After finally coming back to his senses in a daze, Shade looked at everything in front of him with some confusion. The last second he remembered, he was helping his friend deal with his funeral affairs, and the next second he remembered, he was here.
This is a bedroom...definitely not a bedroom of the 21st century. The bright yellow light in the room is not very strong, and the darkened wooden floor is relatively clean, but the walls are already a little yellowed. There are piles of things piled up in the corners.
There was a stack of books, crooked as if they were about to fall over, and there were some metal pots and photo frames on the bookshelf next to the stack.
Those photos are all in black and white.
In addition to the oil paintings, there are two metal pipes on the wall. You can vaguely see that the buckles connecting the pipes are somewhat rusty. One of the thinner pipes branches off from the desk. The brown wooden desk is covered with pages.
, the drawers on both sides are half open, and the documents and papers inside can be seen.
On the desk, the desk lamp connected to the brass pipe is still shining, and the thick bell mouth of the desk lamp has a very novel style——
"Huh? Not electric light? Gas light?"
It is difficult to tell whether it is a gas lamp by observation, but the pipes attached to the wall and the wall lights connected to the pipes cannot be electric lights. The warm yellow light is not bright and can only illuminate the desk area.
, but it made Xia De feel warm inexplicably.
With this light, he saw the decorative oil paintings on the wall, the black and white single photo on the desk, and the newspaper unfolded in the shadow of the floor. He could not see anything on the newspaper clearly, but he could see that what was on it was not
Square characters, but letters.
With this sense of age, no matter where this is, this is no longer my hometown.
There was a smell of corruption in the air, but it was more like the smell of a funeral home. Shade remembered this smell, after all, a moment ago, he was helping his friend who unfortunately passed away...
"Do you remember everything I said?"
The voice sounded again, and Shade finally woke up from his trance. The young man reacted quickly and felt someone grabbing his right wrist. At this moment, his consciousness and body were completely integrated, and he thought of lowering his head.
He was sitting next to the bed in what seemed to be a men's bedroom from the 19th century. The bed was a four-poster bed, but only three sides were hung with curtains. The bed body and the visible parts of the headboard all shone with a metallic color under the bedside gas lamp.
The bedside lamp looked like it was being held up by a little angel. Shade was attracted by this exquisite shape for a moment.
The person holding his hand was the man lying on the bed. This middle-aged man, who was probably the owner of the bedroom, was wearing dark plaid pajamas, with everything except his head and right hand hidden under the quilt.
He had an obvious Caucasian face, but his eyes were sunken, his cheeks were drooping, and the right hand holding Shade's wrist was even scarier and thinner. With this look, he looked like someone who was about to starve to death. Shade even believed that once
If you speak a little louder, you will have to plead with the man not to die.
Shade didn't know anything right now and needed to learn about the situation from the man.
"So...this is time travel?"
He thought to himself that he had a general understanding of the current situation.
Fortunately, although the man on the bed was weak, at least he had no body spots on his body. Otherwise, Shade would really be worried about his current situation.
"Do you remember everything I said?"
The weak man on the bed asked for the third time. His brown eyes were sunk deep in his sockets, but he stared at Shade. Although Shade didn't understand why he had traveled here inexplicably, at least he knew that it was best at this moment.
To continue acting, you must at least understand the current situation and then make plans for the future.
He opened his mouth to speak, and then realized that what the other person spoke was not Chinese, nor any language he knew, but Xia De could understand it inexplicably. He wanted to answer in the other person's language, but he opened his mouth slightly, and he could hear
I understand but I can’t say it at all.
"No way? You can understand but you can't speak?"
For a moment, his ears felt ringing and his back itched due to nervousness. Being unable to speak the language of the inhabitants of the other world was not something he could have expected. This was the worst possible situation.
