Chapter 414

"This pathway of the divine, now that's somewhat interesting!"

"Honestly speaking, I still can't quite make heads or tails of it. These pathways of the divine are far too abstract — there's no room for imagination at all. I have no idea what sort of things these are!"

"I can't make it out either — there's simply no space for imagination!"

"You cultivators and martial artists of the Eastern Continent's system have never experienced any of this, never run into any of it — not understanding is perfectly normal. Truth be told, I can't make it out either!"

"Laughing to death — this freaking thing belongs to neither the Eastern system nor the Western system. What the hell is it?"

"Dammit, I'm dying of laughter — where the heck did this pathway-of-the-divine system pop out from?"

"I haven't the faintest idea, and I'm completely in the dark. Still, right now, what I want even more is to know just what kind of stories this world actually holds!"

"This Lord Fool — tsk tsk — blind guess here, probably a transmigrator!"

"Blind guess here, probably a weapon spirit!"

"Blind guess here, probably a native!"

"Blind guess here, probably a reborn!"

"Blind guess here, probably an immortal!"

"Are you freaking lot having some kind of problem?"

At this moment, across The Myriad Heavens and Worlds, countless people were discussing.

And it was also at this moment that, within the Great Dao Golden List, a new scene appeared…

At the same time, a voice also echoed faintly in the ears of everyone…

"Blessings upon the Mysterious-Yellow Immortal Venerable!"

"Blessings upon the Mysterious-Yellow Heavenly Lord!"

"Blessings upon the Mysterious-Yellow Supreme Emperor!"

"Blessings upon the Mysterious-Yellow Heavenly Worthy…"

Murmur after murmur rose slowly within the Great Dao Golden List!

The scene within the Great Dao Golden List, at this very moment, unfurled slowly like a painted scroll!

One could see that, within the scene, there was a young man with black hair and brown eyes, an ordinary appearance, and rather deep-set features!

He sat before a desk, looking at the notebook before him, the ink, and a revolver.

The dim, reddish moonlight made one somewhat ill at ease.

Tilting his head slightly, one could see the bright red moon outside the window.

Red and profound, red and uncanny!

A red moon!

A dim room!

A youth of unknown origin.

"Uh…" The youth looked at the revolver, looked at the notebook on the desk — he felt a slight headache, and a strange, unknown dread!

The utterly alien red moon, and even the European-and-American classical style of the room's décor… 31…

Every single thing told of one question…

He — had transmigrated!

Yes!

Just as countless beings across The Myriad Heavens and Worlds had guessed, this Lord of the Mysteries' Child of Fortune this time was indeed a transmigrator!

His original name was Zhou Mingrui, yet the identity he wore after transmigrating was named Klein?????

A native of Tingen City, Ahoiva County, Loen Kingdom of the Northern Continent — a fresh graduate of the history department of Hoy University!

His father had been a sergeant in the Royal Army, sacrificed in a colonial conflict on the Southern Continent; the pension he left behind let Klein enter a private school, laying the hasty groundwork for his admission to university!

His mother was a devotee of the Evernight Goddess, and passed away in the year Klein was attending university.

He also had an elder brother and a younger sister, all living together in a two-room apartment!

The family was not well off — one might even say it was poor!

It all rested on the elder brother's shoulders.

Enduring the pain, he knocked against his head, and then, as though struck by a thought, lowered his gaze to the notebook before him…

On that yellowed paper, the writing was very strange — somewhat uncanny, somewhat unreadable.

Yet, for reasons unknown, the script gradually shifted from strange to unfamiliar, from unfamiliar to familiar, and from familiar to decipherable!

【Everyone will die! Including me!】

Those pitch-black ink-strokes carried a ghastly, sinister air, giving one the illusion of a chill crawling up one's spine!

"Hiss!" He sucked in a sharp breath, hurriedly leaned back, trying to put distance between himself and the writing!

In the end, his gaze settled on the revolver.

Without a doubt, it was because Klein had taken his own life that Zhou Mingrui had transmigrated.

But…

"Given Klein's family circumstances, where would he have gotten the money to buy a revolver?" He frowned, muttering to himself.

Yet not a single thread of thought came to him!

In his mind there was no related memory — as though that gunshot fired earlier had blasted his memories away along with it!

Even setting that question aside, more questions arose — how had he transmigrated in the first place?

And even if he had transmigrated, where had the power to mend his head come from?

In an instant, countless doubts flooded his mind.

In the end, he could only chalk up the mending of the wound on his head to a transmigrator's built-in perk.

As for how he had transmigrated?

Then why agonize over it so much?

Now, the only question occupying his mind was: What exactly had happened to his predecessor? Why exactly had he committed suicide?

Because, now that he had transmigrated into Klein, he needed to inherit Klein's karma.

If the circumstances that drove Klein to suicide were to befall him, would they not drive him to suicide as well?

This life-threatening sense of urgency forced him to seek out the so-called truth!

He washed the bloodstains from his body and sorted through the chaotic memories in his mind!

He recalled what he had done before transmigrating...

He soon remembered.

He remembered that, before transmigrating, he had been extremely unlucky for a while, and then, he had performed a luck-turning ritual!

Although he knew this so-called luck-turning ritual was somewhat unreliable, having been unlucky for so long, what if it actually worked?

Even if it was merely psychological comfort, that would be acceptable!

The moment he thought of this...

"Who's to say the transmigration wasn't caused by that luck-turning ritual? I'll try it first; if this ritual can cause transmigration, perhaps I can transmigrate back as well!" he thought.

As a transmigrator,

the moment he arrived, after clarifying the situation here, his natural thought was naturally to return!

After all, over there, he had everything: friends, close buddies, family, and so on...

There was also the abundant internet and plenty of entertainment...

Didn't all those things combined surpass the general environment of nineteenth-century Europe and America?

So...

He might as well try anything, no matter how hopeless!

Anyway, giving it a try cost nothing!

However, all of this would have to wait until the next day!

He watched his sister leave with his own eyes, and watched his brother leave with his own eyes!

He felt no emotional stirrings because these two were his predecessor's biological siblings; the only thing on his mind now was returning!

Only after the two had left did he step out to buy some necessities!

However, just as he passed Cross Street, a hoarse female voice came from his side: "Would you like a divination?"

"No, thank you!" He politely shook his head; he simply had no spare money for divination.

However, the woman smiled and said, "My divinations are very accurate!"

As she spoke, she laid out her Tarot cards!

Zhou Mingrui took one look and froze in astonishment.