Barry went upstairs with the milk, and his room was in the innermost room, because it had better lighting, and it was remote, and the original liked it there because of his character.

Pushing open the door and seeing the furnishings in the room, there is a feeling that is both strange and familiar.

For the original owner, who had lived here for more than ten years, it was the first time for the newborn Barry to see his room.

The first thing you see when you enter the room is a black desk with several sheets of white paper and a black pen.

Their owners used to use them here to record what was happening every day.

Looking inside, there is a thick-looking bookshelf with both novels and some strange-looking book names.

The book "The Biography of the Knights of Adrian", I don't know if it's a family history, or if I bought this book because of the same surname.

However, there are still textbooks on it, physics, mathematics, chemistry, geography, etiquette, and other books, which are more than the subjects on earth.

These books occupy all three floors of the lower shelves, and those novels and biographical books are only placed on the top layer.

See so many books to study. Barry is not only somewhat headed.

Although I was admitted to a university on Earth, the university was abandoned for four years and I forgot all about it.

Although the original owner has some broken memories, these memories do not include these subjects, which means that Barry must learn from scratch.

Barry shook his head, ignoring the resentment in his mind about his studies, intending to check the rest of the room first.

It's a good idea to find the original Original's diary to learn more about what happened to the original owner in the past.

There was a leftover wardrobe in the room, and a large bed and two small cupboards next to the bedside, the wardrobe was full of clothes, and there was nothing to check.

However, a bedside table on the right caught his attention, because the bedside table was locked, and the diary of the original owner should be in this cabinet.

Thinking back to the remaining memories of his body, he found the key to the bedside table under the "Legend of the Knights of Adrian".

I inserted the key into the small lock, and it was very easy to open the cabinet.

When you open the drawer, you're greeted by a badge and a diary.

Barry reached out to pick up the journal, but the badge was on the journal and he had to pick it up first.

Barry took a closer look at the badge in his hand, a brass badge with a knight in a spear on it, charging.

Putting the badge in front of his eyes and looking closely, Barry found that the knight was not simply engraved, but sketched one by one.

If you look closely, you will find that the knight is carved out of miniature, and the traces of the armor on his body are clearly visible, and the hair of the war horse under the crotch is clearly visible.

Barry looked at the knight's head, wanting to see the knight's appearance, and when his eyes met the knight's eyes, he seemed to see two rays of light shooting out of the knight's eyes, straight into his own eyes, and Barry subconsciously closed his eyes in shock.

At this moment, a large amount of data streams surged in Barry's mind, like a tide, surging down the screen, and finally forming a stat bar.

Reopening his eyes, Barry's eyes lit up, and a curtain of light jumped out.

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Name: [Barry, Adrian]

Occupation: [None]

Title: [None]

Strength: [0.9], Dexterity: [1.1], Constitution: [0.9], Spirit: [1.5]

Skill: [None]

Passive: [None]

XP: [None]

Looking at the panel in front of him, Barry sighed a little emotionally, he called a lot of voices when he first crossed the system, and now you are finally here.

However, looking at this panel that is the same as a domestic third-rate game, Barry wants to complain very much: "I'm not dead from playing games, it's like that to get a game panel."

However, with no experience points, Barry didn't know how to operate the panel, so he had to put the panel system aside first.

Take a second look at this strange badge, after all, it was this badge that activated the system panel.

Putting this delicate badge in front of his eyes, a special light curtain appeared in Barry's eyes, this time not on Barry's personal physical attribute panel, but on the identification of this badge.

Strange Object: [Knight of Glory Badge] is sealed

Quality: [Epic]

Message Fragment 1: The emblem was once blessed, which allowed it to provide buffs to its owner in battle.

Information fragment 2: The charging knight legion was eliminated by the changing times, feeling the discouragement of the master, the badge itself gradually became dusty, and the magical power no longer existed.

Message Fragment 3: The Emblem is longing for a master, and perhaps you can use your courage and perseverance to reawaken it when the sun rises.

Barry looked at the badge in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little excited, this world didn't seem to be ordinary.

On the surface, it is just an ordinary society that has just entered the electric age, but secretly it may have a magnificent and extraordinary world.

If Barry's own system panel hadn't awakened, Barry would naturally want this world to fit into an ordinary world.

