After resting for half an hour, Zhou Mingrui, who already thought he was Klein, finally recovered. During this period, he found that there were four black dots on his right hand, which happened to form a small square.
The four black dots faded from deep and disappeared quickly, but Klein knew that they were still hidden in his body, waiting to wake up.
Four points, square, is it the corresponding to four staple foods in the four corners?In the future, I don’t need to prepare staple foods anymore, can I just go to the pace and spells?Klein had a vague guess.
This seems good, but there is a bit of weird origin and lack of understanding.
Thinking about the inexplicable arts on Earth that can actually produce effects here, think of the strange time travel in his own sleep, the mysterious, psychedelic, and gray fog world that does not mean, and the whispers that linger around during the ceremony, making people close to madness, Klein shivered in a difficult restraint, and shivered in the hot weather at the end of June.
He once heard a saying: The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is fear of the unknown. Now, he deeply understands the fear that comes from the unknown.
An unprecedented and uncontrollable way, he had the strong impulse to contact the mysterious realm, learn more, break the unknown, and also had the idea of escaping his head and pretending nothing had happened.
The sun was shining outside the window, spreading a layer of gold powder on the desk. Klein stared at it, as if he had touched a trace of warmth and hope.
He relaxed a little, and immediately felt a surging fatigue gushing out.
The sleepless night and the consumption just now made his eyelids heavy like white lead, and he couldn't stop his sagging.
Shaking his head, Klein reached out to support the edge of the table, not caring about packing the rye bread placed in the four corners, and staggered to the high and low beds. As soon as he lay down and got stuck in the pillow, he fell asleep.
Gulu!Gulu!
Hunger awakened Klein, and he opened his eyes and felt refreshed.
Besides the head hurts a little.He rubbed his forehead, turned over and sat up, feeling that he could eat a whole cow now.
While sorting out the folds of his clothes, he returned to the desk and picked up the silver-white pocket watch with branches and vines.
Bang!
The lid bounced open, and the second hand ticked.
At half past twelve, I slept for more than three hours... Klein swallowed and put his pocket watch into his linen shirt pocket.
In the Northern Continent, a day is also divided into twenty-four hours, sixty minutes per hour and sixty seconds per minute. As for whether the length of each second is the same as the earth, Klein doesn't know.
For him, at this moment, even words such as mysticism, rituals, and the world of gray fog cannot enter his mind. The most important thing at the moment is food, food!
Only when you are full can you find a way!Only then can you do things!
Without hesitation, Cline took back the rye bread from four corners, and flipped off a little dust stained, intending to use one of them as a staple food for noon.
Because his hometown had the custom of sharing food and offerings after sacrifices, and these four rye bread didn't seem to have changed at all, he felt that he had to be a little thrifty when he was only five pennies left in his pocket.
Of course, this also has the subtle influence of the original owner's memory fragments and living habits.
Because gas is too expensive, it makes people feel distressed when used in lighting. He moved out of the oven and added some coal. Klein paced back and forth, waiting for the water to boil.
That kind of rye bread will choke when eaten dry!
Alas, can you have to eat meat before the morning and noon?... No, if Melissa hadn't considered for my upcoming interview, she would have to eat meat twice a week... Klein, who was idle and unable to think about serious issues because of hunger, looked around.
Thinking of the pound of lamb, his eyes seemed to turn green when he looked at the cabinet.
No, no, I have to wait for Melissa to eat together.Klein shook his head suddenly, denying the idea of cutting half of it first.
As a single dog wandering in a big city, although he mainly eats outside food, his basic cooking skills have been honed. It is not delicious, but it is enough.
Turning around, Klein planned to lose sight of his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that in the morning, in addition to buying meat, he also bought tender peas and potatoes!
Potato!Klein was inspired in an instant, twisted back like a whirlwind, rushed to the cabinet, and took out two of the few potatoes.
He first went to the common bathroom to clean the potato skins, then put them directly into a pot and cook them with water.
After a while, he took out the seasoning box from the cabinet, uncovered the lid, and sprinkled a little yellowed and rough salt into the water.
After waiting patiently for a few minutes, Klein lifted the kettle, poured the soup that was not counted as soup into a few cups, poured it into a large bowl, and finally forked out the two potatoes and placed it on the table.
call!
He peeled a little skin and blew his breath on his hands. The aroma of cooked potatoes spread out little by little, fascinating.
