Phew...
Letting out a long breath, Ryan suddenly sat up.
It was as if he had emerged from the water. His entire body was soaked in sweat. If he took off his clothes and twisted them with force, the water would definitely wet the ground. This was not an exaggeration at all.
The yellow moonlight shone through the window and painted several grids on the ground.
Taking a deep breath, Ryan slowly relaxed his clenched fists.
In that seemingly realistic dream, when the knife was about to cut his throat, Ryan visualized the Heart Lamp. The golden flame rotated and penetrated the endless darkness. His consciousness was thrown into the golden flame, as if he was caught in the eye of the tornado.
After that, he woke up.
Why?
On Earth, he had cultivated countless times and had never encountered such a situation.
Ever since he mastered the breathing technique, he had not even had a dream. He would often close his eyes and open them until a night passed. It was very easy for him to have a deep sleep. Even if he rested for ten minutes, it was better than sleeping for a whole night as for some mentally weak people.
There would never be a nightmare.
Was that because the world was different?
For the time being, he could not find an answer.
Nightmare?
It did not seem to be a pure dream!
Ryan subconsciously frowned.
Now, his nose still seemed to have the damp air of the alley after the rain. His hands still had the feeling of crawling on moss. At this moment, the goosebumps on his neck slowly dissipated.
At that time, if his throat was cut by that blade, the consequence would be unimaginable. His intuition told him that his consciousness would most likely be locked in that body, devoured by death, and then collapse.
Thanks to that golden flame!
What was that?
On Earth, in countless visualization, this flame had never appeared before.
Or was this related to the Book of Gold?
It was the Book of Gold that had somehow brought him into this world.
Everything was just a conjecture.
At this time, the bell of the church rang from the top of the mountain in the distance.
It was six o'clock at dawn.
Every morning at six o'clock, the church bell rang. It rang six times in a row, representing six o'clock. Then, it rang again every hour. At seven o'clock, seven times, eight times at eight o'clock, all the way until six o'clock in the evening.
To those poor people without a clock, the bell of this church was a timer.
On any other days, he would have gone out at this time to work on the 23rd of Albert Street.
It was a trading business association. The owner of the business association had two ships. Every year, he would travel south along the Star Sea, bringing along precious goods from afar. He also sent the specialties of the Franka Empire to other places. When Ryan was thirteen, he had been sent there as an apprentice.
Initially, he had just done some chores and gradually, he had been promoted to a clerk and had been responsible for standing in the store to receive guests.
Two months ago, he had been promoted to another level and started to work for the manager of the store who was in charge of the shop to learn how to keep accounts. The reason he could have achieve this was that he had always worked hard to improve and he was considered smart.
After a full year of working as an apprentice, he could get salary.
When he had got his salary, he had not spend it recklessly like the others, but had spent all of it on self improvement. He had spent a large sum of money on the night school, keeping on learning financial knowledge.
In Lil' Ryan's heart, he had always had a dream, and that was to become the manager of the Business Association.
In his opinion, this was the only chance to change his fate.
Today was his holiday.
Every month, the staff had a day off, when they had no salary. In the past, Ryan had not rest when it was time to rest. After all, if he had not gone to work, he had not known where to go and there was no salary. It was not worthwhile.
Today, was an exception.
This day was the memorial day of Ryan's mother. Every year, on this day, he would rest and buy a bunch of flowers at the flower shop. Then he would go to his uncle's house and visit his mother at the cemetery behind the Holy Roland Church in that block.
He did not want to change.
Since he had the young Ryan's memories, he had inherited his karma.
Lanceton and many cities of the Franka Empire were the same. There were many churches in the city. Basically, every community had a church. It was either big or small. It was called a parish. The priest who presided over the church were called the priest of the hall.
The Noya Continent that Franka Empire was in only believed in one God, the Heavenly Father, the only Holy Light in the world.
That was the only salvation!
For the sake of his mother, Ryan had to send five Louis to the church every year. If not...
Faith is faith, survival is survival.
