Doctor of Science's Journey into Another World

Chapter 643: Genius Cornelle

After getting the silver-haired boy's consent, Cornele showed a cunning smile, and then she stretched out her hand. A ball of red flame appeared instantly, and soon turned into a violin, and then transformed into a long sword.

"Oh, what the book says is actually true. I can really control everything in a lucid dream. I am now the only god in the dream world!"

After saying that, Cornele floated up again and waved her hands gently around. The white room immediately disappeared, and was replaced by a gloomy and terrifying mass grave. A bloody hand slowly stretched out from the soil, and only bones were left of the two upper fingers.

The silver-haired boy looked at the changes around him in amazement and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Cornell, I didn't expect you to have such a rich imagination. It's not easy to manipulate dreams so quickly and specifically. Maybe you have a strong talent in this aspect..."

"This is not my imagination," Cornele casually produced a book and showed the cover to the silver-haired boy, "The current scene actually comes from the cover of a horror novel that I was reading recently. It is not something I created out of thin air."

“But this is also amazing.”

The silver-haired boy walked to a tombstone, stroked the rough texture on it, then picked up a handful of soil from the ground and sniffed it. Finally, he praised sincerely: "You have an extraordinary imagination. You can visualize an extremely real environment just with a novel cover."

"Hehe, am I that awesome?" Cornele smiled sheepishly. The silver-haired boy's simple compliment made her feel a little flattered, as if it was some kind of powerful spiritual magic.

"Have you read the book 'The Ball of Count Chambre'?"

"Of course, this is a well-known masterpiece in the Orleans aristocracy. Almost every young lady will start reading this book as soon as she learns to read. I have read it seventeen times!"

The silver-haired boy nodded slightly after hearing this, and then suggested: "Then you must remember the cover of that book. Try to change the surrounding environment and turn this place into a lively place..."

Before the silver-haired young man could finish his words, the originally eerie mass grave quickly turned into a noisy aristocratic ball. The large crystal chandelier above the head emitted a warm yellow light, and countless young men and women in gorgeous clothes were dancing to the string music.

The silver-haired boy was stunned by the scene around him. Not only the motionless dead objects, but even the vivid and concrete people, Cornele could easily imagine them. The expressions and clothes of these young men and women, and even the words of each person's conversation, all these details were presented.

"You must be a genius, Cornelle, maybe that's why you dreamed about me!"

The world has traces of memory, even the time and space that have been retraced by the wheel of fate.

These memory traces remain on objects or spaces. In some special cases, the memory traces of the world will overlap with reality, giving people the legendary sense of déjà vu.

What is déjà vu?

That is when people feel inexplicably familiar with something or a scene they are experiencing now, as if they have experienced it before. This is both an illusion and may be due to the self-correction mechanism of time and space.

After using the Wheel of Fortune to go back in time so many times, Bai Hao had already discovered some special phenomena.

Most people will lose their memories of the time period after experiencing time travel. Their body, mind, and soul will be traveled back to a certain state in the past and synchronized with the surrounding time and space.

But time leaves traces, and these traces will never disappear.

Therefore, a very small number of people will experience déjà vu. They can vaguely perceive the memory traces of the world. The self-correction mechanism of time and space is very obvious in these people. Cornele is a typical example of this.

Bai Hao had her memory wiped out by magic, and she even experienced a time travel, but she had a strong sense of déjà vu and always remembered a silver-haired boy. She understood that this unforgettable love was very important, so she dreamed about it repeatedly.

Simply put, Cornele has an extremely special physique. She can sense the residual traces of the world's memory, and she is resistant to the reversal of the Wheel of Fortune!

“Am I a genius?”

Cornele asked back, then squinted her eyes and looked at the silver-haired boy, muttering: "If I were really a genius, I should be able to see your face clearly, I should be able to remember who you are, I can even..."

As he spoke, the blurry face of the silver-haired boy began to fluctuate. The long silver hair that was stuck together turned into specific strands, and his robe became much clearer. This was the clothes that Bai Hao wore on the day he met Cornele.

"Haha, I really seem to be a genius!"

Just as Cornele was about to see Bai Hao's face clearly, the noisy aristocratic ball suddenly became extremely quiet, and then the light and shadow dissipated, and the world fell into darkness.

In real life, Bai Hao suddenly opened his eyes. Andress was startled, but she still came forward to help Bai Hao comb his messy long hair. "How come you opened your eyes in less than a minute? I thought you were going to chat with Cornele for the whole night."

"Only one minute has passed in real time?"

Bai Hao was a little surprised. After all, he had just chatted with Cornele for at least an hour in his dream. The difference in the flow of time in dreams and reality was indeed different. However, this was much better than the illusion of Mara.

After all, one minute in reality is equal to ten years in the Demonic World. Bai Hao has personally experienced the horror of the Demonic World.

"There's something wrong with Cornelei. Her physique is very special. She can even do this in a dream..." Bai Hao wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead. He almost fell just now.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps began to be heard in the corridor outside the door, followed by the maids' exclamations.

"Miss Cornelie, why are you here in your pajamas?"

"You can't go in. Lady Antris is having a secret conversation with a distinguished guest!"

"bang"

The door of the room was kicked open by Cornelle. Andress and a brown-haired man turned their heads in astonishment. Both of them were confused by Cornelle's rude behavior.

"Lord Antris, is this girl your friend?"

"Cornell, what's wrong with you? I was discussing a cooperation plan with the Minister of Finance of Suville. Why did you suddenly..."

A few minutes later, Cornele sat back on the bed, regretting her rude behavior. Andress brought her to the Central Plains countries to relax out of kindness, but she almost ruined an important negotiation.

"Strange, I clearly felt that the silver-haired boy was in Lady Andress's room. What on earth was that dream just now..."