Northern Continent, Kingdom of Loen, Tingen City, Ahowa County. Klein pressed his hat with his right hand and walked out of the slightly shabby and cool apartment. He was wearing a black vest, a suit of the same color, pants that were slightly tight at the ankles, and a half-high hat. He had a faint bookish air, and his eyes were slightly alert and curious. A person would naturally not be alert and curious about the living environment he had lived in for more than 20 years for no reason, but if the inner part of the shell was replaced by another person, it would be another matter. Just last night, the original Klein Moretti, due to his obsession with the history of the Fourth Epoch, shot himself strangely after being involved in a supernatural event. The new soul is a young man in the 21st century, a social animal named Zhou Mingrui. He would worry about the reason for taking leave even if his head was broken, and he was thinking about the kind of social animal who would be happy if he could really take leave. Zhou Mingrui had no idea why he traveled through time. His parents were still alive, his family was ordinary, he had no childhood sweetheart, no unusual experiences, and he had not even been hit by a truck. He traveled through time and space to Klein's body after just sleeping. How could one travel through time like this? Staying up late to watch the World Cup and dying suddenly was more likely than this. He silently complained in his heart and reached out to touch the area of his temple. At first glance, there was nothing wrong with it, except for a small bullet-shaped piece of skin that was lighter in color, as if it had just grown, but a few hours ago there was a hideous wound there, the kind that you could see brains in the mirror. I always feel that there is a big problem with my travel through time. I have never heard of a travel through time that comes with a repair service...
Zhou Mingrui sighed and could only pin his hopes of returning home on the only element involving supernatural forces before his travel through time. Because he had been very unlucky some time ago, he bought a copy of "Qin and Han Secret Alchemy" at a used bookstall and performed a ritual to change his luck. He didn't know whether his time travel was related to this ceremony, nor did he know whether he could go back smoothly after repeating the ceremony, but now this was the only possibility he knew and had the conditions to try. With this idea in mind, Zhou Mingrui tightly grasped the banknotes in his hand and walked through the streets with mixed and unpleasant smells, preparing to buy materials for the ceremony and the food that his sister Melissa asked him to buy. Today's streets are more lively than usual. In addition to the shouts of hawkers, the performance of accordion musicians, and the sound of children playing, he also heard many pedestrians and vendors vying to discuss the wonders that appeared late last night. Zhou Mingrui came to "Slin Bakery" and smiled at the old lady Wendy Slin next door and said that he wanted to buy eight pounds of rye bread. The two exchanged a few words and had a brief discussion on the employment situation after graduation from Klein University and the marriage status of his brother Benson. "9 pence." "Didn't you ask for eleven pence the day before yesterday?" Zhou Mingrui asked subconsciously. "You have to thank the repeal of the Corn Act and those who marched." Wendy spread her hands and replied with a smile. Zhou Mingrui was slightly surprised. The Corn Act is a regulation on import tariffs. It will impose taxes on imported crops and protect domestic crops. Repealing this act is a behavior that hurts farmers. Although the price of grain will drop on the surface, it will cause a large number of migrant workers to be unable to survive and be forced to move to the city. This is a theoretical prediction. In fact, due to the price adjustment of vendors and upper-class nobles, the detailed regulations of other acts on different types of crops, and the regulations on export crops of other countries, different dynamic fluctuations will be caused. But it is foreseeable that unskilled migrant workers can only do unskilled labor like most residents, and they need lower wages to grab jobs, which will cause the original residents' wages to be lowered, work longer hours, and higher standards of work efficiency. In the words of his own time, there is a more appropriate word to describe this state-involution. King George III's political achievements have been mediocre since he took office, and he has not made any major moves. Even privately, many people think that His Majesty is too mediocre. What is the purpose of abolishing the Corn Act at this time? If it is to please the lower classes, the repeal of the Corn Law and the lower food prices may not be able to make up for the damage caused, and the rulers of the Kingdom of Loen are not selected and need to canvass for votes. While Zhou Mingrui was thinking, several figures in police uniforms passed by. One of them looked familiar to him. It seemed to be a patrolman on the street where he lived. The police patrols were a little more than usual today... He thought silently, took the rye bread handed over by Mrs. Slin, and then heard the gentle old man ask with some curiosity. "Speaking of which, little Klein, did you see any strange celestial phenomena last night?" It happened late at night, and most people in small places like Tingen were struggling on the poverty line. They had to sell their labor for more than ten hours a day to barely survive. Under extreme fatigue, these people slept very deeply, and only a few noticed such celestial phenomena.