Since there was no need to go out so early, Ryan began to exercise.
On Earth, he maintained an extremely strong training intensity. Every day, he had to spend a few hours on cultivation. In addition to breathing exercises during the night, there were also all kinds of combat and gun training.
At that time, he was good at all kinds of fighting techniques, proficient in Chinese martial arts, Brazilian jiu-jitzu, Muay Thai, combining these together to form his own unique fighting style.
Without his powerful strength, it was impossible for him to reach the end and win over the Book of Gold.
Of course, he would not appear in this world.
Sit-ups, push-ups...
These were the most basic body training methods, which did not require much for the field illusion, it was suitable for Ryan currently.
However, Ryan did not train for long.
Right now, this body was too weak. After sitting up and down for less than fifty times, it became weak. After more than twenty of them, he was drenched in sweat. It was difficult to continue.
Young Ryan had two meals a day. The energy needed to maintain his body movement was enough. Like most of the teenagers in the slums, he was malnourished.
Before there was enough nutrition, physical training that was almost self-torture was not advisable.
Ryan did not continue.
This morning exercise temporarily ended. Body training needed to be done at a constant pace. He couldn't rush to do so. Sometimes, haste makes waste.
After resting for a while, he was ready to go out.
When he went out, there was no one in the corridor and most of the doors were closed.
At this time, it was neither early nor late.
The workers who went to the port to stock up had already left at four in the morning. The people working in the nearby factories would only get up around seven in the morning. At this time, no one was fighting with Ryan over the washroom. At the peak of the month, people who went to the washroom at the end of the corridor would have to wait in line for more than ten minutes. If they were unlucky, they would have to queue up for more than half an hour. It was not surprising.
After washing up, he returned to his room.
Ryan adjusted his clothes in front of the mirror.
It was a gray suit that had already been washed for so many times that it had turned white and faded. The half-worn hat was pressing down his hair neatly. His eyes were no longer as timid as before, but they were a little more gloomy. His pupils were dark like deep wells, and there seemed to be many stories flowing inside...
This was him!
A seventeen-year-old boy!
A new life, a new journey.
After walking out of the apartment and going down Mount Louga, Ryan bought two mutton pies from a roadside stall. After the meal, he sat in a public carriage that carried guests on the side of the road. The starting price was ten Finneys. After one kilometer, according to the number measurement device, each kilometer would cost five Finneys.The nobles and merchants all had private carriages, and most of the people who took public carriages were middle-class, such as the managers of the merchant association or low-level administrative officials.The Mount Louga community where Ryan was located was far away from the Holy Roland Block where his uncle and his family lived.About ten kilometers.In the past, in order to save money, Ryan would choose to walk to Holy Roland.With his speed, even if he walked very fast, it would take him more than three hours.Now he no longer valued money as much as before. Mone
Sunlight shone through the window.The windows of the dining room were open. Outside the windows was the backyard of the house. There was a flowerbed. Inside the flowerbed, the tulips were very beautiful. They swayed gently with the wind, and the strong fragrance of flowers drifted into the room with the wind. It was refreshing.Ryan sat at a seat facing the windows, separated from his uncle's family by a rectangular table. On the opposite side sat his uncle Jordan Bell, his aunt Susan Bell, and his cousin Ronzo Bell, who was sitting on the top of the table on his right. Now, he was talking with confidence."This is rare! This is a rare good thing!"Ronzo waved his arm. The amplitude of his movement was not big, but it was very powerful.He stared at Ryan, who was opposite him. His eyes were bright and his expression was particularly sincere.Ronzo had once seen Speaker Macron's speech in the upper house a
Bang!The door was heavily closed behind him. The flower basket hanging on the door was shaking. It seemed that it was about to fall. A few seconds later, the shaking stopped. The flower basket was still hanging on the door, but it was a bit crooked than before.Ryan walked down the corridor, with his hands empty.He stood on the aisle in front of the door and looked up at the sky.At noon, the sun hung above his head. When the sunlight shone upon the ground, the heat of summer was released by the cool breeze from the Star Sea. The air was filled with the smell of the moist sea.It was lunchtime, but Ryan was driven out of the door.Because he refused to sign the contract, his uncle and his family immediately became unpleased. It was definitely not possible for him to stay for lunch. As for Ryan's request, of course, it was also rejected. They said that the rain had leaked and poured into the basement. The
