The Mystic Dominator

The Old Late-Night Drama

The rainy night outside the window proves that some force is interfering with the rain pounding on the window.

　　So why is this force making this interference?

　　The deeper reasons are left aside due to lack of information.

　　But one thing is clear -

　　This mysterious force isolates the rainwater from the windows, and elaborating on the results, it is circling the entire mansion, reaching a certain level of 'isolation'.

　　At the same time, the 'person' or 'thing' that triggered this phenomenon.

　　The person or object that triggered the phenomenon was supposed to be located inside the mansion.

　　If one ventured to roam around the mansion, would it attract the other party's attention, or would it trigger some unexpected changes?

　　Let's take it one step further.

　　If there is something that guards this kind of power ......

　　Can one deal with it?

　　--

　　Facing the empty corridor that was as silent as a quiet chamber.

　　Yang Siming thoughtfully withdrew his toes and closed the door of the room with a gentle and careful movement.

　　Turning round.

　　He purposefully walked back to the desk where he had been when he awakened, and then picked up the notebook whose words were unrecognisable.

　　With that, a faintly undetectable murmur began to mutter to himself.

　　"Though it's a bit beyond imagination to do so ......"

　　"But isn't travelling through itself, a very incredible thing?"

　　"Now then, a wild guess."

　　"The words on this notebook might just be related to the world before I travelled across, and there even exists the possibility of me successfully deciphering it myself."

　　"Firstly, let's just apply the most universal Latin alphabet system."

　　"A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J, K, L, M, N, O, P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, Z. Based on the grammatical intervals and the frequency of use, the most commonly used one is E, with a probability of 11.1607, followed by A, with a probability of 8.4966, ... ..."

　　"And on spaced two-character short words, streams of S and O are commonly present ......"

　　That's right, Yang Siming applied the encryption method to the contents of the notes to c***k them.

　　Earth's text encryption method!

　　Immediately after that, something even more unbelievable happened.

　　In complete agreement with his previous intuitive hunch, this method actually worked!

　　Using the Latin alphabet -

　　the alphabetical order of the parent body of modern English, the words he gradually deciphered actually matched its grammatical rules perfectly, and clear bytes such as 'is', 'to', 'of', etc. had begun to emerge!

　　The rules of Earth's writing had been successfully applied to otherworldly writing?

　　"If Mr Chomsky were here, he would definitely think I'm particularly lucky ......"

　　Unable to help himself, Yang Siming remembered a linguistics expert he had met.

　　With 7 billion people on Earth, I'm afraid that he was the only one who had this opportunity to translate otherworldly languages with his own hands.

　　Of course, the result of the translation was even more smacking than this matter.

　　Could it be that this diary, was written in a differently shaped 'English' ......

　　Rumble--

　　Clang! Clunk! Clang!

　　Suddenly, an unprecedented roaring thunder interrupted Yang Siming's work.

　　And immediately following it was the door of the room he had just closed.

　　It was actually knocked by someone else from the outside!

　　In an instant, the muscles in Yang Siming's neck tightened and his eyes subconsciously narrowed.

　　Just now when he looked towards the corridor, it was clear that it was still pitch black outside, not even a ghostly figure could be seen.

　　In just a few short minutes, this was movement?

　　Who exactly was the one knocking on the door from outside now?

　　Or perhaps-

　　That was something!

　　Things were indeed starting to match their own suspicions, but on the contrary, it was the least expected situation.

　　How should one react at this time when the other party was knocking directly outside?

　　One couldn't possibly go up and open the door in a big way, could one?

　　What if there was a monster in a white nurse's uniform with an iron triangle on his head, or a horrible psychopath with skin stripped off his body and blood leaking out?

　　And then give him a door-opening kill what to do!

　　Ka-ching-

　　Just as Yang Siming was thinking, something that made him even more speechless happened.

　　As a guard to protect himself and the pitch-black corridor spaced out, this room door that could be called the last line of defence.

　　With this clicking sound.

　　Door handle gently twisted, it just opened ......

　　I just now, really should have blocked the door lock!

　　While Yang Siming was helpless in his heart, the light behind the door once again appeared in front of him.

　　However, it was a little different from those scary monsters in his imagination.

　　The one who pulled open the door of the room was a young woman wearing a black and white maid outfit and holding a candlestick in her hand.

　　As for the features ......

　　This girl was beautiful beyond words.

　　Even if the old candlelight wavered incessantly, even if the shadows around her spread over her body, even if the rough maid outfit severely obscured the young girl's delicate figure.

　　Even so, it was difficult to conceal her stunning beauty!

　　Pale golden daisy-like long hair fell softly to her hips, her delicate features were set off by the blush on her face, and her old-fashioned black and white maid's dress added a little bit of loveliness to her.

　　And on top of this conquering appearance what was even worse, was that underneath the slender willow eyebrows, a pair of eyes full of autumn water were glittering with star-like light as they gazed at Yang Siming.

　　A few metres away, even saw their own reflection in the other party's eyes nostalgia.

　　Nostalgic girls, no more than that!

　　Yang Siming could be sure that even in the 21st century before he crossed over, he who had been 'surfing' on the internet for more than ten years had definitely never seen a beauty of this level!

　　Not to mention that this was still the case now-

　　Then, this young girl spoke:

　　"Young Master, the thunder outside is so loud!"

　　"Veronica ...... Veronica ......"

　　The delicate tone was tinged with trembling, and fear surfaced in the compassionate eyes.

　　Right in front of Yancey Ming, the young girl seemed to be so frightened and hexed by the thunder that she could only come to her master's room to seek relief.

　　In addition to holding the candlestick in one hand, the maiden's other arm wrapped itself helplessly around her body.

　　I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but this action also fully revealed her curvaceous figure as well.

　　Any man with normal aesthetics would not be able to resist such a temptation.

　　With that, Yang Siming rightfully spoke:

　　"Don't be too scared."

　　"If you don't mind, young master I can accompany you for a while."

　　"......"

　　"You ......"

　　"Was expecting me to answer like this, right?"

　　"The unknown 'existence'."

　　At first, a colour called surprise flashed in the young girl's eyes.

　　But soon, Yang Siming's later words made her expression freeze on her face. Maintaining her puzzled eyes, the young girl pondered for a moment before she began to stammer, as if she were a tender little animal, about her helplessness and bewilderment:

　　"Young ...... master."

　　"What are you talking about?"

　　"How could Veronica ...... Veronica ......"

　　"If you want to come in and talk to me."

　　"Then rather than being startled by the sound of thunder, I feel that finding my master up late at night and then coming to check on him is a more reasonable reason."

　　This time, Yang Siming directly spoke up to interrupt the young girl's performance, and his eyes began to grow confident because he had hit all the things he had guessed.

　　"Your purpose is to make me walk out of this room."

　　"That's right, isn't it?"

　　"......"

　　Yang Siming's extremely imposing rhetorical question did not receive a reply.

　　And the young girl's eyes became colder and colder under his strong tone.

　　The dangerous aura seemed like a beast that chose to devour people!

　　However, in the face of such a 'young girl', unlike the honest physical reaction, the corners of Yang Siming's mouth then hung a contemptuous smile:

　　"A beautiful maid running in the middle of the night to throw herself at him."

　　"This kind of old bridge that even science fiction novelists have given up using, can actually still be brought out and used."

　　"It's too outdated, isn't it?"

　　In response to him, the young girl who called herself Veranica gently bowed her head, letting her expression fall into complete darkness.

　　As if she had been cut to the quick during an exchange of words, the other party did not say a word!