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Chapter 8 This is not anticlimactic

How to describe it...

It's like you just bought a new car, but you didn't even get the license plate, and the insurance salespeople have already started calling and harassing you.

Saying these two things are not related...

——Who would believe it!

Look at what you are experiencing now as well.

Traveling through another world, and then using the knowledge of earth civilization to pass the test, and getting a "precious cultural relic" also from the earth, this in itself is an event worth thinking about.

Not to mention the previous 'Ronald', who noticed something was wrong around him before he got this body...

Just now I felt that the test in the fantasy world ended too suddenly, even a bit anticlimactic.

But now it seems that I may have to take back this evaluation.

"Okay, accept the identity."

"Anyway, I need to change my clothes again."

As he muttered, Yang Siming came to the closet with some familiarity, and took out the set of clothes that he had already 'worn' from the closet according to his previous memory. Everything was exactly the same as in the fantasy.

Change your clothes and straighten your wrinkled collar.

Facing the dressing mirror illuminated by dim candlelight, Yang Siming nodded with satisfaction.

"Now......"

"I am Ronald Adler."

"By the way, he's still a knight."

To be honest, he wouldn't mind changing his name.

Not only was he forced by the reality of survival, in fact, he had traveled to Umred in Maharashtra, India, as early as when he was collecting Maurya dynasty documents.

At that time, the Indian man who held power but spoke Hinglish and forcibly interpreted his Chinese pronunciation of his name made him accept everything.

Even when he was exposed to the weirder Scottish-accented English later, he felt that there was no problem...

Finally, move your hands and feet to make sure you have no physical problems.

Ronald simply picked up the candlestick from the table, then pushed open the door and strode outside.

Apart from myself, there are at most two maids in this house.

One is Veronica whom he has 'seen', and of course he will recognize her if he meets her; and if he meets someone he doesn't recognize, it will only be another maid named Marianne in the notes.

If you can't even deal with this situation, then you might as well die in this room.

"etc......"

I was just about to leave the house.

But before his footsteps fell, Ronald stopped.

After thinking for a moment, he turned back and put the notes on the desk into his arms, and then began to explore the house.

In the dark night, time is passing.

Carefully standing on tiptoes, Ronald's footsteps landed on the wooden floor without making a sound, like a ranger holding a candlelight, carefully wandering around the villa.

In less than an hour, the initial inspection work ended in silence.

The entire house was the same as what he had confirmed in the illusion before, and it was divided into three floors.

The bottom floor is fully functional. An waiting room, a reception room, a dining room, a kitchen, and a place where servants or guests live are all here. There are two locked rooms that look like warehouses, but the key in my hand does not fit.

So it cannot be confirmed.

On the second floor, there is the bedroom and study room where the owner and his family live, and there is even a special music room. However, since Ronald is the only one left in the Adler family, it is basically abandoned.

In addition, there are washrooms at the same location in the southeast corners of the first and second floors. These facilities are connected together by relatively primitive water pipes, forming a fairly adequate sewage facility.

As for the top three floors and the basement, there is only an empty attic and a small warehouse where debris is stored. They are not places where dirt can hide.

After all, night is not a suitable reconnaissance environment. The candlelight and environment severely limited Ronald's search skills.

But even so, he already had enough information.

A villa of this size is definitely not something that the original owner can build due to his current financial situation. Although the walls and furniture are properly maintained, it is still easy to see the ancient history. The ancestors were wealthy and now dilapidated, and the contents in the diary can be further understood from this.

Confirm.

The bookshelves in the study room on the second floor are quite substantial, but most of them are old. Whether it is the latest yearbook or the oldest dictionary, they all use the same font as the diary that Ronald reads. With the help of that string of mysterious characters,

With his language proficiency, he even briefly read the contents of the books.

--actually a so-called one-hour exploration activity.

It was in the study that Ronald spent the most time.

Most of the contents recorded in the books are myths, biographies, local customs, and have nothing to do with mysticism or magic. The only ones that can touch on these things may be children's fairy tale books that are almost worn out.

Ronald trusted his investigative abilities very much. After all, he had solved many problems with this ability before.

But based on the results of this one-hour investigation, except for myself who traveled through time, there was nothing in the villa related to the mysterious phenomenon, and the maids Veronica and Marianne who were supposed to be resting were also missing.

this......

Unreasonable!

Even if she is in despair, a maid like this who serves a noble should not disappear at night, let alone it is still a rainy night.

The room where the servants lived had obvious traces of life.

Having just experienced a mysterious incident, Ronald is now mentally very sensitive.

If he traveled normally, he could still find a reason to explain and convince himself that the maid might need to go out in an emergency.

but now......

Must be careful——

When reality becomes bizarre, it often means there is something special behind it.

Based on the clues I collected, if I let my mind go and speculated at will, there are too many possibilities that could lead to this situation.

What's even more ominous is that none of these assumptions is a good thing.

My thoughts are still confused, and the clue puzzle is not enough to reveal the puzzle.

Faced with this situation, Ronald made his own decision in silence - go out!

Now is not the time to go back to the bedroom, cover your head and fall asleep, and play psychological warfare with others the next morning.

No matter what, you must seize the time to get more information and maximize your chances of survival.

With this thought in his mind, Ronald was already walking towards the door of the villa.

There is rain gear on the porch, which we have confirmed before.

Abandoning the powerful metal frame umbrella used in thunderstorms, Ronald put on a plastic cloak and quietly opened the door of the villa.

"Plastic products look..."

Muttering in his mouth, Ronald wanted to praise this era of plastic products.

After all, under this kind of productivity and consumption structure, it is definitely a good thing with a small probability to own a plastic cloak.

However, the next second, the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

The reason is very simple -

As soon as he walked out of the villa gate, he saw the lights of the small town in the distance.

The town was brightly lit during a thunderstorm night.

Correspondingly, there were the stiff eyes under Ronald's eyebrows and the twitching corners of his mouth.

"This is not so interesting—"

"Can any man with outstanding computing power tell me how many primitive candles I need to light up an entire town?"

"Especially this is a damn rainy night!"


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