Hyperdimensional Warlock

Chapter 4001 Welcome Banquet
"Hermits have nothing to worry about." A stuffed bear in a floral dress pulled open the door curtain and bowed to Angel: "Welcome to join the Hermit Society."

As soon as Angel and Xiaolu walked into the Iron Box Tavern, they encountered this scene.

"Is this... a special form of a fashion monster?" Angel looked at the little bear with some curiosity, wondering what kind of monster it was.

Xiaolu took out a festive folding fan from somewhere, covered her mouth with her hands and snickered, "You guessed wrong, this is not a fashion monster, but a magical creation."

Magical creation? Angel suddenly realized that the variety show elves' ability to create scenery was also a creation.

There is also a department in the fashion magic system that is specifically related to creation...

"Creation magic?"

"Yes, this is the welcome bear that the president made specifically for this welcome party."

"But it's not your fault. Every newcomer will guess wrong when they see it."

When Xiaolu said this, her tone was quite proud, because this ability to create things that made it hard for people to tell the real from the fake was President Lira's strong point, and she was naturally proud of the president's strength.

When the president was away, Xiaolu was a little worried that new people would leave when recruiting, and he deliberately created all kinds of powerful external illusions just to fool the newcomers.

But now that the president is back, she doesn't have to use those bluffing tactics anymore, because the president himself is a golden signboard!
"Do you have self-awareness?" Angel asked the bear stuffed animal curiously.

The stuffed bear tilted its head, its button eyes blinking: "When you asked this question, who of us was confirming each other's thinking?"

Ingres raised his eyebrows. Is this still a philosophical little bear?

"So you think about 'I' too?"

The stuffed bear shook his head: "Thinking too much about 'I' will only deepen my troubles. I will think more about 'you' than thinking about 'I'."

Angel knew that the 'you' it was talking about was not referring to him specifically, but to all the people who were welcomed by the teddy bear.

However, he was also very curious: "Then how do you think about me?"

The bear toy seemed to be thinking, and after a moment replied: "I am writing you as a memory sample. The next time I meet you, I can directly read your sample."

"As for the rest of you, I don't care. My job is just to welcome you."

Although in the end the little bear teddy bear did not give a direct answer to the question of whether it had self-awareness, some of its answers showed the seeds of thought.

"May the hermit have no worries." Ingres stopped harassing the little bear.

The little bear bowed again and said, "I hope our guests will be free from worries."

Angel and Xiaolu walked through the door curtain and into the tavern.

Today, the Iron Box Tavern has been completely taken over by the Hermit Society, and is filled with members of the Hermit Society.

Under the warm light and atmosphere, Angel saw many familiar faces. These familiar faces were all members of the Hermit Society that he had seen from a God's perspective before, but they did not recognize Angel.

But it didn't matter to them, because there were many new people at the welcome party, and they would be happy to see one or two unfamiliar faces. What's more, Angle was welcomed in by Xiaolu, so he couldn't be an outsider.

Amid the melodious music, Xiaolu's voice was still accurately transmitted to Angel's ears: "The first and second floors are all people waiting for the banquet to start here to have fun and have a drink. The third floor is the banquet hall. We can wait on the first and second floors first."

At this point, Xiaolu introduced the difference between the first and second floors. The first floor is for drinks, where Xiaolu used to be, while the second floor is where newcomers and old people socialize.

After the introduction, Xiaolu asked Angel whether he wanted to stay here or go upstairs.
Xiaolu personally hopes that Angel will go to the second floor, as socializing can increase the newcomers' ties to the Hermit Society.

Angel shook his head: "Just here."

Angel found an empty seat and sat down, his eyes fixed on the teddy bear stuffed animal at the door.

"Are you interested in magic creations?" Xiaolu sat opposite Angel. Since Angel didn't want to go to the second floor to socialize, she would be the one to socialize with Angel. Anyway, she was originally having a drink on the first floor.

While asking Angel, Xiaolu also asked the bartender to serve the drinks.

Angel: "I am a little interested. I have recently gained the ability to create things, but I feel that my creations cannot reach the level of that welcoming bear."

