After resting for half an hour, Zhou Mingrui, who had already thought of himself as Klein, eased up, during which he found that there were four more black dots on the back of his right hand, which happened to form a small square.

The four black dots faded from deep to faded quickly, but Klein knew that they were still hidden in his body, waiting to be awakened.

"Four o'clock, square, is it the correspondence of the four corners of the four staples? I don't need to prepare the staple food in the future, I can go straight to the pace and the incantation?" Crane had a vague guess.

This may seem good, but there is a little more strange origin on the body, and the lack of understanding of "things" is always scary.

Thinking of the inexplicable magic on Earth that could work here, the strange passage in his own sleep, the mysterious, psychedelic, and unknown world of gray fog, and the whispers that wandered around in the "ritual" and made people almost crazy, Klein shivered uncontrollably, shivering in the heat of the end of June.

He once heard the saying, "The oldest and strongest human emotion is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is the fear of the unknown", and now he has a deep understanding of the fear that comes from the unknown.

Unprecedented, uncontrollable, he had a strong urge to get in touch with the mysterious realm, to learn more, to break the unknown, and also to bury his head and pretend that nothing had happened.

The sun was shining outside the window, spreading a layer of "gold dust" on the desk, and Klein stared at it as if he had touched a trace of warmth and hope.

He relaxed a little, and immediately felt a tidal wave of exhaustion welling up.

Last night's sleeplessness, the consumption just now, made his eyelids heavy like lead white, and he couldn't stop drooping.

Shaking his head, Crane reached out and propped himself up on the edge of the table, and without bothering to put away the rye bread placed in the corners, he staggered to the high and low bed, and as soon as he lay down and touched the pillow, he fell asleep.

Gollum!

Hunger woke Klein, and he opened his eyes with a burst of refreshment.

"Except for the headache, it hurts a little. He rubbed his forehead and sat up, thinking that he could now eat an entire cow.

He straightened out the folds of his clothes as he returned to his desk and picked up the silver-white pocket watch with arabesques.

Syllable!

The lid popped open, and the second hand ticked and ticked.

"Twelve-and-a-half, I slept for more than three hours......" Crane swallowed and put his pocket watch in his linen shirt pocket.

In the Northern Continent, the day is also divided into twenty-four hours, sixty minutes per hour, and sixty seconds per minute, and whether each second is the same length as the Earth, Klein does not know.

For him, at this moment, even words such as occultism, rituals, and the world of gray mist could enter his mind, and the most important thing at the moment was food, food!

Only when you are full can you figure out a way!

Without hesitation, Crane took back the rye bread from the four corners, flicked off a little dust, and planned to take one of them as a staple for noon.

Because there was a custom in his hometown to share the offerings after the sacrifice, and the four rye breads did not seem to have changed, he felt that he had to be thrifty when he only had five pennies left in his pocket.

Of course, this also has the subtle influence of the original owner's memory fragments and living habits.

Because gas was so expensive that it was distressing to use for lighting, he moved out of the stove and added some coal, while Klein paced back and forth, waiting for the water to boil.

That rye bread will choke when eaten dry!

"Hey, do you have to live a life of black bread in the morning, black bread at noon, and meat at night...... No, if it weren't for Melissa thinking about my upcoming interview, I would only be able to eat meat twice a week......" Klein, who had nothing to do and couldn't think about serious questions because he was hungry.

Thinking of the pound of lamb, his eyes seemed to turn a little green when he looked at the cupboard.

"No, no, I'll have to wait for Melissa to eat it. Crane shook his head violently, rejecting the idea of cutting half of it first and doing it now.

As a single dog wandering in a big city, although he mainly eats outside food, his basic cooking skills have been honed, which is not delicious, but it is enough.

Turning around, Crane was about to be out of sight, and at this moment, he suddenly remembered that in addition to meat, he also bought tender peas and potatoes in the morning!

Instant inspiration, Crane twisted back like a whirlwind, rushed to the cupboard, and took out two of the few potatoes.

He first went to the communal bathroom to clean the skin of the potatoes, then put them directly into the pot and boiled them with water.

After a while, he took the spice box out of the cupboard, lifted the lid, and sprinkled a little yellowed and coarse salt into the water.

After waiting patiently for a few more minutes, Klein lifted the kettle, poured the soup that was not soup into several cups, poured it into a large bowl, and finally forked out the two potatoes and placed them on the table.

Call!

He peeled a little skin and blew on his hand, and the aroma of boiled potatoes diffused little by little, arousing the appetite.

Saliva secreted wildly, and Klein didn't care about only half of it, and he didn't care that the potatoes were still a little hot, so he picked it up and bit it hard.

Klein's heart was instantly full of emotion, and he gobbled up two potatoes and even ate some skins.

It was only at this time that he picked up the big bowl and took a sip of the "soup", and the faint smell of salt washed away the hair shaft in his mouth.

"When I was a child, I loved to eat like this...... Klein, who padded his stomach, sighed silently, while breaking the rye bread and soaking it in the "soup" to soften it.

Perhaps the previous "ritual" consumption was too great, and he ate two of them, a whole pound.

Drinking the "soup" and cleaning up, Klein felt completely alive, experiencing the joy of being born again, and enjoying the splendor of the sun.

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

"You can't escape, you have to find a way to get into the mysterious realm, and become the extraordinary in the mouth of 'justice' and 'hanged man'. ”

"Overcome the fear of the unknown. ”

"The only way to do this is to wait for the next 'gathering' to see if we can hear the recipe for the 'audience' potions, or some other mystical knowledge. ”

"There are four days left until Monday, and before that, we have to face up to the problems of the original owner himself, why he committed suicide, what happened to him......

