Chapter 1: Fangxian


    There are no second chances in life.


    Once we die, there may not even be a next lifetime.


    Fangxian knew this fact very well because he himself is a Traveller.


    Since the death of thest lifetime, he has then arrived into this world.


    As usual, the rm sounds off early in the morning.


    Fangxian woke up, washed up, stared at the slightly pale face in the mirror, as well as the subtle eye bags under his eyes. He couldn''t help but smile bitterly, and muttered to himself: "Who said that traveling required golden fingers, can it be developed?"


    With more than 20 years of experience with traveling lifetimes, he has proven that a salted fish traveling past lifetimes is still a salted fish!


    We live in a technologically advanced world that can even navigate interster travel. Yet, in this lifetime he still doesn''t know the level of civilization.


    Therefore, whatever is necessary to travel through ancient times, not to mention old-fashioned projects can be directly shot dead.


    Because of thepletely different historical development, there is no hope in riding the wave and following trends to reap the benefits in an urbanized economy.


    As for bringing forth ssical civilization?


    Haha Fangxian was so tragically sad that he realized that he couldn''t even recite the first chapter of the four masterpieces! But just remember that knowing the plot summary, there wasnt a better writing to perfectly interpret it.


    Needless to say, the essence of the interster civilization world would be a straightforward battle, and there were countless and countless of masters. It would be delusional to attempt to be famous at once.


    Most importantly, Fangxian realized that there was a problem with his mentality. To summarize, salted fish is not terrible, rather whats terrible is that deep in his heart, he has already be a salted fish.


    "Live in the lower ss for the rest of your life, anyways surviving one more day is already a win Only peace and serenity are real, and it is a blessing to live your life surreptitiously"


    After hypnotizing himself byforting himself, Fangxian sessfully epted the fact that he had failed in life. He hurriedly filled up his stomach with scraps and opened the door.


    His current location is at a two-story concrete building, living on the second floor and a facade on the first floor. The slightly outdated signboard is printed with the five faded characters: Fangs Pawn Shop''.


    This is Fangxian''s greatest asset and daily ie.


    "Pity Under the premise of arge number of undevelopeds, real estate is really not worth anything Wait, why am I thinking so much? Every day I work hard to earn money, go on blind dates, marry a not-so-good-looking but still decent wife, and have a few children, and life will just pass like that"


    Fang Xian looked down the Moncoro hall and made himself a pot of tea. He was feeling nonchnt.


    This was his pawnshop, basically, there wasnt much business. It wasnt much but it was enough.


    There seems to be no business today, why not just close business and go online, I still have a mission in Legend of the Olden Days


    In this technologically advanced world, all virtual reality games have already been invented, giving people an immersive experience, causing countless people to be addicted in the regr civilian districts, even resulting in them beingpletely unable to distinguish between virtual and reality. They are married in the game and n to live a lifetime there. These Net worms are by no means umon.


    Although Fangxian wasnt addicted, he inevitably relied on this as a means to spend his days.


    "Hey hey maybe this was what those elite elders meant. In order to relieve pressure and contradictions, virtual games are used to entice inferior people like us. s the social ss, civilization development"


    He murmured, and then smiled bitterly: "So what if I can see clearly? I''m just a nobody, I have no strength and I don''t have the mood. I can do whatever I want"


    Fang Xian forlornly drank a mouthful of his tea and was about to close the door to y his game. Suddenly, a figure shed at the door and anky middle-aged man walked in.


    He was around his mid-thirties. His hair was as messy as a birds nest, he had a gaunt face and his eyes were bloodshot.


    How much time was spent grinding games overnight here


    Fangxian secretly felt disapproval of that statement, but he continued to sh a gentle smile on his face: Wee dear customer, are you pawning or redeeming an item?


    Pawning!


    The middle-aged man tossed a small ck cloth bag onto the tabletop and revealed that inside the bag was a quaint paper bag book.


    Oh Antique


    Fangxian was overjoyed on the inside.


    In this era, the way of storing data has long be digitalized with various electronic means. This kind of paper bag book is really rare, and the upper-ssmunity seems to have started a retro trend recently. Such ancient books can be redecorated and sent torge auction houses and it may get a good price.


    In the antique business, it was normal to close business for three years and reopen for business for the next three.


    He remained expressionless, donned on his gloves, and began inspecting the book carefully.


    The book cover was pitch ck and the words on the pages were unrecognizable to Fengxian.


    After opening it, the paper pages on the inside were also a little strange. It was light yellow and thicker. Even without gloves on, it felt indescribable to the touch.


    Parchment? There are only seven pages, much thinner than expected And whatnguage is the text of this book?


    There are manynguages developed on this since the beginning of time, but Fangxian was almost certain that this was not anguage that originated from this.


    He frowned and began to ask: It would be hard to decipher the text, which makes it impossible to confirm its content, origins, rarity, or whether its a limited edition The price is May I know if you are going to redeem it back after you pawn it?


    Nope, I wish not to ever see it again


    The middle-aged mans lips trembled, his eyes seemed to brim with unimaginable fear.


    It isnt stolen goods, is it?


    Fangxian felt a little stunned, but he wasnt too concerned about it. Instead, he started to haggle with the man with his silver tongue and shed his offer. Finally, at a tenth of the price, he managed to im the ancient paper bag as his own.


    Profit, Today is a profitable day!


    Fengxian quickly wrapped up business after sending off the middle-aged man. He hurriedly shut the door with a hint of glee, whilst carefully studying the treasure he had just received.


    Well Cant find it on the inte, it seems like it is a very umonly spokennguage


    He began to scrutinize the countless wriggly inscriptions and started to feel dizzy.


    The distorted font, the inexplicable color It was like it had a life of its own, slowlying to its senses.


    Interesting


    He knew about Peripheral Drift Illusion pictures from online sources, pictures that are clearly still, yet able to reflect a dynamic effect and looks as though it is moving.


    The texts on this book seem to have some meaning with regard to this aspect.


    He removed his gloves and touched the booklet. That unspeakable feeling intensified.


    Fengxians thoughts began to wander off unconsciously, wondering about the origins of this ancient scripture.


    Hiss Hiss


    There were mixed noises in his ears, and scenes of illusions shed over his eyes.


    A trembling palm, its owner appeared to be mentally and emotionally unstable while copying something from a huge book.


    In the vicinity of the huge book, was an altar full of fresh blood and internal organs, an atmosphere that was punctuated with horror.


    As the scene changed, that transcript began to circte in the hands of different people, resulting in a terrible fate and bad luck to befall them.


    Atst, it was pawned by the previous owner into his own hands


    Was it an illusion? Maybe I yed too many games and I cant distinguish between the virtual world and reality? Cant possibly be, I dont want to be admitted into a mental hospital also this book, is it really a book of doom? Perhaps it is a pretty good gimmick, but why am I starting to think that it is not an original?


    Fangxian started to pant uncontrobly, his expression was constantly changing: Lets give it a name The Inexplicable Book? Secret Scriptures of the Profound Lands? No, no, no, it''s better to call it The Secret Transcript of the Mysterious Caverns Eh?


    He looked at the cover of the ck book, his expression suddenly stagnated.


    The originally distorted fonts, the constantly squirmingbinations of unfathomable words bing readable to him, forming the six characters: The Secret Transcript of the Mysterious Caverns.