Who am I?"

"Where do I come from?"

"What am I doing here?"

In the midst of the boundless emptiness and darkness, a consciousness raised a security-like question.

Gradually, that consciousness began to come back to its senses.

"I'm Fang Chang, and my name is Charles McCaden. ”

"I remember that I was in Mafia's study just now, according to Mafia's guidance, preparing to contact the power of the law, as if there was some strange feeling in the back of my head at that time. ”

"So what's going on now?"

At this time, Charles's consciousness had no five senses of sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch, and there was no trace of information from the outside.

"I'm not going to wear it back?!" Charles was startled, and then thought of a mummy-like vegetative man lying on a hospital bed, covered in various life-sustaining tubes.

"It shouldn't be possible......," Charles thought a little uneasily, "could it be that I just lay like this, and Diana came down from the sky to nurse me when there was no hope of healing and was about to turn off the ventilator?"

Charles suddenly remembered something, and he carefully muttered, "Come out, attribute board!"

......

Nothing happened, and there was nothing around him.

If he has a body at this time, then it is time to start breaking out in a cold sweat.

Immediately after that, he tried to mobilize his mental power, and that spiritual power immediately reacted, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

After calming down his emotions, Charles tried to use his mental power to probe outward, and if his mental power was useless, he tried other methods.

So he manipulated the massive amount of spiritual power to spread outward like a tsunami, and at the same time concentrated all his attention to feel any trace of information from the outside.

At the beginning, those diffused spiritual powers disappeared like mud cows entering the sea.

Soon after, Charles suddenly noticed that there seemed to be something in the place where the spiritual power was shrouded.

He hesitated for a moment, then continued to spread his spiritual power to the limit, and found that everywhere his spiritual power went, there was something that he couldn't put into words.

Then he began to calm down and slowly feel the strange things.

I don't know how long time has passed, maybe it's just a blink of an eye, maybe it's the time it takes for mankind to develop from the Stone Age to the Information Age, and Charles feels that those magical beings are gradually becoming clear.

Charles felt that there were countless magical beings around him, but that existence seemed hazy and clear, and he felt that there was a thin layer of window paper between him and this existence, and he was almost able to grasp the point.

He thought about it, so he changed his approach, focusing on a certain point, trying to break through with a point and an area.

I don't know how long it took, but Charles's consciousness flashed, and he finally caught that little feeling.

It felt like learning to ride a bicycle, and the presence in his consciousness suddenly became understandable.

He took advantage of this momentum to build on it, relying on this feeling to continue to study other existences.

Once you have the method, the rest of the work is much easier.

In the beginning, Charles was like a blind man touching an elephant, with only a sense of touch for these beings.

It didn't take long for these beings to manifest more information in his consciousness.

At the same time, his five senses were slowly recovering, and he felt that he could still see, hear, smell, and taste these beings.

Gradually, Charles began to understand the meaning of these existences, and his heart was shocked.

The law appeared in front of him in a form that he did not expect.

"What the hell is this?"

When Charles felt his five senses regain, he felt like he was floating in the universe, and the beings he saw in front of him were like folders in his computer.

The laws of this world are displayed before his eyes like folders and documents inside.

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Strange ceiling ......

Charles didn't know when he woke up, he was looking through the papers, and suddenly woke up when he was fascinated.

The sun was shining through the window and it looked like the weather was nice.

He moved his hands and feet, and found that his whole body was a little weak as if he hadn't exercised for a long time.

After a few moments he sat up and found himself in a warm bedroom with firewood burning in the fireplace, dressed only in close-fitting clothes and covered with a warm and cozy duvet.

"Awake?"

A crisp voice sounded by the window, and Charles turned his head to see the girl-like Mafia sitting there, holding a book in her hand.

Charles nodded, and then Mafia tapped the brass bell on the table, and it wasn't long before the butler Cesare walked in.

Cesare was pleasantly surprised: "Master, you are finally awake!"

Charles scratched his head and asked, "How long did I sleep?"

Cesare replied, "You've been sleeping for ten days. ”

"The day after you entered the castle, the seal outside the castle was broken, and we knew you had succeeded. ”

"Then I found you in the study, but you were unconscious, so I brought you here. ”

"Then your friend Miss Yaffie came, and she checked on you and said you were all right, and that she had been taking care of you all these days. ”

Charles turned his head and said to Maffia, who had reversed her name, "Thank you very much......"

Mafia waved her hand at him and said, "You go take a shower and eat something first, and I'll wait for you in the study." ”

Charles, who had slept for five days, ate and drank Lazar and then took a bath, and during the meal Cesare reported to him on the work of the place.

The work here has been carried out in a regular manner for a long time, the farmers have sown and harvested according to the season, and the most important work of the year, the winemaking was completed shortly before the "death" of Mafja, and the tax due has been paid.

Seeing that there was nothing important, Charles told Cesare to go on as usual, and the villagers went about the winter as usual, waiting for the wool business to be over for a while.

After packing himself up, Charles went to the study, where Mafya was already waiting for him.

When Charles sat down, he found that Maffia had already made a pot of tea, which he had brought to him.

Mafia asked Charles straight to the point, "Did you see anything interesting?"

Charles nodded.

Mafia said to him, "The law is different in everyone's eyes, and some people see the law as a book on a shelf, a scroll, and a box in a cupboard, and anyway, it appears according to the idea that is most understandable to everyone. ”

Charles breathed a sigh of relief, he thought he was in a world similar to The Matrix, and then he saw the program of this world himself.