Unable to travel back, Klein, who patted his ass and left, picked up the open notebook, intending to rummage through any clues to see if he could complete the mutilated memory fragments.

Obviously, the original owner has the habit of taking notes, and also has a hobby of taking notes as a diary.

Klein clearly knew that the cabinet that served as the right leg of the desk was full of finished notebooks.

This book has been used since May 10th, and the first one is mostly related to the school, involving the tutor, and involving the content of knowledge:

On May 12, Mr. Azik mentioned that the lingua franca of the Byron Empire in the southern continent also derives from the ancient Phrsak, a branch of the Giants. Why is this so? Could it be that all spiritual beings used to speak the same language, no, that must be wrong, even in the Apocalypse of the Night and the Book of Storms, in times older than the ancient, the giants were not the only masters of the continent, there were elves, and xenos, and dragons, well, it's just legends, just myths. ”

......

On May 16th, Senior Associate Professor Cohen and Mr. Azik discussed the inevitability of the steam age, Mr. Azik believes that this is accidental, if it is not for the sudden appearance of Russell the Great, maybe the northern continent is still the same as the southern continent, still in the era of cold weapons, the mentor thinks that he emphasizes the role of the individual too much, he believes that with the development of the times, there is no Russell the Great, and Robert the Great, in short, the steam age may be late, but it will definitely come. I just feel that there is no point in arguing with them, I prefer to discover new things, to restore history that will be shrouded in fog, perhaps, I should not have studied history, I should have read archaeology. ”

......

"On May 29, Welch approached me and said he had obtained a copy of the Fourth Age notes. He didn't want to ask his classmates in the archaeology department, he wanted to ask me and Naya to help interpret the contents of the record, how could I refuse this kind of thing? Of course, it had to be arranged after the graduation defense, and at this time, I couldn't be distracted. ”

Seeing this, Klein's spirits lifted, compared with the previous history reading notes and conceptual debates, the new "Quaternary" notes are more likely to lead to the suicide of the original owner.

The Quaternary period is the era before the current "Black Iron Age", and its history is full of fog and many omissions, even the unearthed mausoleums, ancient cities and documents are very few, and historians and archaeologists can only barely piece together a little "original appearance" with the help of the vague theological texts of the seven churches, which are mainly based on faith education, and know the existence of the Solomonic Empire, the Tudor Dynasty, and the Trenthorst Empire.

Crane, who is determined to break through the fog and restore history, has little interest in the more mythical and legendary "First Three Ages", and only cares about the Quaternary Period, also known as the "Age of the Gods", and his excitement can be imagined.

"Hey, look at it this way, the original owner values interviews and worries about future employment, but it's not necessary......" Klein couldn't help but sigh.

At present, universities are still very scarce, the vast majority of students are the children of nobles and wealthy families, as long as civilians enter, even if they are discriminated against because of their status, they are not included in other people's social circles, but as long as they are not extreme, relying on group discussions, collective activities and other things, they can still obtain certain network resources, quite precious network resources!

For example, Welch McGovern is the son of a banker in Conston City, Maritime County, the Kingdom of Rune, who is bold and generous, and because he has been in a group with Crane and Naya for a long time to do homework and make reports, he habitually asks them for help.

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

"On June 18th, I graduated. Farewell, my Hoy University!"

"On June 19th, I saw the notebook, and after comparing the structure, roots, etc., I found that it was a variant of the ancient Phusak language, or more precisely, the ancient Phusak language has been evolving slightly for more than a thousand years. ”

"On June 20th, we deciphered the first page by a member of a family called Antigonus. ”

"On June 21, he mentioned the 'Black Emperor', which is completely contradictory to the times deduced from the previous content, is the mentor's opinion wrong, 'Black Emperor' is actually the common title of every emperor of the Solomon Empire?"

"On June 22nd, the family known as 'Antigonus' appeared to have a prominent position in the Solomonic Empire, and the owner of the note mentioned that he was making a secret deal with someone named Tudor. Tudor?

"On June 23rd, I kept myself from thinking about the notebook, not going to Welch, I was going to get ready for the interview!

"On June 24, Naya told me that they had something new and I thought I should go and see it. ”

"On June 25th, judging from the newly interpreted content, the owner of the note accepted a mission to go to the main peak of the 'Honaches' mountain range to visit the 'Night Country' at the top, my goddess, the main peak of the Honaches mountain range is more than six thousand meters, how can there be a country?

"On June 26th, are all these strange things real?"

At this point, the note is over, Zhou Mingrui crossed over in the early morning of June 28.

"In other words, the note from June 27 actually has it, and it is the sentence ......'Everyone will die, including me,'......" Klein flipped to the page he first saw, and made a slightly creepy judgment.

He felt that in order to solve the mystery of the original owner's suicide, he should go to Welch and read the contents of the ancient notes, but he had a wealth of "experience" in novels, movies, and TV series, and he felt that if he went, if the matter was indeed related, he would probably encounter unknown dangers - those guys who knew that there were ghosts in the castle and still went to die were warning records!

But if you don't go, you can't do it, and escaping will never solve the problem, it will only make things more and more tiring, until the embankment bursts and completely drowns itself!

Call the police? You can't say I committed suicide, right......

Boom!

Knock knock!

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

Crane sat up jerk and listened.

Boom!

Knock knock!

A knock echoed through the empty hallways of the floor.