As Angel spoke, he stretched out his hand and created an exquisite goblet in front of Xiaolu.

——This is the cup he made by using telepathy to manipulate Turing's "landscape expert" ability.

The bartender came over with a glass of wine and red wine. Seeing the wine glass in front of Xiaolu, he was confused. Did you have to bring your own wine glass when drinking now?

The bartender dazedly poured wine into the goblet, then poured a small glass for Ingres from an ordinary cup, and then left in a daze.

Xiaolu looked at the thin-bottomed cup in front of her with surprise.

"It's not a manufacturing fluctuation..."

Angel: "It's a heat-related ability, but with a bit of the effect of creation."

Xiaolu: “???” The heat system can also create things?

Although Xiaolu was full of doubts, what she felt just now was indeed the fluctuation of the heat point, which meant that Angel was not lying.

She really wanted to ask what kind of heat monster could create things? But she finally restrained herself. Fashion monsters were such a secret matter that she could only ask if someone else brought it up. If they didn't, it would be considered private.

"Although I don't know what kind of magic you used, even if heat magic can create things, it is definitely not as good as manufacturing magic." Xiaolu: "What's more, the welcome bear was made by President Lila. In the field of creation, if President Lila dares to claim to be second, no one dares to claim to be first!"

When Xiaolu mentioned Lira, he couldn't stop talking.

Angel didn't interrupt her, he was also very curious about the legendary president of the hermit society.

According to Xiaolu, President Lira is a powerful magician who possesses the manufacturing series, the creative series, and the heat series...

Whether it was strong or not, Angel had never seen it before, so it was hard to say. But to be able to master three disciplines at the same time, either he had an ability similar to "Prologue: Co-frequency", or he had an extremely surplus of pages. The former was basically not considered, so only the latter was left, which could make the pages surplus enough to practice across disciplines, which was definitely not something that ordinary magicians could compare to.

He is at least an intermediate level magician.

"Can a magician of the manufacturing department create creatures with self-awareness?" Angel asked curiously.

Xiaolu took a sip of red wine, and her thin lips became more beautiful. "I don't know much about this. But as far as I know, the creations of the president are not so much self-aware as they are a continuation of thinking. They can use the president's thinking to simulate thinking..."

Angell: "A fog spirit similar to the Smokescreen Scholar?"

The Smokescreen Scholars share their computing power with the Mist Spirits, while Lira shares his computing power with the Creator?

Xiaolu was a little surprised: "You actually know about the Smokescreen Scholar?"

"heard about it."

Xiaolu didn't delve into it and nodded, "You can understand it that way. In the end, President Lira is still in control."

"Speaking of which, if you are interested in creation, you can ask President Lila for advice. Making creations simulate thinking is only the most insignificant ability of the president. In the field of creation, the president has many exclusive secrets. If you get the president's guidance, it will definitely be worth it!"

Angel's eyes lit up: "President Lira is willing to teach me?"

Xiaolu raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slyly: "As long as the membership points are enough, it will be no problem even if you ask the president for guidance every day. Even if you want the president to customize an exclusive doll for you, it will be satisfactory."

When talking about "custom dolls", Xiaolu gave Angel a knowing look.

Angel: "..."

Xiaolu smiled and drank another glass. Her cheeks were a little flushed, and it was unclear whether it was because of excitement or tipsiness.

She had been thinking about how to make Angel feel a sense of belonging to the hermit, and now it’s here.

Member points are earned by completing tasks, and in the process of completing tasks, they can also form bonds with other team members. Finally, the member points will be handed over to the president, who will teach him.

In a sense, the president became Ingres's teacher.

The teacher-student relationship is also a bond.

Little Ingres, easy to handle.

Xiaolu felt that he had worked too hard. He had put in a lot of effort to make the new members feel a sense of belonging, so he needed to reward himself with another cup.

As Xiaolu drank cup after cup, he began to feel his vision blurry.

"I shouldn't be drunk, right?" Xiaolu murmured to herself.

Angel: "...No. Do you know where Karlain is?"

"Kalan?" Xiaolu felt a little confused, but still pointed upstairs with effort: "It seems to be on the second floor. Are you looking for Kalan?"

