Chapter 115: Let Me Have My Monkey's Mind

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"I went for three whole days eating only two pieces of bread. Hunger kept me awake at night. Luckily, I paid my rent a month in advance, so I could still stay in that dark basement and avoid the biting winter winds outside."

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Finally, I found a job, working the graveyard shift at the hospital.

The hospital at night was colder than I imagined. The hallway lamps weren't on, and it was pitch black everywhere. I could only see my feet by the faint light spilling out from the rooms.

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The smell there was awful, and every now and then they'd bring in bodies stuffed into body bags. We'd help move them into the morgue.

“This isn't a great job, but at least it lets me buy bread. I can also use my free time at night to study. After all, not many people want to come to the morgue unless there's a body that needs to be brought in or taken away for cremation. Of course, I don't have enough money to buy books yet and I don't see any hope of saving up anytime soon.”

"I have to thank my former colleague. If he hadn't left suddenly, I probably wouldn't have even gotten this job."

"I dream of being able to switch to a day schedule. Right now, I sleep when the sun is out and wake up when night comes, which has made my body weak and my head occasionally aches."

One day, the movers brought in a new corpse.

"According to others, this is my former colleague who suddenly quit."

I was a bit curious about him. After everyone left, I reached into the cabinet and quietly opened the body bag.

He was an old man, his face pale and blue with wrinkles all over it. He looked very frightening in the very dim light.

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He had little hair left, most of it white. His clothes were all gone, not even a scrap remained.

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“I saw a strange mark on his chest, bluish-black in color. I couldn't describe its exact shape because the lighting was too dim at the time.”

I reached out and touched the mark. It didn't feel any different.

Looking at this former colleague of mine, I was thinking, if I keep going like this, by the time I'm old, will I be just like him...

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I told him that I would accompany him to the crematorium tomorrow, and personally take his ashes to the nearest free cemetery, so that those responsible for these matters wouldn't find it troublesome and just throw them in a random river or desolate wasteland.

This will cost me a morning's sleep, but luckily, it's Sunday coming up soon so I can catch up.

After I finished speaking, I prepared the body bag and put it back in the cabinet.

The light in the room seemed to have dimmed...

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After that day, every time I went to sleep, I would dream of a thick fog.

"I had a feeling that something was going to happen soon, a feeling that sooner or later something I couldn't even call human would come looking for me. But no one believed me. They thought that in that kind of environment, doing that kind of work, my mind had become unstable and I needed to see a doctor..."

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A male customer sitting at the bar looked toward the speaker who had suddenly stopped.

Then what

The male guest was in his thirties, wearing a brown tweed jacket and light yellow trousers. His hair was slicked back flat, and he had a simple dark round top hat in his hand.

He looked ordinary, much like most of the people in the tavern. He had black hair, light blue eyes, and was neither unattractive nor handsome; he simply lacked any distinguishing features.

In his eyes, the narrator was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man, tall and slender, also with short black hair and light blue eyes. However, his features were deep-set, enough to make people's eyes widen.

The young man looked at the empty wine glass in front of him and sighed.

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Then I quit my job and came back to the countryside to chat with you.

As he spoke, a smile crept onto his face, one that held a hint of malicious glee.

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"Were you just bragging"

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"Haha." A wave of laughter erupted around the bar.

After a pause in the laughter, a thin middle-aged man looked at the somewhat embarrassed guest and said:

“Outsider, you actually believe Lumian's stories He tells a different one every day. Yesterday, he was a poor wretch whose fiancee broke off the engagement. Today, he's a mortician!”

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“Yes, talking about thirty years on the east bank of the Serenzo River and thirty years on the west bank is just gibberish!” another regular at the tavern chimed in.

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They are all farmers from the large village of Kordu, wearing either black, gray or brown short shirts.

The young man with black hair, called Lumián, pushed himself up from the bar counter with his hands and stood up slowly, saying with a smile:

As you know, this isn't a story I made up. It was written by my sister. She loves writing stories and is even a columnist for "Novel Weekly."

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After finishing his words, he turned his body sideways and extended his hand to the guest from afar, grinning broadly:

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"I'm sorry for the misunderstanding."

The ordinary-looking man in the brown tweed jacket didn't get angry. He stood up, smiled, and replied:

"That's an interesting story."

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What's your name

"Isn't it common sense to introduce yourself before asking others questions" Lumiang laughed.

The visitor from out of town nodded.

“My name is Ryan Cosse.”

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“These two are my companions, Valentine and Lyra.”

That phrase refers to a man and a woman sitting right next to each other.

He was a man in his mid-twenties to early thirties, with yellow hair dusted with powder. His eyes, not particularly large, were a shade deeper than lake blue. He was dressed in a white waistcoat, a navy blue suit jacket and black trousers; it was clear he had put effort into his appearance before going out.

He looked rather cold and detached, not paying much attention to the surrounding farmers and herdsmen.

The woman looked younger than the two men. She had long, light gray hair styled in a complicated updo, topped with a white veil that served as a hat.

Her eyes, the same color as her hair, looked at Lumián with a smile that was impossible to hide. She seemed to find what just happened rather amusing.

