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.

by a faint crimson red. All he could see was a study desk made of burly wood in front of him. Right

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

an adult’s head with an inner layer

a black ink bottle shrouded in a pale red glow. Its embossed surface formed a

pen with a fully circular body. Its tip shimmered with a faint glint

Mingrui was completely taken aback. The things laid before him were alien to him. It looked

feeling shocked and confused, he discovered that the 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

crimson moon hung high above the backdrop of a

protested with throbbing pain. It made him

Pa!

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

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

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

of the cabinet, there was the same grayish-white pipe on the wall at the height of a person. However, it was connected to a strange mechanical device with exposed

right corner of the room near the table, along with soup pots,

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

sweep of his gaze, Zhou Mingrui noticed himself in the

thinly built,

a gasp as many helpless

crimson moon that looked different

I have transmigrated? Zhou Mingrui

over such scenes. However, he momentarily

fantasy 1 ? In a minute, Zhou Mingrui

headache that made his thoughts high strung but

After taking a few deep breaths, Zhou

memories began flooding him as

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

Army who had sacrificed himself during a colonial conflict with the Southern Continent. The bereavement allowance gave Klein the opportunity to

the Evernight Goddess. She passed away the year Klein

elder brother and a younger sister. They stayed

wealthy and its situation could even be described as somewhat wanting. At present, the family was supported solely by the elder

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