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.

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 pages. The

numbering about eight. The wall on their right was inset with grayish-white pipes with

It was about half the size of an adult’s head with an

beneath the lamp was a black ink bottle shrouded in a pale

with a fully circular body. Its

aback. The things laid before him were alien

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

shifted his

high above the backdrop of

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

Pa!

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

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

Its two doors were swung open and

pipe on the wall at the height of a person. However, it was connected to a strange mechanical device

near the

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

of his gaze, Zhou Mingrui

brown pupils, a linen shirt, thinly built,

as many helpless and

in ancient European style and the crimson moon that looked

I have transmigrated? Zhou Mingrui widened

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

? In a minute, Zhou Mingrui had already cursed himself while trying to make the best out of

his thoughts high strung but clear,

taking a few deep breaths,

as his mind and body calmed down, memories began flooding him as they slowly appeared in his

County, City of Tingen. He is also a recent

a colonial conflict with the Southern Continent. The bereavement allowance gave Klein the opportunity

mother was a devotee of the Evernight Goddess. She passed

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

not wealthy and its situation could even be described as somewhat wanting. At present, the family was

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