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. The title was

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

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

in a pale red glow.

notebook sat a dark-colored pen with a fully circular body. Its tip shimmered with a faint glint while its cap rested

gun? A revolver? Zhou Mingrui was completely taken aback. The things laid

notebook, ink bottle, and revolver were covered in a layer of crimson ‘veil,’ a result of the light shining from the

up and shifted his gaze up bit

above the backdrop of a

stood up abruptly. However, before his feet fully straightened, his brain protested with throbbing pain. It made him temporarily lose his strength as he fell uncontrollably. His buttocks slammed

Pa!

Zhou Mingrui stood up again by propping himself up. He turned around

not very large, with a brown door on each side of the room. Close

bed and the left door was a cabinet. Its two doors were swung

of

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

a dressing mirror with two cracks. Its bottom was made of

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

linen shirt, thinly built, average-looking features and

immediately drew a gasp as many helpless and confused guesses surfaced in his

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

I have transmigrated? Zhou Mingrui widened his

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

to love a fantasy 1 ? In a minute, Zhou

not for the still throbbing headache that made his thoughts high strung but clear, he would have definitely suspected that he was

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

that moment, as his mind and body calmed down, memories began flooding

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

father was a sergeant of the Royal Army who had sacrificed himself during a colonial conflict with the Southern Continent. The

She passed away the year Klein passed the entrance examinations to

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

as somewhat wanting. At present, the family was supported solely by the elder brother who worked

ancient Feysac language—deemed the origin of all languages in the Northern Continent—as well as the Hermes language which often