The saliva was secreted wildly, and Klein didn't care that he only peeled half of the potatoes, and he didn't care that the potatoes were a little hot, so he picked them up and took them hard.
pink!fragrant!Sweet!Klein's heart was instantly moved, and he took off two potatoes like a voracious meal, and even ate some skins in it.
It was not until this time that he picked up the big bowl and took a nice sip of the soup. The faint smell of salt washed away the dry hair of his mouth.
I loved eating this way when I was a child... Klein, who had put his stomach on his stomach, sighed silently, and broke the rye bread and soaked it in soup and ate it.
Perhaps the previous ritual consumed too much, and he ate two of them, a full pound.
Drinking the soup and packing it up, Klein felt that he had completely come alive, and he experienced the joy of being born, and the brilliance of the sun.
He sat back at the desk and began to think about what he should do next.
You cannot escape, you must find a way to contact the mysterious realm and become an extraordinary person in the words of "justice" and "hanged man".
We must overcome fear caused by the unknown.
The only way at the moment is to wait for the next ‘party’ to see if you can hear the recipe of the ‘Audience’ potion, or other mysterious knowledge.
There are four days left on Monday. Before that, we have to face up to the problem of the original owner himself, why did he commit suicide, what happened to him...
Unable to travel back, Klein, who was patting his butt, picked up the spread notes, intending to look through if there were any clues to see if he could complete the incomplete memory fragments.
Obviously, the original owner had the habit of taking notes and also had the hobby of using notes as diaries.
Klein knew clearly that the cabinet that acted as the right leg of the desk was full of notebooks.
This book has been used on May 10th, and at the beginning it mostly involves schools, tutors, and knowledge:
On May 12, Mr. Azke mentioned that the common language of the Bayran Empire in the Southern Continent also originated from the ancient Foxac language, which is a branch of the Giant language.Why is this happening?Could it be that all spiritual creatures have used the same language? No, this must be wrong. Even in the records of "Apocalypse of the Night" and "The Book of Storm", in an era older than ancient times, giants were not the only continental masters, there were elves, alien species, and giant dragons. Well, these are all just legends, just myths.
……
On May 16, Senior Associate Professor Cohen discussed the inevitability of the steam era with Mr. Azke. Mr. Azke believed that this was accidental. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Emperor Rossell, perhaps the Northern Continent was still in the era of cold weapons, just like the Southern Continent. The mentor believed that he emphasized too much about the role of individuals. He believed that with the development of the times, there would be no Emperor Rossell and Robert the Great. In short, the steam era might be late, but it would definitely come.I just feel that there is no meaning in their argument. I prefer to discover new things that will restore the history shrouded in fog. Maybe, I shouldn't have studied in the history department, but the archaeology department.
……
On May 29, Welch found me and said he had obtained a note from the Fourth Era.My Goddess, the Quaternary Notes!He didn't want to ask his classmates from the Archaeology Department, and wanted to ask Naya and I to help interpret the records. How could I refuse such a thing?Of course, I have to arrange it after the graduation defense. At this time, I cannot be distracted.
Seeing this, Klein was excited. Compared with the previous history notes and conceptual debates, the emerging Quaternary notes are more likely to lead to the original owner's suicide.
The Fourth Age is the era before the Black Iron Age. The history of it is full of fog and many shortcomings. Even the unearthed tombs, ancient cities and documents are very few. Historians and archaeologists can only use the ambiguous theological texts of the seven major churches and mainly based on faith education to barely piece together a little original appearance and know the existence of the Solomon Empire, the Tudor Dynasty, and the Trensort Empire.
Klein, who was determined to break through the fog and restore history, had no interest in the first three periods, which were more inclined to myths and legends, only cared about the Fourth period, also known as the Age of the Gods. You can imagine how excited you are.
Hey, after seeing this, the original owner values the interview and is worried about future employment. In fact, there is no need for Ah... Klein couldn't help but sigh.
Currently, universities are rare, and most of the students are children of nobles and wealthy families. As long as civilians enter, even if they are discriminated against due to their identity and are not included in other people's social circles, as long as they are not extreme, they can still obtain certain connection resources through group discussions, group activities and other matters!
For example, Welch McGwen is the son of a banker in Conston, Haijun, between the Roone Kingdom. He is generous and generous. Because he has been working together with Klein and Naya for a long time to do homework and report, he habitually asks them for help.
