The Mysterious King

Chapter 9 note

After resting for half an hour, Klein finally regained his composure. During this time, he noticed four more black dots on the back of his right hand, forming a small square.

These four black dots turned from deep to light, but Klein knew that they were still hidden within his body, waiting to be awakened.

Square, is it the correspondence between four corners and four staple foods? In the future, I don't need to prepare any more staple food, can I just use the steps and spells Klein had a vague guess.

This may seem good, but with a bit of quirky background and a lack of understanding, 'things' are always scary.

Thinking of the inexplicable spells on Earth that could even produce effects here, the strange journeys in one's own sleep, the mysterious, psychedelic, and unknown world of fog, and the whispers of wandering around in the 'ritual' that made people almost crazy, Klein couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably, shivering in the hot weather at the end of June.

He once heard a saying: "The oldest and strongest emotion in humans is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is fear of the unknown." Now, he deeply understands the fear that comes from the unknown.

Unprecedented and uncontrollable, he had a strong urge to come into contact with mysterious fields, learn more, and break away from the unknown. He also had a desire to bury his head and pretend that nothing had happened to escape.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, laying a layer of "gold powder" on the desk. Klein gazed there, as if touching a hint of warmth and hope.

He relaxed a bit and immediately felt a surge of exhaustion.

Last night's sleeplessness and previous exhaustion made his eyelids heavy like lead white, unable to stop drooping.

Shaking his head, Klein reached out to support the edge of the table, ignoring the rye bread placed at the corners. He stumbled to the high and low beds, and as soon as he lay down, he touched the pillow before falling asleep.

Gollum! Gollum!

Hunger awakened Klein, and he opened his eyes, feeling refreshed and refreshed.

He rubbed his forehead and sat up, feeling that he could eat a whole cow now.

As he straightened out the wrinkles of his clothes, he returned to his desk and picked up the silver pocket watch.

Pop!

The lid popped open and the second hand ticked along.

At half past twelve, I slept for over three hours... "Klein swallowed and put the pocket watch into his linen shirt pocket.

In the Northern Continent, a day is also divided into 24 hours, 60 minutes per hour, and 60 seconds per minute. As for whether the length of each second is the same as that of Earth, Klein is not sure.

For him, at this moment, even words such as mysticism, rituals, and the world of 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 we do things!

Without hesitation, Klein brought back the rye bread from four corners, flicked away a little dust, and planned to use one of them as his lunch staple.

Because there is a custom in his hometown of sharing food and offering sacrifices, and these four loaves of rye bread do not seem to have changed at all. With only five pence left in his pocket, he feels that he still needs to be diligent and frugal in his life.

Of course, there are also subtle influences from the original memory fragments and lifestyle habits.

Because gas is too expensive and used for lighting is heartbreaking, he moved out the stove and added some coal. Klein paced back and forth, waiting for the water to boil.

That kind of rye bread, dry eating can make you choke!

Hey, is it necessary to live a life where I can only eat meat in the morning, noon, and evening... No, if it weren't for Melissa considering my upcoming interview, I could only eat meat twice a week... "Klein, who was idle and unable to think seriously due to hunger, looked left and right.

Thinking of that pound of lamb, his gaze at the cabinet seemed a bit green.

No, no, we'll have to wait for Melissa to eat together, "Klein shook his head abruptly, rejecting the idea of cutting half first and making it now.

As a single dog wandering in a big city, although he mainly eats out food, his basic cooking skills have been honed

Turning around, Klein planned to turn his eyes away from him. Just then, he suddenly remembered that in addition to buying meat this morning, he also bought tender peas and potatoes!

Potatoes! Klein had an instant of inspiration and twisted back like a whirlwind, rushing to the cabinet and taking out two of the few potatoes.

He first went to the public bathroom to clean the skin of the potatoes thoroughly, and then directly put them into a pot and boil them with water.

After a while, he took out the seasoning box from the cabinet, lifted the lid, and sprinkled a little yellow and rough salt into the water.

After patiently waiting for a few more minutes, Klein picked up the kettle and poured the soup, not counting soup, into several cups and a large bowl. Finally, he forked out two potatoes and placed them on the table.

He peeled off a little skin and blew a breath into his hand, and the aroma of boiled potatoes gradually permeated, arousing his appetite.

The saliva was dribbling wildly, and Klein couldn't help but peel half of it, and didn't care if the potato was still a bit hot. He picked it up and took a hard bite.

Pink! Fragrance! Sweet aftertaste! Klein's heart was instantly moved, as he wolfed down two potatoes and even ate some skin inside.

It wasn't until then that he picked up the big bowl and took a delicious sip of "soup", with the faint taste of salt washing away the bitterness in his mouth.

When I was a child, I loved to eat like this... "Klein, who had cushioned his stomach, sighed silently as he broke the rye bread and softened it with" soup ".

Perhaps it was because the previous' ritual 'consumed too much, and he ate two of them, a whole pound.

Drinking "soup" and tidying up, Klein felt like he had completely come to life, experienced the joy of being a human being, and enjoyed the brilliance of the sun.

He sat back at his desk and began to think about what he should do next.

We cannot escape, we must find ways to get into the mysterious realm and become extraordinary in the mouths of 'justice' and 'hanging people upside down'

To overcome the fear caused by the unknown

The only way at present is to wait for the next 'gathering' and see if you can hear the formula of the 'audience' potion or other mysterious knowledge

There are still four days until Monday. Before that, we need to face the problems of the original owner himself, why he committed suicide, and what happened to him

Unable to travel back, Klein picked up the unfolded notebook and decided to flip through any clues to see if he could fill in the missing memory fragments.

