Chapter 1 Your account has been logged in in another world (please read on)
New calendar year 163, the month of frost.
Farouk Kingdom, Noah Province, Rhine City, Zach Town.
The patrol team's temporary holding room was small and cramped, with green and dark gray mold covering half of the wall and a thick layer of dust on the floor.
The door of the room was a black iron fence tied with a chain, both of which were covered with rust.
Crown curled up in a corner of the room, thinking about a philosophical problem that has troubled mankind for many years.
'Who am I? Where do I come from? Where am I going?'
The roar of a steam engine came from afar, and his nose was filled with the smell of mildew and urine. Everything here reminded him once again that he had come to a strange world.
He is not from this world, or was not the day before!
In his previous life, he was just an ordinary programmer. After his busy work, he just liked to stay at home, play games, read novels and watch movies.
Who knew that last night when I was working overtime to modify the client's new requirements, I suddenly felt a pain in my chest and fainted.
When I woke up again this morning, I had traveled here as a reborn spirit, replacing the young man named Clown.
"It's time to eat," said a fat patrolman with a beard and a face full of flesh. He placed a wooden tray at the door and shook the chain hard.
The harsh sound of metal colliding brought Crown's thoughts back to reality, and the feeling of hunger surged like a tide.
He stood up, holding on to the wall, and staggered to the door.
The tray was covered in black spots, and its original texture was barely discernible.
On it was a piece of black bread and a glass of water, the edge of the ceramic cup had several cracks.
Crown brought in the bread and water through the gap in the fence, took a sip of water first, then grabbed the black bread with both hands and stuffed it into his mouth.
The black bread was mixed with sawdust and had a rough texture, which made him frown. He quickly took a sip of water and forced himself to swallow it.
"There was a case of evil spirit possession in a nearby village. The widow whose body was possessed by the evil spirit woke up and became a different person. She couldn't speak and didn't recognize her neighbors. The villagers found suspicious points, and the captain and the priest have gone to investigate and deal with it."
Evil spirit? What is that?
He paused in his eating and looked up, only to see the patrolman staring into his eyes with a scrutinizing look that seemed to penetrate his heart.
Fragments of memories surged out from unknown corners, and he felt like he had quickly experienced another person's life.
Crown: “.”
"I was caught right after I came here because of something unusual? Damn!"
This world is very similar to Europe in the Victorian era of the previous life, where steam engines were widely used and everything seemed prosperous.
But after a strange astronomical phenomenon many years ago in which a red moon hung in the sky and competed with the sun for brilliance, the world underwent strange changes.
The night became a paradise for monsters. Tangible and intangible evil spirits emerged from unknown dark corners. The monsters hidden in the crowd also revealed their true appearance and came out to hunt.
After a night, there are always some people who die mysteriously, either without a single wound on their body, or with their heads and bodies separated and their internal organs removed.
Some others disappear from the face of the earth, or their personalities change so drastically that their neighbors no longer recognize them.
These unexplained events are all classified as supernatural events.
Such incidents are not uncommon in the kingdom and are even on the rise, with a government agency set up to handle such cases.
The neighborhood where his predecessor lived, Skunk Street, was hit by an evil spirit incident last night. He was the only one alive among his family and neighbors on both sides.
When he was found, he was still in a daze after having just traveled through time. He could not answer any questions from others, which was why he appeared in the patrol team's detention room.
Zak Town is just a larger town, and there is no branch of the agency that handles supernatural events. Only the priest of the church is in charge. Otherwise, he might have been judged and killed.
"No matter how powerful the evil spirit is, it's easy to deal with it if it just possesses someone a few days ago. It's just a matter of a fire, right?"
The fat patrolman stroked his beard and spoke with a relaxed look on his face.
Another memory appeared in Crown's mind. Dealing with a person possessed by an evil spirit was really a difficult task. He had watched it before.
