Pain!

It hurts!

The illusory and severe headache was so unacceptable to him that he almost struggled to get up in his sleep, which was the pain of being permeated by something between the spirit and the body.

Because of the pain, he was able to feel the existence, and he definitely did not expect that the first time he felt the existence of the soul was actually because of such a reason...... So clear, so unbearable.

I don't know how much time has passed, he is like a person who is about to drown, struggling to gradually wake up from a sleep that is not good at all, and little by little he condenses his will.

"Ah——!!h

With a short cry, he sat up from the bed sweating profusely, gasping for breath, like a drowning man who was almost drowned in the depths of the water, and narrowly grabbed the life-saving straw at the last moment and climbed onto the shore.

Breathing heavily, greedy and uncomfortable, his lungs were so hot that it seemed to be burning, and it went on for a long time.

The room gradually calmed down, the sound of panting disappeared, the man breathed slowly and weakly, and his violently heaving chest also calmed down, and he felt that he had had a long dream, but it was just a nightmare.

Until now waking up -

Looking around, the house with four walls is completely unfamiliar.

The man sitting on the bed, after turning his head to look, the expression on his face gradually froze, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he had just woken up from a nightmare or ...... Just woke up in a nightmare?

Frankly speaking, he really couldn't tell whether it was the middle of the night or the morning, and he even had a feeling that he couldn't tell the time, so he subconsciously thought that he had overslept, and he was worried that he would be late for work next.

At this moment, however, it seems that none of this is to be feared......

And it seems that there is no need to worry about it anymore......

“……”

“……”

In the dead silence, the man swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, feeling his whole body paralyzed, and his stomach was heavy as if it contained a bag of stones.

He subconsciously reached out to the meat on the inner thigh, hesitated, or violently clamped the piece of meat and twisted it fiercely, and then the effect was almost immediate.

"Hiss——!!"

He bent down in an instant, gasping, and his whole face twisted together.

- It hurts!

- It really hurts! I'm not dreaming!

After a few moments, when the physical pain was gone, the sharp pain in my mind that seemed to pierce the soul had gradually subsided over time, and was weakened rather weakly......

He got out of bed with an unusually complicated expression and put on a little tattered pointed-toe shoes.

He had noticed that his body seemed to be much thinner, like a minor who had not yet grown.

But rightfully so—he muttered in his head as if he were mocking himself.

My current situation seems to have crossed ......

Japan's time-traveling elements are also quite popular.,Especially in the past two years.,Because of all kinds of reasons.,Light and animated dramas that travel through other worlds are endless.。

However, because it carries people's fantasy of adventure and the unknown in the real world, it seems to be a normal thing to be able to become popular.

These things can somewhat relax his tense spirit, so that he can take a little breath so that he will not be completely crushed by the burden of life.

So he still has some understanding of these things, and it is precisely because of this that at this time, this strange knowledge cognition also plays a role more or less, helping him to vaguely understand his situation.

Although it is absurd and grotesque, his rational thinking instinctively rejects this conclusion.

However, everything in front of him, as well as the huge and chaotic memories in his mind that absolutely did not belong to him, are undoubtedly telling this ironclad truth.

He even felt as if he was pathologically schizophrenic, on the one hand, his consciousness felt that everything in front of him was unfamiliar. Including the empty and humble room, the dim light outside the windows nailed with wooden boards......

All of this was so strange that he felt a sense of rejection and fear from the bottom of his heart.

But on the other hand, there is a strange sense of familiarity rising from the bottom of his heart, which makes him very familiar with this house, very friendly, as if he has lived here for a long time, as long as he has a sense of psychological security that belongs to him in this house.

At the same time, there were all kinds of bizarre memories in his mind, which made him feel like a bystander and a witness, and he almost thought that he was suffering from a split personality.

After recovering a little, he walked to the window, which was firmly nailed by the heavy planks and could only observe the scenery through the gaps, took a deep breath, and then took a bold look out of the window.

As a result, the already unsightly face suddenly became even more ugly.

Outside it seemed to be a town, and the street where he was in seemed to be a dirty, dilapidated slum, with the main roads barely smooth, and the nearby sewers smelling so rancid that it was enough to make people hungry from afar.

The houses on both sides of the street were not tall, but rather old, and at first glance eight out of ten houses looked like the one he was in, with windows nailed to the boards, and the whole smelled of decay.

The whole street is filled with an indescribable sense of dilapidation.

There were also houses that looked to be in disrepair, half of them had collapsed, and were basically in ruins, and no one had come to clean or rebuild them, and the few houses had a few large logs that were used to hold the walls on this side of the street.

This is quite a rare treatment, and people are afraid that the walls on their side will collapse and directly turn the streets into ruins, affecting transportation, so they will be given such special treatment......

No matter how you look at it, the people who live here probably won't be propertied class, which is inferred from the combination of the body he crossed over and the depressed and dilapidated condition of the whole street.

