Sky Curtain: The Darwin Incident at the outset, the Declaration of the People's League

Even if you no longer have contact with it, because you have already established a connection with that world, the ancient gods' murmurs will naturally reach your mind and erode your sanity.

This is the fate of the extraordinary—either lose control in madness, or go mad in losing control.

The scene flashes back to an elderly man sitting in a wheelchair, staring blankly out the window.

His lips moved slightly, as if he were muttering something, but no one could understand him.

The whispers of the ancient gods were forever in his ears.

The true protagonists of this world are those targeted by those indescribable things.

His name is Klein Moretti.

Or rather... Zhou Mingrui

[A... 'time traveler']

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——The World of Lord of Mysteries——

In the shadows of the cemetery, by the crimson moonlight, Klein took one last look at Captain Dunn's tombstone, his fingertips gently tracing the epitaph, before he was about to leave.

Hearing his own name called twice in a row suddenly made him freeze instantly.

He was quite happy when the sky first appeared.

It's always exciting to see familiar things when you suddenly arrive in a completely unfamiliar world.

But he quickly adapted to life there.

This steampunk style is like the world on the eve of the Industrial Revolution.

There was nothing he could do. He tried several times, but the sky completely ignored him, just like a lifeless object without any emotion.

What can he do?

Since Tianmu couldn't help him, he could only eat and drink here, conforming to his status.

The world is vast, but taking care of yourself is the most important thing.

They come, the security.

He carefully maintained his simple yet warm family with only his two remaining relatives, his brother Benson and his sister Melissa. He just wanted to live a peaceful life, support himself with his own abilities, and protect these two family members who, despite having no blood relation to him, had given him the warmth of family.

Unfortunately, fate is never in our control.

That ridiculous, awful fortune-telling ritual led him to unexpectedly step into the gray fog, awakening that mysterious space and revealing the mysterious side of this world.

By chance, in order to protect his family and to gain a foothold in this dangerous world, he joined the Night Watchers and became one of Captain Dunn's men, officially embarking on his extraordinary journey.

As a Sequence 9 fortune teller, he relied on the rationality and caution of a transmigrator to explore and learn extraordinary knowledge. With the help of the Night Watchers, he gradually understood the mysterious rules of this world. By chance, he learned about the role-playing method that could prevent loss of control and digest magic potions. Step by step, he steadily advanced to become a Sequence 8 clown.

He thought he could continue like this, as an ordinary night watchman, living a peaceful life in this world where the extraordinary and the ordinary coexist.

He followed the team to handle all kinds of supernatural events, fight against cultists lurking in the darkness, witnessed the wonder of extraordinary power, saw the terror of out-of-control individuals, and experienced the filth and evil in the darkness.

To be honest, it's not bad to have days like this.

There's work, there's excitement, there are tall people to hold up the sky if it falls, and interesting things happen from time to time.

Unfortunately, Ince Zangwell's appearance brought about a devastating disaster.

Captain Dunn and Cohen sacrificed themselves to protect Tingen.

The entire Night Watch squad was wiped out.

He deserved to die anyway.

However, he was rather special... or perhaps it was a perk of being a transmigrator, as he encountered many strange and unusual things, which brought him back to life.

As a result, he had just finished secretly mourning his teammates when Tianmu announced his name.

And there were two of them!

So... I really am extraordinary...

My own world is also extraordinary.

They actually qualified to go up to the sky.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

In an ordinary house, a faint sadness still lingered in the air, and the living room even retained a sense of solemnity that had not yet dissipated after the funeral.

Benson had just finished sorting through Klein's belongings, his fingertips still caressing the old books his brother had used, his eyes slightly red.

As the elder brother, he had to suppress his grief and support the family, but every time he saw Klein's things, the bitterness in his heart would surge uncontrollably.

Melissa sat to the side, her little hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes, her eyes red and swollen. She was clearly extremely sad, but she was sensible enough not to cry out loud. She just lowered her head and silently shed tears.

What the screen broadcasts is unimportant to them.

Sequences, pathways, extraordinary beings—those distant and terrifying secrets were nothing more than unfamiliar and obscure rumors to the brother and sister who had just lost their loved ones.

