Ancient God Library

Chapter 1 If life could be repeated
pain!
it hurts!

With a burst of piercing and shrill screams, bizarre scenes flashed one after another.

Romon felt like a drowning person making his last call for help, and also like being pinned down on a bed by 1 female ghosts.

Caught a cold while working overtime last night?

But if it's just a cold, why is the heart beating so fast!

The company only had a physical examination in the first half of the year. Except for the high triglyceride cholesterol, blood lipid, and total protein, there are no other major problems...

shit.

It can't be a tachycardia.

Wake up!

Romon wanted to forcefully open his eyes and wake up from this half-dream and half-awake state.

Just in time.

There was a sound of banging on the wall next to my ear, very rhythmic, one heavy and one light, like a secret signal.

Swish.

This sound is exciting.

Romon caught the flash of sobriety, and jumped up like a carp.

But just halfway up, the tearing pain from the muscles all over his body made him unable to get up again.

"I'm obviously a social animal in an abandoned house, why do I have to suffer from muscle pain that is completely negligible."

It hurts to stand and sit.

He simply lay back down again.

Open your eyes, concentrate, and get out of the previous half-dream and half-awake state.

Into the eye.

It is a dark and damp dungeon built of blue-black masonry.

There was an iron lamp on the wall, in which burned a small flame that gave all the light.

Kerosene lamp?
There was a bad feeling in Romon's heart.

He slept on a bed made of weeds.

The bed was next to the wall, and on the other side was a shoddy wooden table that looked like it had been brought back from a recycling bin, with a quill and a slightly yellowed page on it.

The exit of the room is an iron door.

But it has already been firmly locked, and there is only a delivery port the width of a book.

Prank or kidnapping?
Romon recalled carefully, he had never had any feud with anyone in the past few years.

I work overtime until one o'clock in the morning every day, which is later than the time when the central air conditioner gets off work.

Even after entering university, he has been working hard to improve himself. He was a model student in the eyes of his parents and teachers when he was studying, and it was common for him to work overtime until one or two o'clock after work.

He didn't even have the chance to make enemies... because when he got off work, there was no one else.

Once I have free vacation, I also stay at home and watch dramas.

If it was kidnapping, apart from the right to get his 30-year mortgage, he would have nothing else.

A social animal that has never done anything harmful to nature will not be targeted by a perverted murderer, and needs to be baptized to be reborn.

Even if these killers are really idle, they should go to his boss.

The body pain gradually subsided.

Romon walked to the iron gate and punched the iron gate with a fist.

pain……

Not a dream within a dream.

"Whose prank is it? Tomorrow, I have to hand in the report on Friday. What sense of accomplishment does it give to embarrass an ordinary office worker?"

Romon thought indignantly.

Boom, boom, boom.

Just at this time, the sound of knocking on the wall heard in the half-dream and half-awake state just now sounded again.

It's coming from the wall on the left.

There are inmates in this ghost place?

Romon slowly approached the wall, and a hoarse voice came from the opposite side: "Master Charlotte, are you awake?"

Charlotte?
Who, who is Charlotte?
The idea of ​​"time travel" flashed in his mind, and Romon asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Derek, I'm here to rescue you now!"

the voice replied.

Romon froze in place for a moment.

Strange environment, strange name, and strange identity... After a moment of distraction, he hurriedly observed his body.

Whether it's on the arms, on the chest, on the stomach.

Not a single familiar part!

Really wear it!
"Lord Charlotte, we don't have much time to chat. I tried my best to get in this time. Your psychic energy should have recovered a bit, right? I'll buy you time, you set up the teleportation array now, and we leave together!"

The voice spoke again.

Seeing that the other side was full of nonsense, Romon subconsciously complained: "Is there a problem with you or me?"

Silence fell.

The other party coughed and laughed dryly, with a trembling tone: "You lost your memory?
We held a blood sacrifice ceremony in the east city of Wudun before.

Unfortunately, the ceremony fell short.