The former social animal, now the emaciated minor is almost black, and he almost faints on the spot.

He has more or less accepted the fact that he has crossed over, but should this style be so realistic?!

Shouldn't the accidental death of an ordinary social animal cross over to another world and directly obtain the combat power of a full-level supergod? Is it because he is not a liver explosion engineer and did not travel over with a smartphone?

He thought about it carefully, and thought that it was very likely that this was the case-

It seems that he didn't directly cross over himself.,But the soul crossed into this world.,So there's no panel that can be attached to the powerful protagonist Light Bad.,Or extremely powerful anti-heaven panel......

At this moment, the "traverser" who realized how bad his crossing treatment was, had an urge to burst into tears.

Wait, it seems that among those who have crossed not with their own bodies, but with their souls, it seems that they also belong to the lowest category! Why didn't you cross over to become a slime, or start with a big tomb!

Even if you abandon your original body and use a skeleton, you can accept it! So, are you really the kind who forgot to bring a halo?!

It was only with great difficulty that he had regained some of his mobility from such a brutal blow, and the traverser smiled wryly and regained his spirits, looking out the window, trying to gather more information.

It's not that he really thinks clearly, or has a firm mind, but subconsciously resists and fears the completely unfamiliar world outside, and this small house gives him a sense of security at this time.

He didn't want to go out in the first place, so naturally he had the only choice to continue to observe here.

The pedestrians on the streets were hurried and looked in a hurry, and they were dressed in strange clothes, ranging from bloated, old and ill-fitting overcoats to cargo pants similar to those of the industrial age.

There seems to be a creeping train in the distance, accompanied by what seems to be a screeching sound of brakes, almost reminiscent of sparks between the wheels and the rails, presumably as the train is coming to a stop......

The traverser's heart moved, could it be that this was really the industrial age of Western Europe? Maybe there is still some hope for myself without a halo?

At least not dangerous swords and sorcery, with superhuman strength, powerful individuals can threaten the entire social order......

However, after a closer look, although he found that some of the houses on the street seemed to have been converted into shops, and there were signs hanging outside, the words on them were not the expected English, nor Japanese kanji or anything, he was vaguely familiar with but did not recognize them.

When—

At this moment, suddenly a dull and solemn bell rang, which seemed to come from the center of the town.

In an instant, the pedestrians on the street, who were already in a hurry, all changed their faces, and immediately walked like flying, and many people ran directly with their legs spread, and the traverser was confused.

In addition, the houses on both sides of the street seemed to have received instructions at the same time, and there were dim lights lit up almost for a second, as if someone had been waiting for a candle or an oil lamp, and the lights were lit the moment they heard the bell.

Could it be that there are still curfews and other policies in this era, and those who stay outside after the bell rings will be caught and fined?

The stunned traverser looked at the sky in the distance, at this time, it seemed that it was already evening outside, and the sunset in the distance seemed to sink below the horizon at any time, so he subconsciously thought so.

It's just that the sight of the sunset and the coming of night brings him an indescribable sense of crisis, as if something quite bad will happen after the sun goes down.

At the same time, the faint pain in his mind seemed to intensify again from a slight point, as if it had touched some memory, and for a while, a large number of light and shadow images came at the same time, and the overload of data caused the feeling of heating up in the brain.

There was a feeling of dizziness, and the traverser was almost unsteady on his feet, and he could only reach out to hold on to the windowsill so that he did not fall.

A large amount of information poured into his mind, allowing him to come into contact with or "recall", and with the rapid absorption and digestion, his face became more and more pale - the world seemed to be a little weird.

You can't stay outside when it's dark.

It is necessary to stay in a place where there is light.

A spirited jumper, provoked by the sense of crisis in the memory of the terrifying information, he subconsciously wanted to turn back and light the oil lamp in the room, but before he could make a move, his body was completely frozen.

He didn't know how long he had been dizzy......

It's getting dark outside......

And just outside the room, a bloodshot eye was staring at him in the darkness of the room through the crack in the window that was nailed to the wooden board.

That viciousness, greed, and undisguised malice made him stiff like falling into an ice cellar, and his brain was completely blank, unable to think.

……

……

"Not really......"

Xia Ran tugged at the corners of his mouth, looking at the scene presented in the black cracks: "Sure enough, it's right to take it step by step first, these people's adaptability and the protagonist of Qingli are not at the same level at all, so it's a waste of too many opportunities......"

"Maybe your setup is malicious...... But in terms of the results, it is completely doable. ”

Yakumo sat across from him, looking at his gap with interest to open the passage to the other's world of thoughts.

"I do feel the creation of 'fear' and can flow into reality through my rift, and if this virtual world is useful to those youkai, then it is definitely enough to generate the power of faith to supply the existence of the gods......"

"Monster ......" Xia Ran was slightly stunned and thoughtful.

He had overlooked that what the youkai needed was fear, but the essence was no different from the faith that the gods needed...... In this case, it seems that it is not only for the gods to invest?