The time traveler Zhou Mingrui, or the current Klein Moretti, suddenly shrank to the limit, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
His eyes were full of disbelief, and even the fingers holding the yellowed pages of the book were obviously harder, so that the palms of his hands were trembling slightly.
This kind of performance also fully showed the depth of his heart, and what a huge wave it was causing at this moment.
That is to say, he has his head lowered like this now, his face is covered by shadows, and the narrow room is only illuminated by gas lamps. In addition, Mr. Neil is still chattering about his research results and explaining
Following his own decoding ideas, he proudly and happily shared his experience, so he didn't notice Klein's strange behavior.
——It’s really square characters, it’s simplified Chinese that can be read smoothly...
——It’s not a strange symbol created by coincidence, it’s the product of a specious misunderstanding...
Klein took a deep breath and tried to calm down, at least not to get so excited that his hands shook and he tore up the diary.
This is indeed the diary of Emperor Russell. Old Neil's guess is correct, but the old gentleman can only guess and infer, but he can directly read the contents of the diary without any hindrance, thus confirming this fact...
...that old man who made a splash in history was actually a time traveler! The kind who traveled through time much earlier than he did!
This discovery is really astonishing. Even though there have been such speculations and suspicions before, the impact and shock brought by confirming the facts are nothing less...
Klein's mind went blank for a short time. After he came back to his senses, his heart was racing and he could hardly control himself.
Although he only traveled through time around early yesterday morning, in just two days, too many things happened, and the amount of information was so large that it exhausted him mentally and physically... In this situation
Next, I suddenly found that although I was a stranger in a foreign land, I was not alone. There were fellow villagers who had the same experience. You can imagine what kind of mental stimulation buff you would get.
Even if that fellow countryman lived much earlier than me, he is no longer here...
But just knowing that such an example has existed is already very reassuring and boosts morale!
——The date is January 3rd...
——From the time when I was a consul to this article, I said I haven’t written a diary for at least half a year...
——That is to say, this diary should have been written by the fellow countryman in 1174...
Klein's mind was spinning rapidly, and he quickly wrote down the key points recorded on this page of the diary. His eyes were on the "Third Mystery Society", "The Lord of the Mysteries", and "The Battle between Two Great Gods".
"As the key words passed by, I felt somewhat unclear. As a newbie who has just accepted the existence of the mysterious field, this information is still a bit too high-end, but has no real sense.
He opened the second and third pages of the yellowed diary and saw another date.
The former was a page of strange records. Except for the date at the beginning, the content read completely nonsense. Klein frowned and read it subconsciously for several seconds before he suddenly realized that this was probably not forged by future generations.
A piece of diary record, the fonts were pieced together randomly, and the movable type was brushed randomly, which led to this result.
This made him laugh and cry, but also felt a little angry.
After all, now is the time when I need the intelligence support from my fellow villagers the most. As a result, the counterfeiting industry in this world actually ambush me... It seems that no matter what kind of world we are in, the counterfeiting industry will always be so vibrant. Energetic.
Fortunately, the content on the third page is relatively powerful. On this page of records, first of all, the fellow lamented that he should have chosen the three paths of "apprentice", "divineer" or "thief". It's a pity that there is no way to go back... The reason is why, I didn't say this, but it made Klein remember this.
And in the subsequent records, it is the fellow who hates his own children -
By the way, I mentioned the key points about the potion system.
It’s not mastering, it’s digestion! It’s not digging, it’s acting!
This surprised Klein even more, especially the precious information at the end, which was the information he needed most at the moment. It made him feel as if the clouds had cleared up and the sun suddenly appeared, and his heart could not help but beat fast.
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About half an hour later.
Stepping out of the Blackthorn Security Company, Klein raised his eyes to the sky and took a deep breath.
Until now, he still felt that his emotions were a bit out of control, and Old Neil almost noticed that something was wrong, but fortunately, he reacted quickly and found an excuse to cover it up.