He could see that he had woken up because of the pain of suicide... After saying this, I suddenly felt so hellish. Zhou Mingrui's mouth twitched twice, and he nodded slightly, "I see." The "blood moon" that originally only appeared on the night of the full moon suddenly appeared, and the crimson moonlight was brighter than usual. In addition to the most conspicuous moonlight, it seemed that several stars were lit up, illuminating the night and covering the ground with a thin layer of light. Hmm... It can be said to be a very rare astronomical phenomenon, at least it cannot be seen on Earth. "I heard the boss next to me say that the stars in the sky are shining, is that true?" Wendy asked curiously "No, it's not that exaggerated." Zhou Mingrui briefly described that information in this era mainly comes from newspapers, magazines and other books, and things that happened nearby can only be passed on by word of mouth, which will cause inaccurate information. However, even if technology is advanced, there will still be marketing accounts that use various out-of-context quotes and exaggerated titles to attract attention and earn traffic. Depending on class status and cognitive level, different people will have different interpretations of various things. Some think that this is a wonder that should be recorded by painters, some think it is just a collective hallucination, some think it is a conspiracy of the country, and some think it is a sign of some disaster. Different beliefs will also lead to different explanations. The followers of the Goddess of Night emphasized that the crimson moonlight was the most abundant, believing that it represented the goddess's miracle. The followers of the Lord of Storms focused on other twinkling stars, believing that their gods had further mastered the sea of stars in the sky. The most shocking were the followers of the God of Steam and Machinery, who tried to use some scientific method to seek explanations for celestial phenomena. It is obvious that the god you believe in is the most unscientific thing, okay! Zhou Mingrui complained in his heart, smiled and said goodbye to Mrs. Slin, and quickened his pace without making a sound. The sudden increase in patrolmen made him feel a little uneasy. After all, Klein's death was very strange, especially the sentence written in Hermetic language on the notebook: "Everyone will die, including me." He quickly went to other markets to buy all the materials. On the way home, Zhou Mingrui was shouted into the circus by a "fortune teller" who claimed to be free fortune-telling. Although free things are the most expensive, who doesn't like to get something for free? Zhou Mingrui shuffled the tarot cards with the Xiling Empire-style thinking of "it doesn't cost money anyway, so I believe it a little bit", drew out "The Fool", and was excited to listen to the "fortune teller"'s interpretation for him. Just then, the real fortune teller came in and said that the previous "fortune teller" was just a trainer. He left with a dark face, feeling like he had become a curly-haired baboon being teased by the trainer. After returning home, he locked the door, took a deep breath, placed the four staple foods needed for the posture, that is, the cheap rye bread he had just bought, in the four corners of the room, and then held his breath and walked counterclockwise in a square. Taking the first step, he chanted in a low voice: "Blessings to Xuanhuang Immortal Venerable." In the second step, he sincerely chanted: "Blessings to Xuanhuang Heavenly Monarch." In the third step, Zhou Mingrui held his breath and whispered: "Blessings to Xuanhuang God." In the fourth step, he exhaled the turbid air and chanted in his heart: "Blessings to Xuanhuang Heavenly Venerable." When the last word came out, Zhou Mingrui felt that the air around him seemed to stop flowing, becoming sticky and weird, and then, all kinds of endless whispers rang in his ears.
