The Truth Of The Mysteries
Memory Fragments

The faucet!The faucet!The faucet!

Zhoui Farren gasped and regained his senses, fearfully looking back at the mirror and seeing the scene that greeted him.

The figure reflected in the mirror is like not himself, but a corpse that is trying to be dried.

How could someone with such a grievous wound still be alive!?

He turned his head again in disbelief, and looking at the other side.***the distance is a bit far away and the illumination is lacking, he can still see the penetrating wound with dark red blood flowing.

“It..”.

Zhoui Farren took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Then he raised his hand to his left chest and felt his heart beating radiating great vitality.

Then he touched her open skin. Under the slight coldness flowed warmth.

Then he began to verify the state of his body.

“What happened..” Zhoui Farren muttered with a slight frown.

Then he stepped two steps forward, the visible moonlight, was not enough for night lighting.

Suddenly a memory fragment was triggered when Zhoui Farren turned to the right.

Then he saw a small grayish-white pipe connected to a metal box lamp on the wall right next to the table.

It was the most common gas lamp at the time. The gas light is stable and the lighting is very good.

From the situation of Laville Maurly's family, having a kerosene lamp or even a gas lamp is actually a dream. Using candles for lighting is the most appropriate for the condition of his family. But a few years ago when Laville burned midnight oil to be admitted to Vhey University.

Of course her brother, Lian, who understood letters and had worked for several years, was not a rash person. Behind his sleeves, he has a lot of tricks to give apartment owners a reason to be able to raise apartment standards with gas plumbing installers in order to increase the likelihood of future rentals. The owner was convinced and agreed and gave money to complete the modifications to the apartment.

In the end, as an employee of an import export company, he bought a new gas lamp whose price is not much different, so there is no need to borrow money, simply take a portion of their savings to buy a new gas cylinder.

After the piece of memory flashed through his mind, Zhoui Farren stepped onto the table where he turned the pipe valve and then he turned the switch to turn on the gas lamp.

With a stuttering sound, sparks of light began to appear, and sparks sounded from the friction.

He turned the switch a few more times, the light came down towards him, but still the light was still a bit dim.

“Hemmm...” Then he raised his hand and pressed his temple, looking for an excuse by rummaging through his memory pieces.

A few seconds later he turned around and walked towards the door. He arrives at an engine installation and also insets into the wall and the owner of a grayish-white pipe.

This is a gas meter!

Upon seeing the gears and bearings open, Zhoui Farren took out a metal coin from his pocket.

It is dark yellow with a bronze luster. The front of the coin has a portrait of a man wearing a crown and there is a 1’ mark on a bunch of flowers on the back.

He knew it was the most basic currency of the kingdom of leon, it was called the copper penny. Cents of copper are divided in the form of a quarter cent, a half cent, a penny. Silver cents are five cents and ten cents. Above the penny is the soli, one soli is equal to fourteen cents, the Soli currency is in the form of a banknote with the values of one Soli, five Soli and ten Soli. Above Soli are Pounds, one Pounds is equivalent to twenty Soli, Pounds value starts from one Pounds, five Pounds, ten Pounds, twenty Pounds and fifty Pounds.

After flipping through the coins circulated by King Jever IV after he ascended the throne 3rd time.

Then Zhoui Farren put the copper coin into the thin mouth of the gas meter.

The clink!The clink!

The sound of a coin falling to the base of the meter, the sound of grinding teeth was heard, resulting in a mechanical but melodious rhythm.

After a while of staring at the gas meter, he returned to the burly wooden table to turn the switch.

After some sputtering sound, there was a sharp sound.

The flame clump lit up and grew rapidly, the gas lamp was emitting a bright and warm light.

The darkness quickly receded as crimson retreated out the window. She felt relieved with a puzzling feeling, then she walked towards the makeup mirror.

This time, he seriously checked the wound on his temple without missing a single detail.

After several rounds of inspection, he realized that fluids and blood no longer flowed from the strange wounds on his head. It looked like it had received the best Hemostasis and sanitary napkins. As for the grayish-white brain that slowly squirms and experiences the growth of flesh and blood around the wound. With this, he concluded, it was likely that he would be able to recover in about thirty to forty minutes or even two to three hours.

“Restoration effect brought Transmigration?.” Zhoui Farren curled up in the right corner of his mouth while muttering.

After that he took a long breath. Anyway, he's alive.

After calming down, she opened the drawer and picked up the soap, she also picked up an old and tattered towel hanging on the side of the closet. He went to the public bathroom used by all the residents of the apartment.

Then she started cleaning herself and washing her face off—Then muttered inwardly!

I need to clean up the bloodstains on my body immediately, or I'll still look like TKP. It doesn't matter if it scares me, but it would be very problematic to scare my sister, Violet, when she wakes up in the morning.