——That Emperor Russell is indeed his fellow countryman, and he has indeed gotten involved in the mysterious field...
——It seems that the diary he left behind is definitely priceless. It is a record left by a time traveler who once became the emperor of Intis, and only he can understand it...
I have to say that the allure of this seemingly easily accessible treasure was too great. At this moment, Klein wished he could collect all Russell's diaries immediately and read them carefully.
It's a pity that this matter is not that easy and requires long-term planning.
After all, according to the information obtained from Old Neil, it seems that Russell's diary is not that easy to collect. It seems that Old Neil is so interested in it and wants to make some achievements in it, but he only collects it. So many diaries.
And according to what he said, there should be other cathedrals or dioceses. Does this mean that most of the Russell diaries that can be found are probably in the hands of some systematic organizational forces?
It seems that thinking about it, even if it cannot be cracked temporarily, it is estimated that many people are aware of what it may be. They cannot be sure about anything else, but they can be sure that there may be immeasurable value behind this diary. Naturally, it will not be released easily, but it will try its best to crack it... So what should we do?
Maybe the organization I established on top of the gray fog by accident yesterday afternoon can come in handy?
Although at present, even if I include myself, that organization only has three people.
At this moment, Klein's thoughts were rambling, and he quickly thought of the channels he was most likely to use.
Just yesterday afternoon, he tried to perform a ritual to see if the ritual that seemed to help him travel through time could bring him back. As a result, he entered a boundless mysterious gray fog, and He accidentally triggered some unknown mechanism, which pulled the consciousness of two people into that wonderful space.
Fortunately, those two people didn't seem to be big bosses. In addition, he reacted quickly enough and had strong psychological quality at that time, so he didn't show his stage fright. He also got inspiration from the divination in the morning, and the blessed soul called himself "The Fool"——
While he managed to stabilize his position just right, he also became the controller of a secret organization in a mysterious way.
Because he is already a member of the Church of the Night, so this kind of development makes Klein feel a little guilty. But in such a blink of an eye, he seems to have to consider how to make good use of this advantage...
It can be said that people's adaptability is very strong, and you don't know how far you can achieve it unless you push yourself.
"Huh, let's take it one step at a time... at least I'm not alone."
Klein took a long breath, feeling somewhat confident in his heart.
By the way, I almost forgot, he still had a "huge sum" of 12 pounds on him... He suddenly remembered something and hurriedly touched his pocket.
Since he had no change and was unwilling to take the risk of walking a long way back with a "huge sum of money", the cautious Klein decided to buy some necessary items first and find the gold pounds on him. He raised his head
, looking around in this relatively unfamiliar street, and when his eyes glanced at the end of the street corner, his eyes lit up slightly.
There happens to be a clothing store there, just near the phone booth on the street. It doesn't look big, but it looks very clean and tidy, and it's also very exquisite. It has a vague style of a clothing store in the past world.
At least it looks pleasing to the eye... but while it is very professional, it doesn't give people the impression of being expensive, high-style, or unaffordable.
Ahem, the latter may also be a psychological illusion caused by his current wealth, which is somewhat inflated. In short, Klein feels that he can go and take a look.
When I walked into the clothing store, the light suddenly changed, but the change was very natural.
Compared with the brightness outside, the light environment inside the store looks very mysterious, but not dim. The space inside is also illuminated by elegant gas lamps. Generally speaking, it gives people a very soft and comfortable look and feel, which also sets off the atmosphere.
The space inside the store has a slight sense of mystery, as if it is covered with a veil.
"..."
"..."
Klein couldn't help but squinted his eyes. After Tong Kong adapted to the change in light, he could see clearly that there seemed to be no customers or waiters in the store at this time. The boss himself seemed to be behind the counter. That was a young man
The man, about twenty-five or six years old, fair and handsome, was reading the book in his hand with a calm expression by the light of the gas lamp.
"...Do you need to buy anything, guest?"