There was a buzzing sound in his head, and he immediately realized that the sound was not caused by his nervousness at all. He understood the voice in his head. It was a woman, a woman talking, and it was a murmuring sound:
[Sixth Epoch, Universal Calendar Year 1853, summer, the day when the silver moon shines, you came to this dark world. You understand that you need an identity, so you have to inherit everything in this inexplicable body. Now is the first step, go
Prove, prove that you can enter this world.】
"Tie......"
My instinctive reaction was that this was the legendary system, but I immediately realized that this was definitely not a system.
The woman's voice was unusually elegant and soothing, as if she was reciting poetry in a whisper, which made people intoxicated. But the language she used was different from Chinese and the language of the weak man on the bed.
The language is older and more profound, like the breeze of the ancient times, passing through the curtain of time and suddenly blowing to the present. The language itself is a concrete mystery. Even if he only understands the meaning of the language, Xia De seems to have seen the deepest.
dark.
Although Shade understood this second language again, just understanding this language itself made his head buzz and his new body's stomach also produced a nauseating reaction.
This is a feeling of mental oppression, and the language used by the voices in the head itself has extraordinary power.
"This is the language system of this world! What's in the head is not a system, it's what originally existed in the body!"
Shade made a judgment. While his pupils narrowed slightly, he made a more terrifying guess based on what he saw before him:
"The new world, this world that seems to be the Victorian Steam Age, is a world of extraordinary and mysterious existence!"
He is not the kind of person who doesn't accept the status quo. Now that time travel has appeared, the existence of transcendence is not completely unacceptable. But the first task now is to figure out the current situation, answer the man's questions, and figure out himself.
identity of.
So, Shade tried his best to use his own language to convey the message to the voice in his head:
"No matter who you are, please listen. I want to accept everything in this body, but I don't have the memory of this body, and I don't have the language habits of this body."
【Now, you have it.】
It was as if a brick was forced into the Tianling Gai and stirred maliciously a few times. Shade thought it was a miracle that he didn't faint.
He did not gain the memory of his original body, but was forced into some knowledge, knowledge about the "Northern Kingdom's universal human language, Drarian Kingdom". But this knowledge only existed, like a translator, and he did not
Can immediately understand and understand all slang, dialects, religious culture, allusions or language habits.
"Sorry sir, I'm in a bad state. Could you please repeat what you asked me to remember?"
Relying on this knowledge, he intermittently translated Chinese into the "northern human lingua franca" of the other world in his mind, and then deliberately spoke it in a translator's voice. The weak man holding Sha De's hand suddenly exerted force, it was hard to imagine
Such a thin wrist actually has such power:
"You're still like this, your brain isn't working very well...Okay, I'll say it again..."
It seemed that the original owner of the body was not smart, so Shade's words did not arouse suspicion for the time being.
"Shade..."
The way the names are pronounced is similar.
"I'm going to die. I knew I was going to die three months in advance, so I chose you from among the homeless. I changed your life, gave you a new name, and made you simple to read and understand some common sense. And when I die
After that, you will get everything from me, my detective agency, and all my property. But you need to do one thing for me, a very simple thing—"
Although his tone was very weak, his terrifying eyes were staring at Shade like a dying lone wolf. The terror in his eyes made foreigners who didn't understand this world feel a little bit in their hearts.
be terrified.
But Shade kept his breathing as steady as possible, but did not dare to look at him. It was not that Shade was afraid at this moment, but that from the words just now, he had a preliminary understanding of the situation of the original owner of the body.
Therefore, at this time, he should never look at the man, but should look away in fear. This is in line with the known character setting.
"Inherit my detective agency, no matter what you want to do with it, at least keep it open until September 5, 1853, three months later. At that time, you will receive a letter and take it back.
Burn it, and this is the price you pay for my entire inheritance."
His hand held Xia De's hand tightly. Even if Xia De pretended to struggle slightly according to his acting skills, he didn't think he could break free at all. The strength of the other party was really great:
"This is my only request, Sparrow Hamilton, to leave my inheritance to you, Shad Hamilton."