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.

wood in front of him. Right in the middle was an opened notebook with coarse, yellow pages.

eight. The wall on their right was

an adult’s head with an inner layer of transparent

ink bottle shrouded in a pale red

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

A revolver? Zhou Mingrui was completely taken aback. The things laid before him were alien to him.

notebook, ink bottle, and revolver were covered in a layer of

he looked up and shifted his gaze up bit by

above the backdrop of a ‘black velvet

protested with throbbing pain. It made him temporarily lose his strength

Pa!

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

large, with a brown door on each side of the room. Close to an opposite wall

a cabinet. Its two doors were swung open and

the same grayish-white pipe on the wall at the height of a person. However, it was connected to

near the table, along with soup pots, iron pots, and other

was a dressing mirror with two cracks. Its bottom

Mingrui

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

a gasp as many helpless and confused

that looked different from Earth’s moon could

transmigrated? Zhou Mingrui widened

over such scenes. However, he momentarily found it hard to

minute, Zhou Mingrui

his thoughts high strung but clear, he would have definitely

a few deep breaths, Zhou

calmed down, memories began flooding him as they slowly

Moretti, a citizen of the Northern Continent’s Loen Kingdom, Awwa County, City of Tingen. He is also a recent graduate from the Department of History

with the Southern Continent. The bereavement allowance gave Klein the opportunity to study at a private language school and laid the foundation for his admission into

Evernight Goddess. She passed away

younger sister. They stayed in

could even be described as somewhat wanting. At present, the family was supported solely by the elder brother who worked at an import and export

in the Northern Continent—as well as the Hermes language which often appeared in ancient mausoleums as well as text regarding