No one must discover that this body has a new user! Otherwise, the spectators will end up being the ones being eaten.
Crowne forced a smile on his stiff face: "My head is dizzy. I don't know why I don't have any memory of last night."
Having just integrated the unfamiliar memories, he could stammer a few words of the local language.
The fat patrolman had a meaningful smile on his face. He raised his eyebrows and said, "You just can't remember what happened last night? What's my name?"
Trying hard to recall the memories he had obtained, Crown felt the patrolman's name on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say it.
"It seems that there are no real survivors of this evil spirit incident. Enjoy your last supper!"
The patrolman shook his head regretfully and turned away.
'You have to give me some time to think about it!'
Crown stood up suddenly, holding on to the fence with both hands, but he could no longer remember the other person's name.
Judging from the patrolman's tone, they should be acquaintances.
'You have to say something.'
Crown suddenly recalled a hazy image. He once handed several pink test tubes to the patrolman!
The father of his previous life was an herbalist who knew how to make some medicines. That time, it was his father who asked him to deliver the goods to the patrolman.
"The goods that were delivered most recently were made by me. Is the result good?" Crown shouted.
Seeing the patrolman suddenly turn around, he calmed down a little and continued, "I must have been stimulated by something strong, but I feel much better now, and my memory is slowly recovering."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
There is no other way but to delay it for a while. At least, he cannot let the other party think that he has been replaced.
"You'd better recover your memory quickly. When the priest comes back tomorrow after dealing with the people possessed by evil spirits, he will screen you."
The patrolman looked at him deeply and turned away again.
'What should I do now? I don't want to be burned to death!'
Crown seemed to have lost all his strength, and fell to the ground, his eyes unfocused.
Suddenly, a translucent golden wall appeared in front of his eyes, with a few lines of small gray words on it, still familiar simplified Chinese characters.
[Faruq: 376/1000; Level 1] (You don’t remember much of this language, you can only say some common words)
[Herbalism: 392/1000; Level 1] (You can recognize some common herbs, and when a blind cat meets a dead mouse, you can even make a non-toxic potion.) [Shooting: 106/1000; Level 1] (You can pull the trigger skillfully, but whether you hit the target is not your responsibility!) What the hell!
Clown subconsciously stretched his hand forward, and his palm went straight through the wall.
The wall was not a physical entity, but merely an image occupying his retina.
Has the Crossing Welfare Gold Finger arrived? Haha, that's great!
Clown quickly accepted the matter of the golden wall. As a certain immortal, isn't it normal to have a golden finger when traveling through time?
As for whether there was a mastermind behind the scenes or whether he was just a guinea pig, he didn't care at all!
Even if there are shady interests, they will wait until the leeks are bigger and greener before harvesting them.
His more urgent task was to stay alive first and not be burned to death as if he were possessed by an evil spirit.
The cheat code was easy to understand, just like the proficiency levels in online games in ancient times. As long as he silently recited in his mind, a golden wall would appear before his eyes.
He said his name in a voice that only he could hear: "Crown Moya".
There was no change in the numbers on the wall regarding Farouk.
He thought for a moment, trying to squeeze out his memory, and when he came up with a brand new word, he recalled its pronunciation, its spelling, and then he read it softly.
A miracle happened. He was able to feel how to pronounce this word in the most standard way, its various meanings, and the several scenarios in which he himself mentioned this word...
He summoned the golden wall again, and the numbers on it had changed.
[Faruq: 377/1000; First level]
Serious practice can improve proficiency and gain new insights, which can promote the improvement of abilities and even help restore memory.
Crown's mouth stretched from ear to ear. With the golden finger, what was there for him to be afraid of?
Can't speak, can't recognize acquaintances? Not possible! It's just hard work! As a Taoist who has played the grandfather version of Greedy Blue Moon and has used tens of thousands of health charms in Biqi City to practice skills such as summoning skeletons and summoning mythical beasts, Clown said that he is hard work!
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