Amidst the scream, Ryan could not help but blink.It was as if his entire body had fallen into the eye of a tornado, and he could not help it.That is how he felt.Ryan did not allow himself to be controlled by this feeling. His mind was still highly concentrated. In his sea of consciousness, although the golden flame was weak, it was still blooming like a lotus flower.The page of the book in the center of the flame was still half open, not closed, and not completely open.Soon, he opened his eyes.Everything had disappeared!Everything returned to normal!There was no white mist, no old woman, but only lines of tombstones, leafy trees, and the sunlight that passed through the branches. Leaves fell on the ground in front of the tombstone, swaying with the wind."Dong..."At the top of the church on the mountain peak, there was a spire with a cross, and a
The young man, Ryan, had lived in this world for sixteen years and had never stepped out of Lanceton. He had been struggling for livelihood all year round. After all, Lanceton was also considered a prosperous place in the south of Franka Empire. It was the fief of the Rose Duke, and it was also a transportation hub from the south to the north. It was a commercial city. Therefore, even if Ryan did not care much about the world, he had more or less received some information. He was not a teenager who grew up in the countryside knowing nothing about this world.This world was different from Earth.This was a world where the spirit could interfere with matter.On Earth, mysticism was just a delusion. Even if he cultivated a special technique, it was only able to increase the potential of his body. He could maintain a clear mind and remain calm like a mountain. However, when he erupted, there was still no way to surpass the limits of the human body.
Putting down the knife and fork, Ryan exhaled a long breath.The sunlight penetrating through the window and felling on the dining table had moved forward a few centimeters. Now, it was almost three o'clock.Forty-five minutes.In forty-five minutes, the food in his stomach was about four or five kilograms. Normally, Ryan's stomach should be bulging. At this moment, it was difficult for him to even get up. If he moved a little, his stomach would feel extremely uncomfortable. If he moved violently, his intestines would most likely be broken.Eating so much in a short period of time, except for trained people with a big stomach, ordinary people would not be able to do it.However, Ryan's lower abdomen was extremely flat, like a plain, not a high mountain. The four or five kilograms of food seemed to have disappeared into a deep well without a trace.The digestive system of the body naturally could not do thi
The orange sunset glow floated in the western sky, dyeing most of the sky beautiful. On the other side of the port, the sound of a whistle could be heard from time to time. It was a fishing boat that had returned late at night. The outer sea of the port was just like the sky. It was colorful and undulating.Ryan walked up the slope in a sunset.The ground was covered by dirty water. The streets were piled up with garbage. the wooden houses were randomly built. The narrow alleys could only allow the two of them to walk side by side. Having no care about the environment, the children were screaming, laughing, and fooling around...Everything was normal!There seemed to be no change!But he was different from the youth before!At the entrance of the apartment, Ryan met Aunt Schultz, who was as big as a bear."Hello, Mr. Charles!"She greeted loudly, her voice loud and clear.
Fear?Scared?Unease?These emotions did not linger in Ryan's heart. It was like an uninvited wind. After entering, it only made a turn and rushed out. It did not leave any trace and did not shake Ryan.Emotions could not be eliminated but they could be controlled.That night, Ryan was still cultivating.He continued to breathe according to the mysterious breathing technique, with a strange rhythm. He meditated and thought the golden flame in the lamp which wrapped the Book of Gold.Book of Gold's half-opened title page moved up and down rhythmically as he breathed. It was like a pair of wings, fluttering slowly.The golden light flashed as if it were breathing.Blood Sea!Gradually, they entered the blood sea and were entangled by the scarlet light all over the sky, finding it difficult to get rid of.It started again!Ryan main