The most important thing now is that their older/younger brother is gone.

The content displayed on the screen was, at most, to allow them to slightly adjust their focus and temporarily escape the pain of losing their loved ones.

Just listen to it, there's no need to take it seriously.

However, Tianmu's words immediately drew their attention back.

"...Klein?"

Melissa murmured the name first, her swollen eyes widening suddenly, and the tears that had been welling up in her eyes rolled down her cheeks without warning.

Why, why is his name here?

Melissa doesn't understand what a protagonist is, or what an extraordinary world is.

All she knew was that her brother, whom she would never see again, had his name on it.

She instinctively grabbed Benson's sleeve, her small hands icy cold, her voice trembling with tears, yet she dared not speak loudly: "Brother, it's Klein... it's brother's name..."

Benson, standing to the side, froze completely the moment he heard the name.

The book slipped from his hand and fell to the ground without him noticing. His eyes were fixed on the sky, his pupils contracted sharply, and the color drained from his face.

He was more clear-headed than Melissa and understood better how incredible this scene was.

His younger brother, an ordinary college student, had just passed away from illness. How could he suddenly become the "protagonist" in the eyes of this sky?

And then there are those time travelers...

He recalled everything about Klein's life, his brother's sudden change, and his unexpected death. What were once ordinary events now seemed full of doubts.

Suddenly, he realized something.

Those who had appeared in the sky before, and those he understood to be worthy of being called "protagonists," were all incredibly lucky.

It was as if the world revolved around them.

So, is there still a chance for his younger brother to be resurrected?

His heart immediately started racing.

"Melissa, wait here for a moment, I'm going out for a bit."

After comforting his sister, Benson immediately set off.

He wanted to visit his younger brother's grave.

Although he had just returned, he needed to go again.

And Melissa?

It would be best if Klein were to be resurrected.

If he didn't come back to life... Melissa's speculation brought her both hope and despair...

He didn't want Melissa to continue being sad!

Chapter 98 Forgot the Title

"I'm going to beat them all! I'm going to beat them all! Damn it, why does this sky screen just blurt out everything?!"

An angry growl exploded through the Night Watchers' stronghold, plunging the entire city into unprecedented chaos.

Regardless of the ordinary people who know nothing for the moment, the entire night watch team is in complete chaos, a veritable upheaval.

Within the ironclad rules of the extraordinary world, there exist many untouchable taboos.

Secrets lurking in the shadows, extraordinary knowledge twisted and insane, all sorts of forbidden information... these things must never be exposed to the public!

They are inherently highly polluting. Once they become known to ordinary people and spread rampantly among the population, those who hear them may suffer from mental confusion or insanity, or even worse, they may attract terrifying pollution, awaken eerie entities lurking in the surroundings, or even directly cause extraordinary regional disasters.

At that time, not only will ordinary people be doomed, but even the night watchmen will be unable to suppress this catastrophe, which will ultimately lead to an irreparable tragedy.

It would be a devastating blow to the order of the entire city and even the entire region.

The higher-ups were frantic and started giving orders to their subordinates.

"Seale off! Immediately impose a complete seal-off! Every city, every street, mobilize everyone who can move! Immediately check all sealed objects within the strongholds for any unusual activity, thoroughly search every corner, and confirm whether any contamination has leaked out through the sky!"

"Hurry up! Be quick, or it'll all be over!"

Urgent and stern orders kept coming from above.

The night watchmen below listened to the continuous stream of instructions, their hearts filled with complaints.

One mouth at the top, legs running themselves ragged at the bottom.

They not only had to rush to their posts despite the risk of contamination, but also had to appease the panicked public, preventing the contaminated materials from getting out of control while curbing the spread of pollution. They didn't even have a moment to catch their breath.

The entire Night Watch system instantly sprang into action, but it still couldn't stop the undercurrents surging in this world.

After all, this world is inherently filled with all sorts of forces, and some supreme beings have always been watching over it.

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No matter how tense the world is, it cannot interfere with the operation of the celestial canopy.

Even in this protagonist's world.

The image on the celestial screen then rotates again.