Without diverging thoughts, Klein continued to read the notes:
On June 18, I graduated.Goodbye, my Hoy University!
On June 19, I saw that note. After comparing the structure, roots, etc., I found that it is a variant of the ancient fusak language. To be more precise, in more than a thousand years of history, the ancient fusak language has actually been slightly evolving.
On June 20, we interpreted the content of the first page, which was a member of a family called ‘Anticonus’.
On June 21, he mentioned the "Black Emperor", which is completely inconsistent with the era derived from the previous content. Is the mentor's view wrong? "Black Emperor" is actually the common title of every emperor in the Solomon Empire?
On June 22, the family called "Anticonus" seemed to have a prominent position in the Solomon Empire, and the owner of the note mentioned that he was conducting a secret transaction with someone named Tudor.Tuduo?Tuduo Dynasty?
On June 23, I controlled myself not to think about that note, not to go to Welch, I was going to prepare for an interview!This is a very important thing!
On June 24, Naya told me that they had new gains and I thought I should go and take a look.
On June 25, judging from the newly interpreted content, the owner of the note accepted a task and went to the main peak of the "Honachis" Mountains to visit the "Night Country" at the top. My goddess, the main peak of the Hoonachis Mountains is more than 6,000 meters. How could there be a country?How do they survive!
On June 26, are these strange things real?
At this point, the notes are over. Zhou Mingrui traveled over in the early morning of June 28.
In other words, the notes on June 27 actually have that sentence...'Everyone will die, including me'... Klein turned to the page he first saw and made a judgment with a little creepy feeling.
He felt that to solve the mystery of the original owner's suicide, he should go to Welch and take a look at the content of ancient notes. However, with rich experience in novels, movies, and TV series, he felt that if he went there himself, if the matter was indeed related, he would probably encounter unknown dangers. Those guys who knew there were ghosts in the castle were warning records!
But it won’t work if you don’t go. Escape will never solve the problem. It will only make things more and more tired until the dam breaks and completely submerges yourself!
Call the police?You can't say I committed suicide...
Dong!
Dongdong!
Suddenly, a burst of rapid and powerful knocks came from the door.
Klein sat up straight and listened with his ears.
Dong!
Dongdong!
The knock on the door echoed in the lonely aisle of the floor.
The four black dots faded from deep and disappeared quickly, but Klein knew that they were still hidden in his body, waiting to wake up.
Four points, square, is it the corresponding to four staple foods in the four corners?In the future, I don’t need to prepare staple foods anymore, can I just go to the pace and spells?Klein had a vague guess.
This seems good, but there is a bit of weird origin and lack of understanding.
Thinking about the inexplicable arts on Earth that can actually produce effects here, think of the strange time travel in his own sleep, the mysterious, psychedelic, and gray fog world that does not mean, and the whispers that linger around during the ceremony, making people close to madness, Klein shivered in a difficult restraint, and shivered in the hot weather at the end of June.
He once heard a saying: The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is fear of the unknown. Now, he deeply understands the fear that comes from the unknown.
An unprecedented and uncontrollable way, he had the strong impulse to contact the mysterious realm, learn more, break the unknown, and also had the idea of escaping his head and pretending nothing had happened.
The sun was shining outside the window, spreading a layer of gold powder on the desk. Klein stared at it, as if he had touched a trace of warmth and hope.
He relaxed a little, and immediately felt a surging fatigue gushing out.
The sleepless night and the consumption just now made his eyelids heavy like white lead, and he couldn't stop his sagging.
Shaking his head, Klein reached out to support the edge of the table, not caring about packing the rye bread placed in the four corners, and staggered to the high and low beds. As soon as he lay down and got stuck in the pillow, he fell asleep.
Gulu!Gulu!
Hunger awakened Klein, and he opened his eyes and felt refreshed.
Besides the head hurts a little.He rubbed his forehead, turned over and sat up, feeling that he could eat a whole cow now.
While sorting out the folds of his clothes, he returned to the desk and picked up the silver-white pocket watch with branches and vines.
Bang!
The lid bounced open, and the second hand ticked.
At half past twelve, I slept for more than three hours... Klein swallowed and put his pocket watch into his linen shirt pocket.
In the Northern Continent, a day is also divided into twenty-four hours, sixty minutes per hour and sixty seconds per minute. As for whether the length of each second is the same as the earth, Klein doesn't know.