It is obvious that the original owner has a habit of taking notes and a hobby of using them as a diary.

Klein knew well that the cabinet serving as the right leg of the desk was filled with finished notebooks.

This book has been in use since May 10th, and most of the content at the beginning involves schools, mentors, and knowledge:

On May 12th, Mr. Azik mentioned that the lingua franca of the Byron Empire in the Southern Continent also originated from the ancient Kazakh language, which is a branch of Giants. Why is this so? Have all spiritual beings ever used the same language? No, this must be wrong, even in Revelation of the Night and Book of the Storm In the records, in times even older than ancient times, giants were not the only rulers of the continent. There were also elves, aliens, and dragons. Okay, these are just legends, just mythological stories

On May 16th, Senior Associate Professor Cohen and Mr. Azke discussed the inevitability of the Steam Age. Mr. Azke believed that this was a coincidence. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Emperor Russell, perhaps the Northern Continent, like the Southern Continent, was still in the Cold Weapon Age. His mentor believed that he placed too much emphasis on the role of the individual. He believed that with the development of the times, there would be no Russell or Robert the Great, and in short, the Steam Age might have been delayed But it will definitely come. I just feel that their arguments are meaningless. I prefer to discover new things and restore history shrouded in mist. Perhaps, I should not study history, but rather archaeology

On May 29th, Welch approached me and said he had obtained a notebook of the Fourth Age. My goddess, the notebook of the Quaternary! He didn't want to seek help from classmates in the archaeology department and asked me and Naya to interpret the recorded content. How could I refuse such a thing? Of course, I had to arrange it after my graduation defense. At this time, I couldn't be distracted

Seeing this, Klein's spirit was refreshed. Compared to the previous historical notes and conceptual debates, the newly emerged "Quaternary" notes are more likely to lead to the original owner's suicide.

The Quaternary period is the era before the current "Black Iron Age", and its history is full of confusion and many deficiencies. Even the unearthed tombs, ancient cities, and literature are very few. Historians and archaeologists can only rely on the ambiguous and religious texts of the Seven Great Churches to barely piece together a bit of the "original appearance" and know the existence of the Solomon Empire, Tudor Dynasty, and the Trondhorst Empire.

Klein, who is determined to break through the fog and restore history, has little interest in the more mythological and legendary "First Three Periods", only cares about the Quaternary period, also known as the "Age of the Gods". His excitement can be imagined.

Hey, at first glance, the original owner values interviews and is worried about future employment, but it's not necessary... "Klein couldn't help but sigh.

Currently, universities are still very scarce, with the vast majority of students being children of aristocrats and wealthy families. As long as civilians enter, they will be discriminated against due to their status and will not be included in others' social circles. However, as long as they are not extreme and rely on group discussions, collective activities, and other things, they can still obtain a certain amount of network resources, which are quite precious!

For example, Welch McGovern was the son of a banker in Connston, a county in the Kingdom of Roon. He was straightforward and generous, and because he had long been in a group with Klein and Naya to do homework and reports, he habitually asked for their help.

Without much divergent thinking, Klein continued to read the notes:

On June 18th, I graduated. Goodbye, my Hoy University

On June 19th, I saw that notebook and after comparing its structure, roots, and other elements, I found that it is a variant of the ancient Kazakh language. To be more precise, for over a thousand years of history, the ancient Kazakh language has actually been evolving slightly

On June 20th, we deciphered the content on the first page. The author is a member of a family called 'Antigonius'

On June 21st, he mentioned 'Black Emperor', which is completely contradictory to the era derived from the previous content. Is the mentor's view wrong that 'Black Emperor' is actually the common title of every emperor in the Solomon Empire

On June 22nd, this family called 'Antigonius' seemed to have a prominent position in the Solomon Empire, and the note owner mentioned that he was engaged in a secret transaction with someone named Tudor. Tudor? Tudor dynasty

On June 23rd, I controlled myself from thinking about that notebook and not going to Welch's place. I have to prepare for an interview! This is a very important thing

On June 24th, Naya told me that they had gained something new, and I think I should go and take a look

On June 25th, from the newly interpreted content, it can be seen that the owner of the note accepted a mission to visit the main peak of the 'Hornaches' mountain range, to visit the' Night Kingdom 'located at the top. My goddess, the main peak of the Hornaches mountain range exceeds six kilometers. How can there be a country? How do they survive

Are all these strange things true on June 26th

At this point, the notes are over. Zhou Mingrui crossed over in the early morning of June 28th.

That is to say, the notes on June 27th actually contain that sentence... 'Everyone will die, including me'... "Klein turned to the page he first saw and made a slightly creepy judgment.

He felt that to unravel the mystery of the original owner's suicide, he should go to Welch's place and take a look at the content of the ancient notes. However, with rich experience in novels, movies, and TV dramas, he felt that if he went there, if things were indeed related, he would likely encounter unknown dangers - those who knew there were ghosts in the castle and even went to die were warning records!

It's necessary to go, avoiding will never solve the problem, it will only make things more and more tiring, until the levee bursts and completely drowns oneself!

Report to the police, did I say I committed suicide myself

Dong!

Dong Dong!

Suddenly, there was a rapid and powerful knock at the door.

Klein sat up straight and listened attentively.

Dong!

Dong Dong!

The sound of knocking echoed in the empty and lonely hallway of the floor.