Mystery: The Stars Returner

The capital of the Republic of Intis, the residence of the new consul, Roger Gustave, the former emperor of Intis, Russell, had an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He wanted to capture this feeling carefully, but was unable to do so. .

"Will anything big happen recently?"

"Or is it just about me?"

Russell stood on the third-floor balcony of his mansion, overlooking the street below, and found that there seemed to be a lot more eyes sizing up the place nearby.

The world is still not very peaceful recently. Although the war has ended and all countries are recuperating, various mysterious events have occurred frequently for some unknown reason.

Fortunately, none of these mysterious incidents caused any big commotion. The members of the Punishers of the Church of Steam were able to suppress these anomalies.

But lately, sometimes strange new things happen.

For example, someone suddenly wakes up from his bed, speaks a strange language that no one understands, and has an accent from an unknown place. In the end, he is ecstatic, as if he has gone crazy or been stimulated by some kind of stimulus.

Some people woke up in the middle of the night, sat on the street and cried, as if they had encountered something extremely tragic.

There are also people who are mumbling nouns that do not belong to this world, as if they have suddenly gained some forbidden knowledge.

Inexplicably, more and more people went to the library. Most of them were young men and women. Regardless of whether they were rich or poor, they were reading and learning all kinds of knowledge in the library.

Among them, history books and biographies of Russell's life are the most popular, and they are often in short supply.

Russell first discovered these details from newspapers, and later disguised himself as an ordinary person and went to Trier's largest and free public library to investigate secretly.

He found that there were always three people, two men and one woman, gathering together quietly every day. One of them specialized in learning various languages, including Hermes, Ancient Hermes, Ancient Fusac, and so on.

A dedicated search and study of past history, from the mythical third era to the current fifth era.

The other one is dedicated to understanding Russell, that is, his own life, and even does not let go of some tidbits, as if he is trying his best to study his whole life.

When they sat and read together, they had almost no communication. Most of the time, when they found the key information, they just slightly touched the people next to them with their elbows to signal them to look over.

Russell was curious, and after observing for several days, he discovered that among these three people, one was the daughter of Earl Franck, the other was the second son of a textile businessman, and the other came from a poorer worker family.

It's weird that three people from different walks of life can come together to read in the library every day, and they still have a strong tacit understanding.

Russell paid a little more attention to their daily lives and found that except for coming to the library, they were reclusive in other aspects, as if to avoid interacting with strangers. Get used to this kind of language.

"No way..." Russell's mouth twitched slightly, as if he saw his old self in these three people.

Could it be that before Klein fell asleep, he put down all the time-travelers on Origin Castle?

What does he want to do?

Do you think the world is not chaotic enough?

Or in order to concentrate on fighting for the control of consciousness with the Lord of Mysteries, cut off all the backhands of the Lord of Mysteries?

Russell muttered something in his mind, and looked at the small group of three people with a strange look.

The next day, he decided to try it himself.

He also purposely came to this library to read, and purposely wasted his time competing with one of the men for the last remaining copy of "Russell's Memoirs."

The man seemed not to want to cause trouble. When he realized that a conflict was about to occur, he gave the book to Russell, and he picked up another book next to him.

"Oh, Emperor Russell, there are so many weird inventions and so many classic quotations..." Russell deliberately revealed some information.

He wanted to disguise himself as a time traveler who had just been born from the Origin Castle, and then break into this small gang of three people.

After a few days of hard work, and through various coincidences that Russell made both mentally and unintentionally, he finally lifted the three people's guard against him and became one of them.

At this point, he was truly sure that Klein had really released all the sleeping travelers on Origin Castle.

Two days later, on Sunday, the four of them met at the family manor of Count Frenk's daughter.

In the dimly lit, closed door and windowless secret room, four people sat in their corners along a square table.

"I can finally talk freely. I've been really suffocated these days." One of the men, Robert, spoke Mandarin that was not very fluent, with a slight accent from northern Shaanxi.

"Put away your lame Mandarin. Here, we can only use the official language to communicate with each other, unless you want to become a test subject for various churches." The girl Frank stopped in a mouthful of authentic Intis.

"Okay, I will definitely pay attention next time." The Robert man showed a resentful expression.

Only then did Russell understand why these three people were able to get together so quickly to form a team. It turned out that they were all his fellow villagers.

Also, if the Lord of Mysteries at that time selected the awakening containers in proportion to the population, then there must have been a lot of travelers from the east.

Just like him, Klein, and the Night Goddess, two of the three time travelers can speak Mandarin.

After a brief exchange of some information, the Robert man began to complain: "It would be great if we could travel through time earlier, so that we can flex our muscles in this different world through the knowledge of our previous lives."

"This step has been taken first by Emperor Russell."

"That shameless copycat doesn't care about copying articles. He even doesn't let go of all kinds of technology. He basically fakes everything he can."

"It's so abominable!"

Hearing someone scolding him in person, Russell felt a little embarrassed, but he had always been thick-skinned. He agreed with Robert's words, but he was smiling and proud of it in his heart.

Watching these later travelers worry and worry about themselves gave him a sense of accomplishment.

"Such a person who likes to show off everywhere is destined not to live long, so he is now sleeping underground." The person who spoke was another man named Claude.

Robert smiled and said: "Don't let me find out where his grave is, otherwise I will definitely let him experience what it means to be visited by a latecomer."

Damn it, tomb robbing is tomb robbing, and it is really shameless to talk about a visit from a latecomer.

Russell cursed in his heart and changed the topic slightly: "In any case, Russell's series of actions can be regarded as creating a civilization that is easier for us to adapt to."

"Especially here in Intis, if there are more technology points, there won't be much difference from our original era."

"From this aspect, Russell can be regarded as making his own contribution to promoting Chinese civilization."

"That's true." The person who echoed was the girl Frenk. She had a pair of delicate and translucent eyes, and she spoke politely, like a college student who had not yet left college.

"Since Russell was in such a high position at the time, why not develop the internal combustion engine? How great would it be to directly leapfrog the steam age and reach modern civilization."

"According to the research of Emperor Russell, there seems to be no oil in this world, and the focus of the later Emperor Russell was obviously not on the development of technology." Russell explained quietly to himself.

It's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Without oil, he has no good alternative. Otherwise, he would have wanted to establish the Gundam Age in this world and let the world experience what it means to be shocked by technology from the old era.

"But the electric age has not been popularized." Robert complained: "If we entered the electric age, maybe we could lie on the sofa and continue playing with our mobile phones."

"Oh, I still have a lot of games on my computer that Qiuxu just hoarded. I haven't had time to play through them yet, and I haven't waited for the Silk Pigeon."

"The only good thing is that there are no private folders on my computer hard drive. They are all in my friends' folders."

"..." Russell glanced at him with a look that looked almost retarded, and he was still playing with his mobile phone.

Young man, you still don’t know what the fear from the stars is, right?

From now on, the task of building the starry sky will be left to you. I believe that many outer gods, such as the Fallen Mother Goddess and the Mother Tree of Desire, will welcome you in the old days.

Thinking about building a space station in the stars alone under the watchful eyes of a group of outer gods...it seems pretty good.