For him, at this moment, even words such as mysticism, rituals, and the world of gray fog cannot enter his mind. The most important thing at the moment is food, food!
Only when you are full can you find a way!Only then can you do things!
Without hesitation, Cline took back the rye bread from four corners, and flipped off a little dust stained, intending to use one of them as a staple food for noon.
Because his hometown had the custom of sharing food and offerings after sacrifices, and these four rye bread didn't seem to have changed at all, he felt that he had to be a little thrifty when he was only five pennies left in his pocket.
Of course, this also has the subtle influence of the original owner's memory fragments and living habits.
Because gas is too expensive, it makes people feel distressed when used in lighting. He moved out of the oven and added some coal. Klein paced back and forth, waiting for the water to boil.
That kind of rye bread will choke when eaten dry!
Alas, can you have to eat meat before the morning and noon?... No, if Melissa hadn't considered for my upcoming interview, she would have to eat meat twice a week... Klein, who was idle and unable to think about serious issues because of hunger, looked around.
Thinking of the pound of lamb, his eyes seemed to turn green when he looked at the cabinet.
No, no, I have to wait for Melissa to eat together.Klein shook his head suddenly, denying the idea of cutting half of it first.
As a single dog wandering in a big city, although he mainly eats outside food, his basic cooking skills have been honed. It is not delicious, but it is enough.
Turning around, Klein planned to lose sight of his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly remembered that in the morning, in addition to buying meat, he also bought tender peas and potatoes!
Potato!Klein was inspired in an instant, twisted back like a whirlwind, rushed to the cabinet, and took out two of the few potatoes.
He first went to the common bathroom to clean the potato skins, then put them directly into a pot and cook them with water.
After a while, he took out the seasoning box from the cabinet, uncovered the lid, and sprinkled a little yellowed and rough salt into the water.
After waiting patiently for a few minutes, Klein lifted the kettle, poured the soup that was not counted as soup into a few cups, poured it into a large bowl, and finally forked out the two potatoes and placed it on the table.
call!
He peeled a little skin and blew his breath on his hands. The aroma of cooked potatoes spread out little by little, fascinating.
The saliva was secreted wildly, and Klein didn't care that he only peeled half of the potatoes, and he didn't care that the potatoes were a little hot, so he picked them up and took them hard.
pink!fragrant!Sweet!Klein's heart was instantly moved, and he took off two potatoes like a voracious meal, and even ate some skins in it.
It was not until this time that he picked up the big bowl and took a nice sip of the soup. The faint smell of salt washed away the dry hair of his mouth.
I loved eating this way when I was a child... Klein, who had put his stomach on his stomach, sighed silently, and broke the rye bread and soaked it in soup and ate it.
Perhaps the previous ritual consumed too much, and he ate two of them, a full pound.
Drinking the soup and packing it up, Klein felt that he had completely come alive, and he experienced the joy of being born, and the brilliance of the sun.
He sat back at the desk and began to think about what he should do next.
You cannot escape, you must find a way to contact the mysterious realm and become an extraordinary person in the words of "justice" and "hanged man".
We must overcome fear caused by the unknown.
The only way at the moment is to wait for the next ‘party’ to see if you can hear the recipe of the ‘Audience’ potion, or other mysterious knowledge.
There are four days left on Monday. Before that, we have to face up to the problem of the original owner himself, why did he commit suicide, what happened to him...
Unable to travel back, Klein, who was patting his butt, picked up the spread notes, intending to look through if there were any clues to see if he could complete the incomplete memory fragments.
Obviously, the original owner had the habit of taking notes and also had the hobby of using notes as diaries.
Klein knew clearly that the cabinet that acted as the right leg of the desk was full of notebooks.
This book has been used on May 10th, and at the beginning it mostly involves schools, tutors, and knowledge:
On May 12, Mr. Azke mentioned that the common language of the Bayran Empire in the Southern Continent also originated from the ancient Foxac language, which is a branch of the Giant language.Why is this happening?Could it be that all spiritual creatures have used the same language? No, this must be wrong. Even in the records of "Apocalypse of the Night" and "The Book of Storm", in an era older than ancient times, giants were not the only continental masters, there were elves, alien species, and giant dragons. Well, these are all just legends, just myths.
