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.

study desk made of burly wood in front of him. Right in the middle was an opened notebook with coarse, yellow pages. The title was eye-catchingly written

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

a classical Western style to it. It was about half the size of an adult’s head with an

in a pale red glow. Its embossed surface formed a

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

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

notebook, ink bottle, and revolver were covered

he looked up and shifted his gaze

above the backdrop of a ‘black velvet curtain,’ glowing in

his feet fully straightened, his brain protested with throbbing pain. It made him temporarily lose

Pa!

did little. Zhou Mingrui stood up again by propping himself up. He turned around in a

door on each side of the room. Close to an

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

at the height of a person. However, it was connected to a strange mechanical device with exposed gears and bearings

room near the table, along with

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

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

a linen shirt, thinly

Zhou Mingrui immediately drew a gasp as many helpless and confused

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

Zhou Mingrui widened

had often fantasized over such scenes. However, he momentarily found it hard to accept the situation when he found himself in

what it meant to love a fantasy 1 ? In a minute, Zhou Mingrui had already cursed himself while trying to make the best out of his adverse

made his thoughts high strung but

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

his mind and body calmed down, memories

County, City of Tingen. He is also a recent graduate from the Department

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

She passed away the year

and a younger sister. They stayed in

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

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