Lord of the Mysteries

Painful!

How painful!

My head hurts so badly!

A gaudy and dazzling dreamworld filled with murmurs instantly shattered. The sound asleep Zhou Mingrui felt an abnormal throbbing pain in his head as though someone had ruthlessly lashed at him with a pole again and again. No, it was more like a sharp object pierced right through his temples followed by a twist!

Ouch… In his stupor, Zhou Mingrui attempted to turn around, look up, and sit up; however, he was completely unable to move his limbs as though he had lost control over his body.

From the looks of it, I’m still not awake. I’m still in a dream… Who knows, perhaps the next scene will be of me thinking I’m already awake, but in fact, am actually still sleeping…

Zhou Mingrui, who was not unfamiliar with similar encounters, tried his best to focus in order to escape the shackles placed upon him by the darkness and confusion.

However, while still in his reverie, whatever will he could summon was ethereal like a fleeting fog. He found his thoughts difficult to control and introspect. No matter how much he tried, he still lost his focus as random thoughts surfaced in his mind.

Why would I suddenly have such an excruciating headache in the middle of the night?

And it’s really painful!

Could it be something like a cerebral hemorrhage?

F**k, don’t tell me I’m going to die young?

I need to wake up! Now!

Eh? Why doesn’t it seem to hurt as much as before? But why does it still feel like a blunt knife is slicing through my brains…

From the looks of it, sleep is impossible. How am I to show up for work tomorrow?

Why am I still thinking about work? This is some authentic headache. Of course I have to take time off! I don’t have to worry about my manager’s grumblings!

Hey, putting it that way, it doesn’t seem too bad. Hehe, I can end up getting some spare time for myself!

Throbbing pain inundated Zhou Mingrui, allowing him to slowly accumulate immaterial strength until he was finally able to move his back and open his eyes. He finally broke free from his reverie.

it was screened by a faint crimson red. All he could see was a study desk made of burly wood in front of him. Right in the middle was an opened notebook with coarse,

of neatly arranged books, numbering about eight. The

half the size of an adult’s head with an inner layer of transparent glass and an exterior gridded

bottle shrouded in a pale red glow. Its embossed surface formed a blurry

sat a dark-colored pen with a fully

revolver? Zhou Mingrui was completely taken aback. The things laid before him were alien to him. It looked nothing like

discovered that the desk, notebook, ink bottle, and revolver were covered in

and shifted his

crimson moon hung high above the

However, before his feet fully straightened, his brain protested with throbbing pain. It made

Pa!

He turned around in a fluster as he began

was not very large, with a brown door on each side of

left door was a cabinet. Its two doors

pipe on the wall at the height of a person. However, it was

sat in the right corner of the room near the table,

dressing mirror with two cracks. Its bottom was made of wood and the patterns were simple and

gaze, Zhou Mingrui noticed himself in the

brown pupils, a linen shirt, thinly built, average-looking features and a rather deep

Zhou Mingrui immediately drew a gasp as many

and the crimson moon that looked different from Earth’s moon could only mean

transmigrated? Zhou Mingrui widened his

up reading web novels and had often fantasized over such scenes. However, he momentarily found it hard to accept the

1 ? In a minute, Zhou Mingrui had already cursed

thoughts high strung but clear, he would have definitely suspected that he

taking a few deep breaths,

memories began flooding him as they slowly appeared

citizen of the Northern Continent’s Loen Kingdom, Awwa County, City of Tingen. He

Southern Continent. The bereavement allowance gave

a devotee of the Evernight Goddess. She passed away the year Klein

had an elder brother and a younger sister. They stayed in a two bedroom

and its situation could even be described as somewhat wanting. At present, the family was supported solely by the

grasped knowledge of the ancient Feysac language—deemed the origin of all languages in the Northern Continent—as well as the Hermes language which often appeared in ancient mausoleums as well as text regarding sacrificial and