……
On May 16, Senior Associate Professor Cohen discussed the inevitability of the steam era with Mr. Azke. Mr. Azke believed that this was accidental. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Emperor Rossell, perhaps the Northern Continent was still in the era of cold weapons, just like the Southern Continent. The mentor believed that he emphasized too much about the role of individuals. He believed that with the development of the times, there would be no Emperor Rossell and Robert the Great. In short, the steam era might be late, but it would definitely come.I just feel that there is no meaning in their argument. I prefer to discover new things that will restore the history shrouded in fog. Maybe, I shouldn't have studied in the history department, but the archaeology department.
……
On May 29, Welch found me and said he had obtained a note from the Fourth Era.My Goddess, the Quaternary Notes!He didn't want to ask his classmates from the Archaeology Department, and wanted to ask Naya and I to help interpret the records. How could I refuse such a thing?Of course, I have to arrange it after the graduation defense. At this time, I cannot be distracted.
Seeing this, Klein was excited. Compared with the previous history notes and conceptual debates, the emerging Quaternary notes are more likely to lead to the original owner's suicide.
The Fourth Age is the era before the Black Iron Age. The history of it is full of fog and many shortcomings. Even the unearthed tombs, ancient cities and documents are very few. Historians and archaeologists can only use the ambiguous theological texts of the seven major churches and mainly based on faith education to barely piece together a little original appearance and know the existence of the Solomon Empire, the Tudor Dynasty, and the Trensort Empire.
Klein, who was determined to break through the fog and restore history, had no interest in the first three periods, which were more inclined to myths and legends, only cared about the Fourth period, also known as the Age of the Gods. You can imagine how excited you are.
Hey, after seeing this, the original owner values the interview and is worried about future employment. In fact, there is no need for Ah... Klein couldn't help but sigh.
Currently, universities are rare, and most of the students are children of nobles and wealthy families. As long as civilians enter, even if they are discriminated against due to their identity and are not included in other people's social circles, as long as they are not extreme, they can still obtain certain connection resources through group discussions, group activities and other matters!
For example, Welch McGwen is the son of a banker in Conston, Haijun, between the Roone Kingdom. He is generous and generous. Because he has been working together with Klein and Naya for a long time to do homework and report, he habitually asks them for help.
Without diverging thoughts, Klein continued to read the notes:
On June 18, I graduated.Goodbye, my Hoy University!
On June 19, I saw that note. After comparing the structure, roots, etc., I found that it is a variant of the ancient fusak language. To be more precise, in more than a thousand years of history, the ancient fusak language has actually been slightly evolving.
On June 20, we interpreted the content of the first page, which was a member of a family called ‘Anticonus’.
On June 21, he mentioned the "Black Emperor", which is completely inconsistent with the era derived from the previous content. Is the mentor's view wrong? "Black Emperor" is actually the common title of every emperor in the Solomon Empire?
On June 22, the family called "Anticonus" seemed to have a prominent position in the Solomon Empire, and the owner of the note mentioned that he was conducting a secret transaction with someone named Tudor.Tuduo?Tuduo Dynasty?
On June 23, I controlled myself not to think about that note, not to go to Welch, I was going to prepare for an interview!This is a very important thing!
On June 24, Naya told me that they had new gains and I thought I should go and take a look.
On June 25, judging from the newly interpreted content, the owner of the note accepted a task and went to the main peak of the "Honachis" Mountains to visit the "Night Country" at the top. My goddess, the main peak of the Hoonachis Mountains is more than 6,000 meters. How could there be a country?How do they survive!
On June 26, are these strange things real?
At this point, the notes are over. Zhou Mingrui traveled over in the early morning of June 28.
In other words, the notes on June 27 actually have that sentence...'Everyone will die, including me'... Klein turned to the page he first saw and made a judgment with a little creepy feeling.
He felt that to solve the mystery of the original owner's suicide, he should go to Welch and take a look at the content of ancient notes. However, with rich experience in novels, movies, and TV series, he felt that if he went there himself, if the matter was indeed related, he would probably encounter unknown dangers. Those guys who knew there were ghosts in the castle were warning records!
But it won’t work if you don’t go. Escape will never solve the problem. It will only make things more and more tired until the dam breaks and completely submerges yourself!
Call the police?You can't say I committed suicide...
Dong!
Dongdong!
Suddenly, a burst of rapid and powerful knocks came from the door.
Klein sat up straight and listened with his ears.
Dong!
Dongdong!
The knock on the door echoed in the lonely aisle of the floor.
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