He can use the knowledge of his previous life to invent some items that have not yet appeared in this world, and live the life of a rich man in an ordinary life.

However, having seen the magic of the badge and learned about the existence of a transcendent world, how could Barry still choose that ordinary life.

Who didn't have a little secondary disease when he was young, and fantasized that he was different.

But as I grew up, I was crushed by the pressure of life, the pressure of my family, and the pressure of society.

They gradually realize that they are just an ordinary person, just an ordinary part of society.

Some people will say that plain is true, and honest life is the best, and those are their own excuses.

Putting it in the ordinary world is an excuse that it can't change its own class, and putting it in the extraordinary world hides the jealousy of extraordinary abilities.

No one will be willing to be ordinary, the so-called return to ordinary life, the person who said this has already enjoyed the prosperity and wealth of the world.

It's like a rich person saying they don't love money, and a good looking person saying that the suitor is all about their appearance.

But if you want to take their money and make them look ordinary, they will never agree, and will even die to protect what they say they don't like.

Stroking the badge that was not so smooth, looking at the slight rust on the badge, Barry planned to clean the badge, after all, it was the first magical item he touched.

Walking downstairs with the badge and finding that the light in his parents' room has been turned off, Barry changes his plans to scrub the badge in the kitchen badge, fearing that he will wake up the Ronalds and lead to himself being held accountable and lectured.

I picked up a small basin of water in the kitchen and walked back to my room softly in the dark.

Turn on the small lamp on the bedside table, place the basin on the bedside table, and then move the chair next to the desk, intending to wash the badge carefully to make it shiny again.

I brushed the small brush in the basin for a few minutes, but I didn't see any reduction in the rust on the badge.

The water in the basin looked a little cloudy under the light, but Barry could determine that the reason for the cloudiness was definitely not the dirt on the badge, but the reason why his own hands had been stirring in the basin for too long.

"It seems that the original owner should have cleaned the badge, and all the rust that can be removed has been removed, and the remaining rust should not be removed by ordinary methods."

With this in mind, Barry also gave up on the idea of scrubbing the badge clean tonight, putting the basin back into the kitchen and wiping the badge back with a towel hanging from the washbasin.

Putting the badge back in the drawer of the bedside table, Barry planned to sleep first tonight to recuperate and see if he could complete the badge unsealing ceremony tomorrow morning.

While placing the badge, Barry saw the journal in the drawer again.

"The sudden appearance of the system panel and the magical badge almost made me forget that I wanted to look through the original owner's diary in the first place."

I looked at the alarm clock at the bedside, and it was about half past nine. Because this world has just entered the electric age, there is not so much nightlife, and people still rest very early. Barry's parents, for example, fell asleep before nine o'clock, and the poor went to bed even earlier because there was not enough money to pay for the kerosene that illuminated the darkness.

The diary was carefully taken out of the drawer, this is a very delicate notepad, the thick and delicate skin preserves the paper inside, but also protects the contents of the record.

I opened the journal and the title page read: "I will use it to record what is happening around me, both good and bad." ”

The handwriting on it is very neat, which also represents the importance that the owner attaches to the diary.

The writing of this world resembles the alphabetic language of the West and is known as the lingua franca.

These are the three most powerful nations, and the language used for everyday communication in modern times has been written down for less than a hundred years.

There is also a Latin language to choose from, called Coptic, which some adventurers and archaeologists like to use to record what they see, and which is also used by churches for rituals and worship.

Open the first page of the journal, the top date is June 23, 132 Dawn.

The Dawn Era is the aftermath of a world war, in which countries suffered heavy casualties and the entire human society fell into misery. In the end, the countries decided to stop the war and use peace to allow human civilization to develop together.

Since that year, countries have used the Dawn Era to commemorate the year of peace, hoping that people will cherish the hard-won peace and tranquility.

The year in which the peace treaty was signed is also known as the first year of the Dawn Era.

It was with the advent of the Dawn that various nations decided to communicate in a common language.

There used to be different languages in different countries, and non-specialists couldn't understand those dialects at all.

Wise men believed that the same language could dissolve the barriers of communication between people, so that the friction caused by language in different places was greatly reduced.

In the third year of the Dawn Era, the lingua franca and the lingua franca were born.

Countries have forced people to learn the lingua franca, and more than 100 years have passed, and human society has basically spoken the same language and written the same language.