The corridor outside was pitch black. Even the silhouette was not accentuated by the red moonlight from the window at the end of the corridor. He saw a pair of eyes that looked like the eyes of a monster who was silently observing a living creature.

Then he stepped up and headed towards the sink, when he heard the sound of running water, he remembered his neighbor, Mr. Lanky.

He was a gentleman who looked polite as well as his nature, who was always seen carrying a cane, wearing a hat, and a black suit. He often went to the public bathroom to check the water that was spouting.

Ignoring the thought of those words, Zhoui Farren used a towel by rubbing his head over and over to clean the bloodstains on his head.

After which he stepped towards the mirror and verified himself. Then he found himself already clean from the bloodstains. But the wound on his head was still visible and his stains could not be cleaned using soap.

At that moment, he furrowed his brows and recalled the possibility of trouble.

The wounds were too excessive and were filled with bloodstains, other than his body. Compared to that, his room might still leave liquid spots that left a mark of injury.

He began to clean the stains in his room, and used the lighting of the lamps to look for traces of other stains that might still be left behind.

He found that the bloodstains had already splashed to the floor, then he started cleaning it. Then he found a bullet stuck in the wall.

“Releasing the round using the revolver and pointing to the head?” He had a guess from mixing and matching the previous clues.

Without rushing to verify his guess, he began to seriously clean up the bloodstains.

When he found his room clean of blood and liquid stains. He took the bullet and went back to his desk. He opened the revolver cylinder and poured a round in it.

A total of five rounds and each bullet had a brass luster.

“Indeed..” Zhoui Farren stared at the empty cartridge shell in front of him and put the bullet back into the cylinder while nodding.

Then he turned his gaze towards the notebook. “All who know the truth will die, including me”. After that, more and more thoughts and questions appeared in his mind.

Where did this weapon come from!

Is it suicide or fake suicide?

What problems make history graduates from humble origins like this?

Why this suicide left only a trace of blood. Is it because I transmigrated in time and came up with healing benefits?

Or maybe there's something else I don't know or realize?

After Pondering for a moment, then he changed to another linen shirt. He sat back down and pondered something more important.

The experience of the owner of this body is not very important. What's more important is what my reason for transmigration is and if he can return!

Parents, relatives and friends. The fascinating world of the internet and delicious food…. This was a compelling reason for Laville.

Aakhs! Shit, I haven't even had time to repent on earth! Is this what it means to regret procrastinate? Never mind…

Click!Click!Click on!... Zhoui Farren's right hand held and took out the revolver cylinder while turning it back into place, again and again.

There is not much difference between this period and the past. But why am I transmigrating for no apparent reason?

This is really bad luck. Previously I tried to pray for luck, easy to understand science, and see the truth of the world. But then after that I performed an ability enhancement Ritual!

Is this because I tried the ritual of supplication? What am I doing is a taboo that God, the Almighty, the Creator, the All-Knowing, the All-Compassionate?

Is that why I transmigrated? If so, do I still have a chance to return?

Several thoughts flashed through Zhoui Farren's mind.

As a keyboard fighter and half a traveler. He felt it might not be too difficult for him to adapt and behave normally in the world he was currently living in. After all he was quite good at making and playing lies.

Although there were many bad things that often happened to him, he was still always able to deal with it. But the previous ritual was not difficult, so he chose to try it. It only takes four candles, mint leaf juice poured around the candles, and food placed in three corners of the room. Then after that, just say a wish spell.

Almighty, Almighty, Most Creator, All-Knowing, All-Powerful. I want to ask for your mercy. Please give me luck and intelligence. Please grant my prayer.

The words should be spoken five times while raising your hands to chest level as if you were praying.

Because it was so easy and cheap, who would have thought that at midnight it made him transmigrate.

“There is this possibility because of the rituals I performed. Maybe... Should I try it tomorrow to make sure?”

He should try it anyway.

After confirming his goal, he felt mentally. His sense of confusion, fear and anxiety disappeared.

And it was at that moment that he tried to understand all the fragments of Laville Maurly's memory. Then he started turning off the lights and pressing his head to find out another memory fragment while twirling the revolver cylinder.

In the end, he was able to remember many things about the people and the current world from the original owner of the body he occupied.

After thinking hard to remember and put together the memory fragment, Zhoui Farren was extremely exhausted.

After that he recalled that in three days he had to do an interview with the history department and also the psychological department at Vhey University.

In the Kingdom of Leon, there is no tradition for university graduates to remain in their alma mater.The mentors always give letters of recommendation to their students who have graduated to the University at Brecklund and the University at Synter.

After all Synter, Brecklund and Calses were the major cities of the Leon Kingdom. The largest city is Synter and is followed by Calses and Brecklund.

Then because he was exhausted, Zhoui Farren picked up an old pocket watch that had been repaired many times from the suit hanging in his closet.

At one past fifty, there were still at least three hours before the church bells rang. Zhoui Farren decided to take a short nap and Laville fell asleep…