Opening his eyes again, he saw the diffuse gray fog, which flowed like water, dotted with crimson stars that were large or small, lurking or flowing on the surface. What the hell, what's going on, what should I do? Zhou Mingrui was confused for three times, and when he was hesitating whether to follow the phototropism of the undead and the exploration desire of the Yharnam hunters to touch the crimson stars, there was a new change in the gray fog. A black star slowly emerged from nothing. The black star kept expanding and contracting, looming, still bright one second, and dim the next, just like the signal reception was not very good, with the risk of disconnection at any time. As the saying goes, don't touch things that you shouldn't touch. Zhou Mingrui, who was a little confused by the weird situation, swallowed his saliva and silently added in his heart. But how do you know he shouldn't touch it if he doesn't touch it? ! This black star looks different from the other crimson stars, just like the SSR in the R card, it's strange that you can resist not drawing it... Don't touch it. He looked at the star that seemed to disappear at any time and added, and it looked different from those permanent ones, and it was a limited-time card pool. If you miss it once, you don't know if it will be reproduced. With this idea in mind, Zhou Mingrui gritted his teeth and touched it. When his fingers just touched the surface of the star, water ripples suddenly surged from him, causing the black flames to burst out, like a dreamy firework. No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar! The black flames shattered, and a drop of blood with golden light spots slowly emerged, quickly stretched and shaped, and the internal organs of the human body emerged, and then were wrapped in flesh and blood little by little, and in an instant became a vaguely visible male body, and then the outermost layer of skin began to grow. Startled by this sudden abnormality, Zhou Mingrui hurriedly withdrew his hand, and accidentally touched the other two "deep reds", so these two "stars" also shone brightly. ... Lu Ke slowly exhaled, opened his eyes, and as expected, saw a space covered by gray fog. He nodded slightly to Zhou Mingrui and smiled. "Thank you, I owe you a favor this time." Although he didn't understand the current situation at all, Zhou Mingrui, who was still forced to remain calm, seemed to have triggered the buff of appearing in front of others. He pretended to have done something insignificant and said "hmm" coldly. At the same time, the figures of the two deep red stars are formed. The former is the daughter of the Earl Earl Hall's daughter of the Kingdom of Ruen Kingdom, the daughter of the Earl Earl Hall Hall, the latter, and the latter belongs to the extraordinary Alger of the Master of the Storm · Wilson, currently the "Furious People" of Sailor Passing Sequence 8. "Your own, where is this?" "what you up to?" The two sounds sounded without distinction, and Zhou Mingrui, who had been prepared, kept smiling, flat, low voice, low voice, like a greeting greeting in response to visitors. "An attempt." Luke was dumbly laughed by such a move. He watched his performance quietly, thinking about shooting such a scene into a movie for other people's feasibility. "Injury, have you tried it? Can we put us back?" Audrey asked a little bit, and for the first time, she really encountered extraordinary incidents. Although she was excited, she was also worried that she would be harmed. "Of course, if you formally proposed, I can send you back at any time." At this time, Zhou Mingrui also gradually touched the operating mechanism of gray mist. His spirit and the connection with each deep red star, as long as you cut off the deep red stars, would fade away ... Except the figure summoned by the black star at the beginning.
I do n’t know why, others need their own mental strength to stay here, but the figures summoned by black stars do not have such consumption. Considering the weird way of appearance of the other party, it is like a drop of blood into the human shape into this world of gray mist. He glanced at Luke vaguely, and the other side hugged his hands with both hands and kept quiet. Except for the thanks at the beginning, he didn't speak. The expression on his face was shrouded in gray mist. It is confirmed that the other party will go back. Audrey will soon let go of his heart. She just passed her 17th birthday and was well protected by her family. She was curious about the world of the extraordinary people. Ask the mood to be an extraordinary method. I feel that this conversation does not seem to be enough. Zhou Mingrui just had a thought in his heart. The gray mist turned over, a tall stone pillar stood, and there was a wide dome above. There is a long bronze table with gray fog, there are ten high -back chairs on the left and right, and the same seats are also placed back and forth. Essence This kind of great power of changing the earth, shocked everyone outside Lu Ke, was surprised by Zhou Mingrui who completed all this. Alger was shocked and became rules. As the extraordinary material of the ghost shark's blood was promoted to sequence 7, he looked at Luke with vigilance and took the initiative to answer Audrey's question. The two asked a lot of knowledge about extraordinary characteristics, and he heard Zhou Mingrui stunned, but naturally he still maintained a highly unpredictable image. After the two were established, the lively and unsatisfactory Audrey asked Zhou Mingrui as a testimony. At this time, she noticed that she was rude, and she had never asked the owner here. "Your own, what should we call you?" Alie also looked at it, and his eyes slightly expressed their respect for the strong. Zhou Mingrui froze, and when he reacted, his hands crossed his chin. "You can call me ..." He lowered his voice and slowly spit out the big Aka card that the animal trainer gave him a divination. "Fool." Audrey and Alger's eyes were amazed, the first one of the 22 main cards of the Tarot card, the beginning of everything. Such an old and deep descriptions are in line with their perception of the existence in front of them, strong, weird, and mysterious! At this moment, Lu Ke, who hadn't made a sound, touched his chin and said the second sentence of the Tarot meeting with a smile. "Although this is not possible, are you sure you want others to call you a fool?" Audrey: ... Alger: ... Faced with such a mysterious and powerful existence, the gentleman performed too casual and brave. Zhou Mingrui, located at the top of the bronze long table, was also weird. Although it is a bit angry, it makes sense to be unexpected! Is it too late to change his name now?