposite the big house on the east side, next to the well. Thank you so much!"
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"Yes, sir! Oh! Yes! I'll take care of it right now!"
"Wait for me a moment, sir! Yes!"
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Snap your fingers "pop!" and that's it. There's a well on the east side next to the hip roof house. No matter which way the east is, just look at the moon. The place he's going to is in the opposite direction. Wit smiled widely at his own wit.
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But at that time, he still couldn't find a chance to sneak up and investigate the story inside the hip roof house. There were too many people. Every spot was filled with servants and nobles in night clothes. He had to go with the flow first. And as soon as he walked against the moon and reached the well, his hands and arms had to drop the empty bucket he was holding onto to the ground!
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"Bang!!!"
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Shit! He completely forgot that Wit had a picture of a well like this on his phone! Oh my! It was a pond made of rocks, roughly coated with cement, and covered with green algae. For a moment, this pond reminded me of the horror movie "The Ring". The white-shirted ghost of Samala climbed out of the pond like this before struggling through the TV screen! Sizzling! The hairs on Wit's arms stood on end, his body shaking.
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Because this would be another time he saw what was in his dream with his own eyes. No! I must say that it was him who was in this place with it. Everything could be touched, felt, and no matter how he touched it, he could hardly tell if it was a dream or real.
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"Sizzling...so scary?!"
"This deep, if you fall in, you'll die!"
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To be sure, the young man decided to take out his smartphone and check again. He did it carefully because he knew that everyone in this dream world There is no way I know that iPhone is a smart phone. Then I found out that it is really the same pond!
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"That's it! The size and shape are exactly the same!"
"This means that we have found everything we dreamed of.. We found a field of marigolds, we found a barn owl in a cage, we found this creepy pond, and then we found this hip roof house.."
"All that's left is to check what's in this pond. It must be important. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been made this deep.."
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He was filled with satisfaction. In this situation, Wit was no different from a child who got a toy. He was enjoying his discovery and was happily investigating the case. Even now, while the cook was waiting for him to get clean water, he could only swing the rope hanging from the mouth of the pond back and forth to check the height. The young dreamer must have forgotten that in this world, he was not the one who controlled everything.
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All the servants were running around with their heads spinning. Everyone was very afraid of the woman who was called "Lady", except for Wit who was acting like the black sheep of society. Let me tell you first that the well is not hidden from anyone! It is located slightly opposite the large house, and every action of Wit can be seen from every angle.
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"Forever... I have only beauty... a.. a.. a.. a.. a. ~ ♪"
The singer's voice dragged out the song, the melody from the piano and violin came to an end.
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The performance ended and the stage was cleared. Wit saw everything from a distance of about 50 meters to the northwest of the house. His detective role-playing had to stop for a moment. The infiltration mode resumed after his evil eyes began to notice the slim figure of a beautiful woman walking out of the front door of the house. She was incredibly graceful. Even looking from the side, Wit's heart still felt dizzy and almost weak.
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"Who is it! I can't take it anymore. Let me take a closer look!"
Before he finished his sentence, he threw away both the water bucket and all the missions. Immediately ran through the lemongrass to the lawn in front of the stage.
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There was a bright white hip roof as a backdrop, with a stage decorated with bright yellow marigolds in the middle, and on that podium was it! That evil spirit that Wit had named "Mrs. Marigold".
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"Shit!!!"
"So damn beautiful!"
"You've never been this beautiful before... Damn... Damn"
There were so many other words that the young man blurted out. He couldn't stand to listen to his own pretentious mouth, so he had to quickly use his hands to cover it.
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And finally, Wit had seen everything he had dreamed of. Many things were similar, many things were different, but the number one thing had to be the beautiful face of this Miss Marigold.
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"Wow, my god!"
"This kind of figure, this kind of breast, it's my type. Why didn't you come to me nicely before? "
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"BAM!!!!!"
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"Ouch! Who threw what?!"
The focus returned once again due to the power of the metal water bucket thrown by the plump female servant.
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She frowned from afar and walked towards Wit with the utmost anger. It seemed like she was going to scold him but she didn't! She quickly grabbed Wit's collar until his knees buckled and he folded his thighs onto the grass. She whispered to him in a serious way.
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"Kneel down! , Don't look! , Do you want to die or something!!!"
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I swear that the young man's heart was beating wildly because not only was he kneeling in humbleness, but he was also being pressed on the head by a female servant from behind, pressing his head until his forehead touched the floor like a servant's dog tick. When Wit tried to glance at him as best he could, he found that all the courtiers, princes, lords, and high-class people were also kneeling in the same position as him.