"pain!"
Finally breaking free from the endless darkness, Liu Peiqiang only felt that his eyelids were like a heavy iron curtain, and he opened his eyes with great difficulty.
In sight, there is a mottled wall, with bare and no posters and murals on it.
"I'm dreaming?"
He wanted to get up, but he felt his whole body was sore and weak without any strength.
Breathing became particularly difficult, and my whole body was light and as if I was lying on cotton.
His hands and feet were cold, and his mouth was full of dryness, as if he was swallowing sand, and he could not say a word.
The sight was blurred, and I could only vaguely see a very old and dilapidated room in front of me, a bit like the feudal period in the Middle Ages.
Who is kidding me?
Liu Peiqiang held the table and got up from the ground little by little.
There was a layer of fog in front of me, and I saw a cold metal tube-like object lying beside my feet.
It is over one meter long and has quite thick metal pipes and wooden handles.
It seems to be a sorcerer (Xian Four Sound) shotgun, a troll?
All the objects on the table seemed to be shrouded under a crimson veil, and looked particularly weird.
Looking up the window, you can see a bloody moon hanging on the black sky.
He withdrew his gaze in panic, sweeping over everything in the room, frozen on a mirror with simple patterns engraved around the table.
When you step forward, you can see an extremely strange face appearing inside.
Line robe, black pearl-like eyes, brown short hair with ears, slightly prominent nose, sunken eye sockets, thin and thin body...
Who is this - definitely not me!
As a real dead house, his eyes have long become highly myopic, and it is impossible to have such clear and transparent eyes.
Staying at home for many years and drinking the fat man's happy water every day makes him gradually become a standard fat man.
In other words, I was reborn through time and took over the body?
He instantly thought of this.
The next moment, a pain in my head was poured into an extremely huge torrent of information like a mountain collapse and a tsunami!
"I'm Zoro?"
Zoro Baimeng, a native of Yanan Town, is an ordinary 17-year-old boy.
My father was a soldier who brought him here from another war-torn place.
When I went to the battlefield again, I said, "When I finish this battle, I will take you to Wudong City to settle down", and then there was nothing...
I still remember that the enthusiastic residents said "Welcome to Yanan Town", and helped them settle here with great hospitality, and took good care of his father after he died in the battlefield...
Currently, we will learn cultural knowledge and basic medicine with the folklorist Buel, who is temporarily staying in the town...
...
At the end of the memory, there is a blur, so blurred that it can only be faintly filled with an extremely attractive special fragrance.
Then I had no impression and had no idea why I fell to the ground.
"What the hell happened? Who killed me?"
Liu Peiqiang - No, it should be called Zoro now.
Zoro Bymon!
With the help of the kerosene lamp hanging on the left side of the desk, you can see that his face in the mirror is extremely pale, white without any blood, as if he was dead.
How did I die?
Zoro looked at himself inside and always felt that everything was shrouded in endless fog.
This made him feel cold all over, as if he was being watched by a monster in the shadows, and he could be eaten in one bite at any time!
call!
The wind blew from outside, and the windows were not closed, allowing the orange halo of the kerosene lamp to sway with the wind.
At this time, his pupils shrank, and he stared at the desk in front of him, with a very simple footprint on it!
To completely eliminate natural death, it is obvious who will be killed!
Who killed me?
Strangely, this place is on the third floor, and there are still a bunch of stones below. Humans jump directly into such a high place and will be disabled even if they are not dead.
In addition, he, who possessed the hunting rifle, could not resist at all.
Don't forget that he has a soldier father who has mastered shooting skills for a long time and is quite extraordinary in accuracy.
He also held a shotgun and did not even fire a single shot!
Could it be some extraordinary creature?
"I thought it was a medieval civilization with a slightly crooked technology tree, but I didn't expect an unknown monster." Zoro looked at himself in the mirror silently, his pupils devoured all the light like an abyss.
Farewell to countless inseparable existences such as parents, the Internet, the food, and the cute wives, and come to such a backward world.
But he encountered such a fatal crisis, which made him feel extremely distressed.
It is probably a luxury to want to go back, and you can only die in this world for a lifetime.
Isn't it just playing games all night?
Baldness is already serious enough, why do you travel directly?
In the memory I got before, this is a backward world entering the steam era.
The birth of steam technology has allowed the world to jump rapidly from the original feudal era and the trade economy has begun to develop rapidly.
The railway tracks were laid in all directions, and steam trains transported countless minerals to various industrial towns, promoting a major process of industrialization.
Resource companies go to various remote corners to dig more and more strategic resources such as coal, iron ore, and copper ore.
The whole world has long been no longer the original feudal backwardness. People have completely dominated the world, and no matter how ferocious the beast is, it can only be killed under a hunting gun.
Steel warships and steam tanks formed strong ships and powerful guns, conquering primitive tribes.
The iron bird that can fly into the sky was even born. It is currently under experimentation and has not been completely put into the battlefield.
These are all fathers who once participated in the war and told him little by little in his childhood by telling stories.
The boy had dreamed of going to a big city before, but unfortunately his father, who had no skills, could not teach him any work skills at all.
The only thing I taught was the fighting technique I practiced during the army, leaving behind a hunting rifle that could kill wild wolves with one shot.
"Yanan Town is an extremely remote town, and the nearest big city is 200 kilometers away. It is obviously suitable for those extraordinary creatures to be active..."
Zoro narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the bloody moon hanging from the sky.
Blood color means unknown, but the blood moon has been hanging in the sky for many years, so slowly no one cares.
As he was thinking, a little warmth gradually emerged in his sore and weak body, and a little warm and bloody color appeared on his face.
“Is it a benefit to travel through time?”
The original owner of the body was killed by some monster, but he died inexplicably, so he took over the body.
But now, he is standing here well, obviously he can only explain it by the benefits of time travel and rebirth.
He looked down at the table, which was placed on it with an extremely special book, with no text on the cover, only some strange patterns.
It has no weight when picked up, but a heavy book with eight openings is as light as a feather, making it look extremely special.
This is a special book that Buel obtained from some remote place, located in the gap of an extremely ancient cave.
After the hunter found it, he saw it and bought it at a low price of 1 silver coin.
The currency of this world is quite simple, not a 9 pound or 15 pence.
Instead, the simplest conversion of 1 gold coin = 10 silver coin = 100 copper coin, and ordinary people won’t be able to convert if they are bothered.
One copper coin can buy a pound of wheat, one silver coin can eat it very happily in a day, spend 4 more copper coins and order a glass of ale to drink, and one gold coin can buy a sheep.
If this book is sold to those merchants and nobles who love to collect, it can definitely be sold at a very high price of hundreds of gold coins, which is enough to make you worry about eating and drinking for a few years.
"Fortunately the hunter seemed to be frightened by something and didn't care about the special nature of this book, otherwise he wouldn't have sold it to Teacher Buel casually..."
Zoro casually reached out and pressed it on the book, but unexpectedly found that the lines on it were lit up one after another, and the blood-red lines were particularly strange, turning into a dark red hideous demonic face.
Only then did he realize that the blood on his hands had already invaded it.
The next moment, a cold and strange energy began to extend to his arms along his fingers, and under his extremely terrified gaze, it stretched all the way to his head.
boom!
Zoro felt a roar burst out in his head, and an extremely strange book appeared deep in his mind, showing a line of weird blood-colored words.
He clearly didn't recognize him, but he could clearly recognize him. This was the devil's word, and the content was a name-
Chapter completed!