Hearing the noise, the young man casually put down the reading material in his hand and looked up at the guests at the door.
After seeing Klein, his blue eyes immediately fluctuated slightly, and a strange light flashed through him.
"Ah...well, yes, I need a cane."
Klein didn't notice anything. He just thought about it seriously and put forward his request. With a hint of testing the price, he gestured and said: "It's better to be harder and stronger."
As he said this, he quickly took a look at the decoration and environment of the store, and estimated whether his budget was consistent with such a consumption environment.
In fact, it’s not just walking sticks, but also formal wear, shirts, vests, trousers, etc. These are all within the budget and will be purchased sooner or later, but... it’s better to be cautious first and see what the price is.
Naturally, the first thing you need to buy is a cane. This is a gentleman's best self-defense weapon, a subspecies form of the physical holy sword.
Just like a folding stool, it can be brought into various situations openly and transformed into a murderous weapon when necessary.
"Cane? Then please come over here and take a look. We have several kinds here. You can choose..." The young man with blue eyes nodded after hearing this and walked out from behind the counter. He walked over to
On the shelf on the wall next to him, he reached out and took out a cane, then turned around and handed it over. "How about this one? Many gentlemen like this cane."
"Let me see……"
Klein walked over naturally, and the moment he reached out to take the cane, he glanced at the counter casually from the corner of his eye.
The next moment, he was stunned for a moment.
The reading material that had just been placed on the counter came into view. It was not until he got closer that he realized that it was not an ordinary book, but several yellowed manuscripts.
The regular square characters of large and small sizes were printed very neatly on the paper... The unfolding was so outrageous and fantastic that he suspected that he had seen it wrong, or was he dreaming?
——Wait, wait! It’s Russell’s diary again?!
——I was still having a headache just now because it was difficult to collect these things, but then I turned around and came across several pages of diaries like this... How on earth did I get so fat? Is it said to be a very rare item?
A series of question marks could not help but rise in Klein's head. He felt that he could not understand the world. Was it because Old Neil had too little knowledge and gave wrong guidance information, or was he just too lucky?
Woolen cloth?
"How is it? Are you dissatisfied?" the shopkeeper asked.
"Yes, I feel a little lighter. Is there anything else..." Klein's mind was still in a mess, filled with those diaries, and he could only answer this mechanically. He tried very hard to suppress it.
I wanted to keep my gaze from drifting in the direction of the counter, and tried to act as natural as possible, but... this was really too coincidental and too lucky!
So, the question is, what should I do to get them?
Wait, wait, is it possible for this kind of thing to appear in the hands of ordinary people?
Suddenly such a thought came to his mind, and Klein's body froze slightly. He subconsciously looked at the young man next to him from the corner of his eye, and saw that the other man turned around and took something off the shelf without paying attention.
New product: "If you don't meet the requirements, you can look at these two models here. They are harder and of course a little heavier..."
It seems normal, but of course it’s possible that you can’t see it…
Wait! The Blackthorn Security Company is at the other end of this street. It is the base of the official Beyonder organization under the Church of the Night in Tingen City. If there is a problem, it will definitely not be your turn to find it, right?
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Klein felt a little calmer. He pretended to compare the two new canes and chose the one he felt was more convenient. He felt that the price was reasonable.
After accepting it, he went to the counter to check out... While the boss was packing the canes, he took a quick look.
Confirmed that it is the diary of a fellow countryman!
He was overjoyed for a moment, then looked at the shopkeeper who was lowering his head to pack the goods, gritted his teeth, and then had an idea in his mind -
"Huh? Sir, these manuscripts of yours are very interesting. Where did they come from? I have never seen this kind of writing..."
Pretending to be curious, Klein made his tone sound calm and generous, and at the same time he looked like he was being attracted. He just put his hands on the counter, not hiding his curiosity at all.
Looking at the few pages of manuscripts behind the counter.
