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.

he could see was a study desk made of burly wood in front of him.

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

Western style to it. It was about half the size of an

was a black ink bottle shrouded in a pale

with a fully circular body. Its

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

confused, he discovered that the desk, notebook, ink bottle, and revolver were covered in a layer of

looked up and shifted his gaze up bit

a crimson moon hung high above the backdrop of a ‘black velvet curtain,’ glowing

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 heavily onto the burly wood

Pa!

propping himself up. He turned around in a fluster as he began to size up the environment

on each side of the room. Close to an opposite

was a cabinet. Its two doors were

side of the cabinet, there was the same grayish-white pipe on the wall at the height of a person. However, it was

coal stoves sat in the right corner of the room near the table, along with

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

Mingrui noticed himself in the

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

drew a gasp as many helpless and confused guesses

ancient European style and the crimson moon that looked different from

transmigrated? Zhou Mingrui widened his

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

Zhou Mingrui had already cursed himself while trying to make

still throbbing headache that made his thoughts high strung but

taking a few deep breaths, Zhou Mingrui worked hard to stop

and body calmed down, memories began flooding him

County, City of Tingen. He is also a recent

sacrificed himself during a colonial conflict with the Southern Continent. The bereavement allowance

of the Evernight Goddess. She passed away the year Klein

younger sister. They stayed in a two bedroom

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

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