Angel nodded: "I think it would be better to communicate with Karen now."

"Huh? Why?"

Xiaolu said this without waiting for an answer because she had already passed out drunk on the table.

"Red wine can make you drunk..." Angel shook his head and took a sip from the wine glass on the table.

As soon as it entered his mouth, he put it down silently.

The spicy wine in my throat made me feel drunk.

"An assassin disguised as red wine..." Angel now understood why Xiaolu got drunk after just a few drinks.

He shook his head, left Xiaolu behind for the time being, and headed towards the second floor.

He had not thought about coming to the second floor before, mainly because he was too lazy to socialize. It was just a copy, and there was no point in socializing with the so-called newcomers.

But when Ingres went upstairs, his eyes were stern.

It’s an acquaintance again!

Moreover, they were two acquaintances?!

……

The second floor of the Iron Box Tavern is made up of six containers, like the hexagon of a magic circle, with the middle hollowed out and filled with wood, iron sheets, and gray cement, creating a sense of conflict between the postmodern and wasteland styles.

At this time, many people were crowded in the six semi-open spaces separated by six containers.

Some of these people are old members of the Hermit Order, while others are new members who have just joined the order. There is lively conversation in every container.

Because it was half open, although Angel did not enter any container, he just went upstairs and took a look, and saw two familiar faces.

The acquaintances here are no longer just one-sided familiarity, but people who truly know him.

In the container marked as No. 3, a gentle young man is having a conversation with a tall man in a suit next to him.

This elegant man in a suit was exactly the Karen that Angel was looking for.

And the gentle young man next to Kalain was… April 1st.

Although Angor was puzzled by April 1's appearance here, he was not particularly surprised. After all, April 1 was a native of Modern City, and it was normal for him to appear anywhere in Modern City.

But the appearance of another person here was a little beyond Ingres's expectations.

In the container marked No. 6, a young man dressed very fashionably appeared. He was wearing a skull-patterned jacket with obvious rivet decorations and exaggerated baggy bloomers with various hanging stripes.

However, the most eye-catching thing about this person is the elevated Mohawk hairstyle, dyed in various colors, like a rainbow sea urchin on his head.

This looks like the visual punk style that is popular in the North Eighth District.

This style is very attractive to some girls, and it is true that the man is standing behind a girl dressed in street style, fixing her hair with a sly smile on his face.

Trying to transform her into a visual punk girl.

But the girl's face was filled with shyness. She would glance at the bad boy from time to time. Under his dazzling earrings, her eyes were blurred and blurred.

There was a group of young girls waiting in line around, and they seemed to want to join in.

This was the first time Ingres had seen this man's face.

But he knew him, and he was very familiar with him.

In Yinsen Space, he even lives next door to him.

Yes, this person is...Edward!

In reality, Edward took over Hilda's body, so his appearance was that of a Crystal Eyed person. But Angel had seen Edward's soul before, and had an impression of his human face.

The person in front of me is definitely Edward.

How did Edward get into the Modern City dungeon?

No, when did Edward enter the Dream Crystal Plain?

Angel frowned and strode to Edward. Edward was still "flirting" with the girl in front of him, but he looked very "amorous". After finding a man next to him, he did not show any favoritism at all. He even took the time to turn around and said, "I can also do men's hairstyles, but compared to cutting hair, I want to know what kind of hairstyle can match your deep eyes that made me fall in love with them at first sight..."

Edward treated both men and women equally as customers. But when he looked up at those "deep eyes", he saw a familiar face.

Edward's signature smile, which was originally on his face, froze in an instant.

Angel had a blank expression on his face: "My deep eyes should be able to make you stop what you are doing, right?"

Edward scratched his head, leaned over to the girl's ear and whispered something, but no one knew what he said. The girl blushed like a ripe peach and nodded hurriedly.

Edward then said to the people in line behind him, "A friend is coming to visit me, I have to greet him first. But, I will take care of your hairstyles later."

After causing a burst of shy sounds from the girls, Edward came obediently to Ingres.

Angel sighed and walked with him to the empty corner where the containers were spliced ​​together.

"How will you be here?"