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.

blurred before 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, yellow

notebook was a stack of neatly arranged books, numbering about eight. The wall on their right was inset with grayish-white pipes with wall lamps

style to it. It was about half the size of an adult’s head with an inner layer of transparent glass and an exterior gridded

a black ink bottle shrouded in a pale red glow.

bottle and to the right of the notebook sat a dark-colored pen with a fully circular body. Its tip shimmered with a faint glint while its cap

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

desk, notebook, ink bottle, and revolver were covered in a layer of crimson ‘veil,’ a

he looked up and shifted his gaze up bit by

above the backdrop of a ‘black velvet curtain,’ glowing in

abruptly. However, before his feet fully straightened, his brain protested with throbbing pain. It made him temporarily lose his

Pa!

stood up again by propping himself up. He turned around in a fluster as he began to size

large, with a brown door on each side of the

door was a cabinet. Its two doors were swung open and beneath it were five

height of a person. However, it was connected to a strange mechanical device

coal stoves sat in the right corner of the room near the table, along with soup pots, iron pots, and other

the right door was a dressing mirror with two cracks. Its bottom

sweep of his gaze, Zhou Mingrui noticed himself in the mirror—the present

hair, brown pupils, a linen shirt, thinly built, average-looking features

many

moon that looked different from Earth’s

transmigrated? Zhou

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

fantasy 1 ? In a minute, Zhou Mingrui had already

throbbing headache that made his thoughts high

calm down… After taking a few deep breaths, Zhou Mingrui worked

down, memories

Tingen. He is also a recent graduate from the Department of History

Southern Continent. The bereavement allowance gave Klein the opportunity to

She passed away the year Klein passed the entrance examinations

a younger sister. They

family was supported solely by the elder brother who worked

languages in the Northern Continent—as