Mysteries: Arcana Wars

Backlund is 236 meters underground.

Underground City Banyan Street.

Luna Abraham opened her eyes on her old bed.

A scratched mirror fell on the bedside, and she could barely see her face in the mirror.

Her brown hair was tied into a loose ponytail under her head. Her deep blue eyes revealed fatigue and weariness. Her small round face was dotted with freckles, but looked pale.

As she regained consciousness, she felt a long and unignorable pain in her legs. Luna pulled away her clothes and blanket, revealing her pale calf, which had a scar more than 30 centimeters long. The scar was mixed with strange colors such as red, blue, purple, and green, creating a rotten look that made people feel physically uncomfortable.

There were clearly no sores or bloodstains on this piece of skin, but the dazzling colors could evoke disgusting associations of certain rotten things. The changes that shouldn't appear on the skin made people's stomachs churn.

【pollute】.

Luna struggled to sit up in bed and tried to stand on her legs, but failed.

Actions never go as planned.

Luna, who had a sudden idea to escape from Abraham during the attack, was infected with an unknown contamination due to a mistake in her "travel" during the escape.

This caused Luna to completely deviate from the intended shuttle target, and she ended up falling into the underground city Banyan Street, unable to reach deeper levels.

But no matter what, she finally succeeded in escaping from Abraham and the starry sky twinkling above her head.

The unknown pollution on her legs has not caused much impact on Luna at present. Apart from the daily pain, it has also limited some of her extraordinary powers. Now, in order to reduce the possibility of the pollution spreading, Luna dare not travel too much or too far.

The "traveler" broke his legs for traveling, but gained unprecedented freedom, which at least Luna felt was worth it. She even felt that with this contamination, the source of which she didn't even know, the gloomy and mean Dr. Helgi would not easily find her using extraordinary means.

Luna admitted that she was not good at such violent actions alone. In fact, as a researcher, Luna rarely participated in such work. Even if she needed to go out for such violent actions, she had sufficient equipment and reliable superiors, and there would be no problem as long as she acted according to the plan. In the Abraham family, every extraordinary action of Luna would be fully guaranteed and supported.

She reached out to grab the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Stars on the bedside table, but found that the touch was wrong.

"Rad, where's my newspaper?"

There was a loud noise, and a boy at the other end shuddered in shock, then said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Sister Luna, I just want to learn to read..."

"I told you that you can't touch anything of mine without my permission, even the newspapers used to wrap things!" Luna said seriously, "Now, give them back to me."

"I'm sorry, Sister Luna..."

Rad walked dejectedly to the bedside and reluctantly returned the newspaper to Luna, his greedy eyes never leaving the wrinkled paper full of letters.

Noticing the boy's gaze, Luna stopped wrapping the newspaper and left one behind.

"If you want to learn to read, you can tell me and I can teach you."

As she spoke, Luna patted the bed.

Rad suddenly became excited and immediately jumped onto the bed and sat down, his face full of anticipation.

These newspapers are not really suitable reading materials for learning to read. They are just third-rate newspapers that Luna uses to wrap things. The content on them is really not suitable for children of this age.

The one in her hand was barely suitable. It was a "Tile Reading Newspaper" from a small publisher, which published many strange and sloppy novels, which were nothing more than stories about someone killing someone and getting a lot of money, then reaching the peak of life and marrying a wife they loved; or stories about the protagonist effortlessly becoming very outstanding and admired in front of others.

In the eyes of Luna, who was educated in an aristocratic private school, these things are complete garbage. Empty and boring descriptions, meaningless content, illogical plots, and even the plots are a kind of formulaic repetition. Such clichés cannot be called literature, let alone "reading".

But the Tile Reading Newspaper still survived tenaciously, publishing at the speed of light with one copy per day. Many authors here published a large amount of text every day. From Luna's point of view, those authors had no time to consider their articles and study literature. They just produced garbage day after day and could never have real literary attainments.

Luna couldn't imagine how so many people could subscribe to the digital and paper versions of Tile Reading Newspaper. How could they hold their noses and deceive themselves into eating this kind of slop? Luna felt that this third-rate newspaper had no value at all except for filling newspaper and magazine racks and wrapping items.

But other newspapers are even less suitable as children's reading materials. They are either full of political party gossip, celebrity scandals, or PR articles from consortiums. Luna would not use any decent newspaper to wrap books.

Finally, Luna found something to read in this Tile Reading Newspaper: the poetry section.

When Luna first read the Tile Reading Newspaper, she was a little surprised that this kind of newspaper actually had a poetry section. The section was not large, and it seemed that there were several poets contributing to it, with two to three poems every day, a mix of long and short. However, the quality of these poems was really uneven. After flipping through a few copies, Luna actually felt that one of the poets, Fors Wall, was surprisingly good.

"Not bad" means that in Luna's opinion, the poet Fors Wall is at the top of the newspaper, and even has some shining points. But if you really jump out of this newspaper and compare it with those literary masters, it seems mediocre.

The poem in Luna's hand now is the product of Fors.

"…in the distance, in the horizon, in front of us…"

Luna put her fingers together and read clearly in standard Rune language.

Rad listened very carefully, and couldn't help moving his lips and repeating it in a low voice.

The boy looked only about thirteen or fourteen years old, with small brown curly hair and amber eyes. He had not yet reached the age of growth, but he still had long arms and legs, but he looked very shriveled and his skin was pale.

In fact, when Luna fell from the spirit world and landed on Banyan Street, she was completely unconscious. The extraordinary cloak that was originally used to cover her whereabouts was also taken off and just hung on her arm. This allowed Rad, who was passing by, to find the unconscious Luna and took her home.