When we were about to succeed, we started celebrating early, but we were arrested by the Bureau of Investigation!
The scene was chaotic.

Only a small number of people took advantage of the chaos to escape.

There is no time to explain, my lord Charlotte.

I have investigated clearly that there is only spiritual restraint here, and the investigation bureau has not transferred you!Tonight is your last chance, if you can't escape, they may have your trial tomorrow! "

I got caught?

What the hell is this unfolding?

Even if it is restarted, is it hell difficulty?

"Doesn't the trial need to go through the process?"

Romon chatted with him, walked to the wooden table, and picked up the paper next to the quill.

It turned out to be a confession of guilt and punishment.

Although the characters here don't belong to any kind on Earth, Romon is surprisingly able to understand them.

One crime after another is listed and written on it.

Including but not limited to: crimes of incitement, crime of treason, crime of gathering a crowd to rebel, crime of affecting public security, crime of witchcraft, crime of damaging the environment...

He was punished for several crimes and sentenced to death by hanging.

Romon has one head and two big ones.

There is no information.

The only thing he knows is that he seems to have become a key member of a certain dynamic social organization, and has been arrested, and his life is not long.

And this world.

It seems that there is a supernatural power.

The predecessor didn't know how he died in prison, and he didn't have any memory left, let alone let himself draw a teleportation array.

Do you want to achieve the speedrunning ending of the traverser?

It is said that when a person dies, the memories of a lifetime will flash before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

Luo Meng looked hopeless, lying on the cold and hard ground in a big character shape, looking at the dark bricks, and started his life ahead of schedule.

"Study, study or study... I have been in the library since I was a child, and I haven't changed this habit even in college.

There is no sweet love, and I have never joined a club.

After graduation, it is two o'clock and one line every day. On weekends, I either watch it or go to the library to continue studying and researching.

I have fantasized about reliving my life more than once, and now it seems that the opportunity is right in front of me, within reach..."

Romon looked at the cold cell, "If, if life can be restarted, I will probably still be like this.

pity.

Next month's mortgage will be overdue. "

a time.

Romon only felt his heart beating fast, as if something was about to burst out.

"Lord Charlotte?"

Derek's voice interrupted Romon's memory, and the other party couldn't hide the panic in his words: "Have you really lost your memory? You don't remember anything?"

Romon lay on the ground and asked, "What's my full name?"

"Charlotte, Romond Charlotte!"

"What's your full name?"

"Alan Derek, I am your faithful servant!"

"It turned out to be Allen, can you become a giant? The oversized one."

"Prince Priest, don't be joking, giants are creatures in historical mythology! We really don't have much time, as long as you draw a teleportation array, I carry a holy object on me, and we can definitely go out."

Derek started to panic.

"Alan, have you ever worked hard for others in your life?"

Romon habitually fumbled into his pocket, trying to take out a King Furong, but his hand froze while hovering in mid-air.

Derek hurriedly replied: "Master Charlotte, you must cheer up! My loyalty to you will not be shaken. If you need a sacrifice to draw a formation, then sacrifice me! I am willing to sacrifice my life for you! "

Luo Meng looked surprised, patted the dust on his clothes, and sighed:

"thanks.

But I'm not the Charlotte you're talking about.

I’m just a person whose hairline grows higher every month. I only have 1000 yuan for daily expenses after I pay my salary and pay off the loan. I go to the library to read books on weekends and work overtime like a daily routine.

Don't dare to confess to the girl you like, don't dare to travel, dare not spend a lot of money.

Eating alone, watching movies alone, shopping alone, going to the hospital for appendix surgery alone...

Every birthday, I only buy tiramisu with happy water.

and so.

You work hard for yourself, I'm waiting to die. "

As soon as the words are finished.

Romon suddenly felt his surroundings light up.

The cold, dank dungeon fades quickly.

Tightly laid white floor tiles, with neat and clean tables and chairs.

Teal-black pipes are set into the whitewashed walls, and connected wall lights illuminate the room.

(End of this chapter)