Under the illumination of the gaslight fixtures hanging from the ceiling, a woman named Lilya displayed her pert nose and exquisitely curved lips. In a rural village like Cordura, she was undoubtedly considered beautiful.

She wore a white, fitted cashmere dress with no pleats, paired with a beige short jacket and a pair of Marsèilles boots. Her veil and boots were each adorned with two small silver bells, which tinkled as she walked into the tavern, drawing quite a bit of attention. Many men couldn't help but stare.

In their eyes, this must be the fashionable dress that only provincial capitals like Grlitz or the capital Trier would have.

Lumian nodded at the three strangers.

"My name is Lu Mian Li, you can just call me Lu Mian."

“Li” Leah blurted out.

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“What’s wrong with my last name” Lumian inquired curiously.

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"Your last name is frightening, I almost lost control of my voice just now."

Seeing the puzzled expressions on the faces of the surrounding farmers and herdsmen, he went on to explain further:

“Anyone who has dealt with sailors or merchants knows that there's a saying circulating among the Five Seas:

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“I’d rather face a pirate general or even a king than run into someone called Frank Lee.”

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"That person's surname is also Li."

"Is he scary" Lumin asked.

Ryan shook his head.

"I'm not sure, but since there's a legend like this, it must be something."

He cut off the subject and said to Luminian:

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"Thanks for your story, it deserves a drink. What will you have"

"A cup of 'Green Fairy,' " Lu Mian said without hesitation, settling back into his seat.

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“Green Fairy”… absinthe

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“I think I need to remind you that absinthe is harmful to the human body. This drink can potentially lead to mental instability and hallucinations.”

"I didn't expect that Terril's trend had spread this far," Leah chuckled, adding beside her.

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Lumiàn "oh"ed.

“It turns out that people in Trier also like to drink 'Green Fairy'...”

“For us, life is hard enough already, there's no need to worry about a little more hurt. This drink can bring our spirits greater relaxation.”

"Alright." Ryan sat back down and looked at the bartender, "One 'Green Fairy', and another 'Hot Mouth' please."

"Spicy Heart Wine" is a famous fruit soju.

“Why don’t you give me a ‘Green Fairy’ too I was the one who told you the truth just now, and I can tell you everything about this kid!” The first man to expose Lumian's daily storytelling, a slender middle-aged man, shouted angrily, “Outsider, I can see that you still doubt the truth of that story!”

"Pierre, you'd do anything for a free drink!" Lumián responded loudly.

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"Why can't I be the one to tell it That way, I could have another 'Green Fairy'"

"Because they don't know whether to believe what you said," the middle-aged man named Pierre said with a smug smile. "Your sister always tells children stories like 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf.' After all, someone who always lies inevitably loses their credibility."

"Alright." Lucian shrugged, watching as the bartender slid a pale green drink towards him.

Ryan looked at him, inquiringly:

"May I"

"No problem, as long as your wallet can afford these drinks," Lu Mian said unconcernedly.

"Then another 'Green Fairy' for me." Ryan nodded.

Pierre was all smiles at the time.

“Beware of that generous outsider, he's the biggest prankster in the village. You better stay away from him.”

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Five years ago, he was brought back to the village by his sister, Aurol, and never left. Think about it, before that, he was only thirteen years old. How could he possibly go to the hospital to be a mourner Well, the nearest hospital to us is in Darley down the mountain, a whole afternoon's walk away.

"Bring it back to the village" Lyra asked sharply.

She tilted her head slightly, making a clinking sound.

Pierre nodded.

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He gasped in the fresh air, his chest heaving.

Confusion and bewilderment, a myriad of emotions surged within me.

What is this

Then, Shi Yu subconsciously observed his surroundings, but became even more confused.

A single dorm

Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the hospital now.

...and his own body... how could there be no injuries at all.

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With a look of suspicion, Shi Yu's gaze quickly swept across the room, finally settling on a mirror on the bedside table.

The mirror reflected his current appearance, he was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and very handsome.

I used to be a handsome young man in my twenties, with a great presence and some work experience.

And now, this appearance looks like just a high school student...

This change left Shiyu stunned for a long time.

Don't tell him the surgery was a success...

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His body and appearance have completely changed. This isn't just a matter of surgery or not, it's sorcery.

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He had completely transformed into a different person!

Could it be... that I've traveled through time

Apart from the mirror in the bedside position that was obviously bad feng shui, Shiyu also found three books beside it.

Shi Yu picked it up and looked, the book title instantly made him silent.

A Must-Have Handbook for New Pet Owners

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Aftercare for Pet Animals

《Guide to Rating the Beast Ear Girls of Different Races》

Shiyu:

The first two book titles are normal, but what's with the last one

"Cough."

Shi Yu's eyes narrowed, and he reached out his hand, but quickly his arm stiffened.

Just as he thought about opening the third book to see what it was, a sharp pain shot through his brain, and a flood of memories surged forth.

Ice Age City.

Pet Breeding Base.

Animal care intern. The website is shutting down, download the Aiyue app. The great emotion of a red heart patrolling the heavens... Beastmastermself at his original location. At the same time, he concealed himself three feet away from the illusion.It's hard to say if the Master could use the Pearl of Mirage King to deceive Zhao Wuyan. As fel...