Annan wasn't sure if it was psychological, or if the venom had actually taken effect.
As soon as he began to search the living room, he started to feel a slight warmth in his left leg where the snake had bitten him.
There was no pain or numbness, instead, a warm stream seemed to flow slowly through his left leg.
But this sensation…
Annan's expression became subtly nuanced.
…It didn't feel like a snake bite, it seemed more like he had wet his pants.
"Is this really Bernadino's dream?"
Annan realized.
Because there were no memories or knowledge of being bitten by a snake in his mind, had it automatically replaced with similar material?
Then this dream hadn't crashed due to lack of key materials, which was more advanced than a spring dream.
"Hm? What is this…"
Annan suddenly noticed Bernadino's calendar.
It resembled a calendar, but with only one month, directly attached to the wall.
There was no year noted, but the month of September was visible.