Hearing this, the young man who had always been relatively quiet raised his head and glanced at him. His blue eyes looked deep and his expression seemed to become very interested: "Do you think this is a kind of writing?"
Klein's eyebrows twitched. Oops, he seemed a little careless...
It seems that according to Old Neil, people all believe that the simplified Chinese in Russell's diary is a special symbol specially invented by Emperor Russell to keep the secrets he recorded... In other words, they all have preconceived ideas.
I think this is a special code, but I don't think it is a language that has not been discovered yet.
He tried very hard to control his expression, and all kinds of messy thoughts were running through his mind like lightning, and he said haha: "I think it's a bit similar, although I can't confirm it, but overall they are very similar to each other."
The independent style system looks very mature..."
After thinking about it, he chuckled and added: "Mainly because I am a graduate of the History Department of Huoyin University, and I often deal with various languages, such as ancient Fusac to Hermes.
I know a lot about them and have studied them specifically, so I may be more sensitive to words..."
At this time, any hasty denial would seem too suspicious.
So he simply nodded and admitted, saying that he indeed thought so - he just thought there was nothing wrong with it, right?
Coupled with the identity patch he put on, as a history graduate, he is curious in this regard and has some opinions of his own, which are all reasonable and reasonable development... The most important thing is that this identity is absolutely true and corresponds to
History skills are also subject to verification, so this statement is not far-fetched at all and there is no problem at all.
"I see, maybe your idea is correct..."
The young man nodded clearly, no doubt about him: "According to many people's guesses, this should be... the diary of a certain historical celebrity. Many people believe that it must contain very valuable information, and they have always wanted it.
No one has ever succeeded in cracking the mystery, but there are still many people who keep trying and never give up..."
Sure enough, he knew what this thing was, and it was probably not an ordinary person.
Is he an extraordinary person? Maybe the kind that is officially recognized and has a legal status?
Klein was a little hesitant at this moment, not knowing whether to continue the plan, but... the fellow's diary is too important! And only he can decipher it. At worst, he will be like Old Neil, doing research in an aboveboard manner.
As long as it doesn't reveal any specific results, it will probably not cause any trouble.
He made a decision in his heart, so he pretended to be surprised: "There is such a thing, I have never heard of it before... So, sir, you also want to decipher the secret of this?"
"..."
"..."
The air became quiet.
"I don't know if I want to or not. Maybe I want to pursue it more subconsciously."
After being silent for a long time, the young man sighed softly and fixed his gaze on those pages of the diary——
"I don't want to know the secret of his rise, I just want to understand his life and understand what kind of person he is... But I am also worried that he is not a perfect person to begin with. Maybe
After I learn more about him, his image in my mind may be directly disillusioned..."
Klein couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. It seemed that he was a loyal fan of Emperor Russell?
But in this case, it seems that my plan will go much smoother.
He coughed, cleared his throat, and said seriously: "Sir, it's useless for you to think so much now. Do you want to consider cooperating with me... If this is really a kind of writing that has never been seen before, then it
It’s really valuable for research and may become my next topic. And if I really succeed in interpreting it, you should be happy to see it.”
It's a very reasonable reason.
But the young man smiled, shook his head, and declined politely: "Sorry, I'll think about it..."
When he walked out of the store, Klein undoubtedly seemed a little disappointed, but he also knew that this was a normal result, and it was impossible for the other party to be persuaded by him so easily and hand over Russell's diary to him.
No, as long as the words are not dead, there is still hope!
He shook his head and cheered himself up again. When he walked to the corner phone booth, he turned back to look at the sign of the coat shop and firmly remembered the name of the shop that he had not paid much attention to at first.
"Shire's coat shop..."
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Outskirts of Tingen.
A house with a lawn, a garden, and a dark red chimney.
On the desk behind the bedroom window, there was an ordinary notebook, and a slightly pale hand knocked on the table angrily.
"Damn it, why do angels from the earth come to such a small place..."