Chris sat in the place, trying to open his eyes, and found that all the colors were constantly changing, dark and light, both distinct and overlapping with each other. The various colors seem to be constantly refined, and finally they are transformed into thousands of colors, shining with a dreamlike light.

And in these rays of light, there seems to be a myriad of knowledge. These dense points of knowledge seemed to be covered with layers of mist, making him unable to see clearly.

At the same time, countless noisy murmurs rang in Chris's ears, and just hearing them made me feel painful, let alone understand the meaning.

Not only did the brain hurt severely, but my body also began to heat and swell, starting from the stomach, the flame seemed to flow along the blood vessels and meridians in the body. It burns the muscles and cells of the whole body.

Eventually, Chris fainted in the intense pain.

The next day, it was dawn.

Chris opens his eyes in pain to find himself lying on a soft bed with a retro poplar square table next to it and a gas lamp still lit on it.

Where is this?

Chris rubbed his head, which was a little swollen and slightly painful.

Hiss...... Chris immediately sat up from the bed and found that his wound had been bandaged and his broken rib seemed to have been rejoined. He was not wearing clothes stained with blood and mud himself, but a set of clean cotton pajamas that were significantly larger.

Chris suddenly found that his field of vision seemed to be much wider, and he seemed to be looking farther, and many small things could be seen clearly.

The sweat pores and texture of your own skin, the dust on the lamp, the ants in the corner of the wall in the distance......

Click!

The bedroom door was opened, and in came none other than yesterday's saviors, Bert and Bonnie.

Both brothers and sisters are blonde and blue-eyed, typical of the appearance of Irish nobles, although they are not very old now, but they both have some maturity that does not belong to this age.

Although Bert is only three years older than Chris, he is much taller than Chris, and already has some handsome silhouettes.

Dressed decently, inside is a white cotton shirt with a stand-up collar and an orange wool waistcoat with a floral plaid bow at the neckline. Outside was a black coat made of fine suede, but the waist and cuff length didn't feel like it fit, and it seemed to be a size smaller.

The younger sister Bonnie wore a yellow fluffy cake dress with skirts, but she did not have a breathless waist, her long blond hair was a little disheveled, and she wore a sapphire necklace with dazzling colors around her neck.

Even though she still has baby fat, it's also very cute. It can be seen that when he grows up, he must be a beautiful embryo.

The brother and sister were still wearing yesterday's clothes, as if they hadn't slept all night, their eyes bloodshot and tired.

"Oh, don't move, last night the doctor said you broke two ribs. ”

Bonnie hurried over to stop Chris's movements.

"Yesterday you fainted, and it was Bert who carried you into the house, and then I watched you until Bert brought the doctor. It took a busy night to finish the big and small injuries on your body. ”

Chris obediently didn't move, looking at the chattering Bonnie and the slightly steady and silent Bert, "Thank you for saving me twice." ”

"It's nothing, it's the pleasure of helping others. Bert said politely, without the superiority and arrogance of some rich and noble people who helped others, and a natural expression.

Bert turned to look at Bonnie, "Let him rest a little longer, and besides, it's time for us to go to bed." ”

As he spoke, he pulled Bonnie, who still wanted to say something, out of the room, and when he closed the door, he didn't forget to look at Chris on the bed, and reminded him understandingly: "Don't worry about your carriage, I don't see that it's locked, so it's parked in the courtyard." ”

Chris looked at the closed door, at the bandages and pajamas on his body, and felt a warm current rush to his heart.

It was the kindness he felt again in this slightly cold and numb world, except for old Cole. Thinking of Cole, his eyes a little sour, Chris began to carefully examine his body.

He felt like he wasn't the same as before.

Not a new bruise or two broken ribs, but an abnormality in his own brain, to be exact.

He can now clearly recall the events of his previous life, which is no longer a hazy memory, but a lot of details.

All the books he saw in his previous life, even if he had only read them cursoly, he could remember the contents accurately.

Not only a strong memory, but also understanding. Because many things that I didn't understand before can be smoothed by thinking about it.

If I go to take the college entrance examination now, wouldn't it be ...... Hee-hee......

Chris said happily in his heart, and then his expression became difficult, nine times out of ten, he would not be able to go back, and he would never see his family, relatives and friends again......

Ever since he came to this world, he has known that this world is not normal, the church, the gods, the supernatural events and myths and legends, as well as the weird fights that preceded it, and the corpses turned to stone......

I'm also abnormal.,A few dreams that can predict the future.,A ghost-like figure that I've often seen since birth.,Whispering whispers heard from time to time......

But he has never actively thought about this, so to speak, to avoid these problems.

For the first seven years, Cole gave him the greatest love and the only warmth in the whole world.

Neighbors, peers, people at the bottom, more or less indifference and even a touch of malice.

Because of poverty, because of hunger.

He didn't know if the whole world was like this, anyway the West End of Federenburg: apathy, insensitivity, vulgarity, confusion, poverty in the final analysis.

People's greatest kindness and love are left to their children, parents, and family members.

It is not morality that makes them fearful, but the law and even the gods of faith.

But how much warmth does the gods give to this world?

Chris has a lot of questions, so he never thinks about it, doesn't guess about the anomalies in this world, ignores the vague figures around him that come and go, and ignores the phenomena of his own physical abnormalities.

But today, this anomaly has intensified.

On top of that, he faced death today, and he felt pure malice in the face of the six thugs who were not too many years old.

Chris didn't want to run away anymore.

He wants to survive!

He wants to explore and unearth the anomalies of his own body, as well as the truth of this world.

In the evening, Chris reluctantly got up and went downstairs, and sat with Bert and Bonnie, who had already gotten up, at the table next to the hall on the first floor, eating the white bread that Bert had bought.

This is also the first time Chris has eaten the white bread of this world, and the delicate white bread is much better than the rough and unsightly rye bread. Of course, the price is also several times more expensive.

Through the conversation, Chris knew that it turned out that the two brothers and sisters were really from a noble background, to be precise, a nobleman who had fallen into despair.

They were without a mother since they were a child, and their father had a young and beautiful mistress, and the beautiful woman encouraged his father to marry her every day.

The young father was worried that after he married his mistress, his two children, who were only a few years old, might be abused by his stepmother, so he ignored the mistress's entanglement.

So the family, with a few servants, had a small estate and a few fields, plus many precious antiques and utensils handed down from their ancestors. Although he only barely maintained the dignity of the aristocracy, he had a good life.

However, just two years ago, their father listened to the continued encouragement of his long-time friend Wilder Fox, and his friend repeatedly made a fortune from the maritime trade.

Seeing the increasingly poor life, their father gritted his teeth and made up his mind, so he invested all the family's assets in a sea trade.

As a result, the ship was attacked by pirates on its way back, and although the people returned alive, all the cargo was looted.

Since then, his sluggish father has become addicted to gambling, drinking, and prostitution......

And not long ago, their decadent father also died in a drunken state.

Left behind a lonely brother and sister and a pile of bad debts. Their father owed a large sum of money for gambling and mortgaged his ancestral house and small estates and fields in the suburbs.

Bert sold the aristocratic mansion that had been passed down for more than ten generations to pay off the debts, and most of the valuable things in the family were taken by his father to gamble, leaving only a few precious antiques.