Under the light, Lin Sheng's face was a little solemn, and he lowered his head to carefully check the text that had just been translated.

Then I repeatedly opened the dictionary to check to see if I had any translation errors.

In the sound of flipping through the book, he checked it three times in a row, and he was sure that he was right.

"If it's really a swordsmanship codex, then the book I saw in my dream ....." Lin Sheng's heart shook a little.

He still remembered that the book was densely packed with a large number of clear words, and there was almost no repetition.

If that's true.....

A deep curiosity suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

"That's obviously a dream, how could it be???How could it be ??!" Lin Sheng pursed his lips, lowered his head and quickly continued to translate the following text.

The text he wrote down was a total of two paragraphs, with the cover in front and a small paragraph in the lower right at the back. I don't know what it's used for.

Soon, he stumbled across the dictionary to translate the rest of the textual meaning.

Fortunately, the ancient Chinese script is not difficult, and there are many experts in this field in China, and Lin Sheng is a little glad that he can buy a dictionary so easily.

After translating, he picked up the paper and shook it, and laid it flat on the table, his face changed inexplicably.

"What the hell is this ....."

Lin Sheng's expression was complicated.

He was 100% sure at this time that something was wrong with his dream.

The white paper spread on the table, with black characters on a white background, is clearly written.

'Level 2 Swordsman, Ravel's Handbook'

"Level 2 Swordsman..... What the hell is this..."Lin Sheng felt that his worldview had been subverted like never before.

He was silent, quickly crumpled all the translated papers, and then got up and opened the door quickly.

It was pitch black in the living room, and my parents hadn't come back yet.

He took a deep breath and walked briskly to the kitchen to wet the paper ball with the faucet.

In the sound of rushing water, Lin Sheng watched as the handwriting in the paper ball quickly blurred, was soaked, and finally turned into a faint piece of black, and he couldn't see anything.

He then threw the soaked paper in the trash, dried his hands, and left the kitchen to return to the bedroom.

Without washing, Lin Sheng directly took off his clothes and socks and got into the quilt.

He was anxious to test, to go back to yesterday's dream, to memorize a little more, to read that book, whether he could really read it.

And the nightmare from before.... I wonder if it will continue today?

"I hope I can still enter that dream...."Lin Sheng had some anticipation in his heart.

He completely lost his previous fear, closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, and cleared his brain.

Time passed little by little.

Lin Sheng's consciousness gradually began to blur, and in a daze, he seemed to hear that the security door in the living room was opened by a key and someone walked in.

There was no sound, no other movement.

Soon there were footsteps in the hallway, and then his bedroom door was pushed open.

Someone stood at the bedroom door and stared at him for a moment. He could clearly feel that the other party was standing at the door, looking at him with an inexplicable meaning.

"Is it Mom and Dad?" Lin Sheng guessed in a daze.

But soon, he didn't even know when the other party left. Consciousness fell into a deep sleep.

..........

..........

Grey manor.

Lin Sheng stood quietly in the hall, beside him was a fireplace with a half-human head. In front of it is a rectangular dining table with a worn tablecloth.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked left and right.

"I.... You're back??"

Lin Sheng felt a little incredible.

He thought he would have the nightmare he had before, and he was ready to fight against it.

But unexpectedly, he came here again.

"Here, what is it....!?" Lin Sheng searched all his memories, but did not find any of the contents of the manor in front of him.

"Dreams should be places I've seen before.

Many dreams are composed of the scenery, people and things I have seen before, but now, I don't feel familiar with this place at all..."Lin Sheng frowned.

He looked down at himself.

He was still wearing a long gray underwear. This is what he wears before going to bed.

"Even the lines that were hung out have been restored?" Lin Sheng raised his right hand, and the clothes at his elbow were hooked out with a thin line, which was perfectly presented here.

He paused, strode decisively, and walked straight in the direction of the study.

He had visited all the other places of the manor, and now he was most interested in the study, especially the book that was open on the table.

Quickly twisting open the wooden door, Lin Sheng quickly returned to the study where he had left last time.

The study is still the same as before.

Two mahogany bookshelves were filled with books, a low wooden table was stacked with a stack of books, a candlestick, and an open tome.

Lin Sheng approached in a few steps, sat down in front of the low table, and lowered his head to look carefully at the contents of the book.

The dense text and graphics are very clear.

"So real.... It's as if it's not a dream. Lin Sheng's heart was awe-inspiring.

To make sure if he was dreaming, he reached out and pinched the corner of the wooden table.

The tactile sensation is still the same as before, like a very thick cotton cloth, and you can't feel the sharpness of the corners at all.

It's just that what surprised him a little was that the touch of this test was much more real and delicate than the touch when he dreamed before.

"......" withdrew his hand, and Lin Sheng refocused his attention on the book in front of him.

The large paragraphs of Guren's text gave him a bit of a headache.

"I don't have a strong memory, at most I can memorize a little bit at a time, how much time will it take to read a page like this?" Lin Sheng was speechless.

After thinking about it, he still decided to ignore the rest and translate it little by little, maybe he would become proficient in flipping it later?

"Looks like we're going to have to go back to what we always do. In his previous life, he was engaged in the translation of ancient texts.

Fortunately, the status of the ancient Rainn script in this life is equivalent to that of the ancient English of the Earth period, although it is relatively obscure, but it can still be easily roughly translated into meaning.

Lin Sheng has done this work very skillfully.

"Just learn one more foreign language. If this book can really read ....."

The anticipation and curiosity in Lin Sheng's heart squeezed out violently like a spring.

He was really, really curious.

What exactly is recorded in this ancient book in a dream?

Is it really about ancient swordsmanship, as recorded on the cover?

Moreover, if this book can be read, then so many books on the shelf, can it also be translated and read in the same way?

Lin Sheng's heart was like countless ants crawling, numb and itchy.

Once he had decided, he began to memorize the first page of the book he had opened.

That book was also the book he had memorized last time, and this time he turned the first page and looked inside carefully.

Little by little, time passed.

Lin Sheng used the light source that he didn't know where to come from, and repeatedly recited a short paragraph on the first page.

Without knowing the meaning of the content, it is extremely difficult to memorize an entire ancient text.

But Lin Sheng was in this line of work in his previous life, and he was experienced, and soon, he memorized the entire paragraph on the first page according to his own skills and methods.