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    Zhao Guangli has never been able to get used to this kind of shock.

    In such endless darkness, terrifying things emerge one after another, and the corpse in front of you can be considered one of them.

    This is a young boy, about the same age as Zhao Guangli. At this moment, the corpse is sitting on a stone chair, facing the table in front of him. It seems that this man was still there during his lifetime.  It's like eating happily.

    Zhao Guangli calmed down from his panic. He walked slowly and cautiously. The table was full of maggots and rotting animal carcasses, and black grease flowed from a crack on the table.

    "This thingcan he eat it?" Zhao Guangli covered his nose and frowned.

    The young man¡¯s body was slightly rotten, which was natural in such a humid environment, but his clothes made Zhao Guangli look a little suspiciously.

    The clothes of this corpse are pure black, which looks quite gorgeous and exquisite, and does not seem to be a style that ordinary people can afford.

    And such clothes are somewhat similar to what people wore in the steam age. Unlike the attendant who died next to the carriage before, this corpse should be wearing regular clothes of this era.

    In the darkness, Zhao Guangli also discovered golden lines on the clothes of the corpse, which proved that the owner of the corpse had some wealth when he was alive.

    ¡°It¡¯s hard to judge the time of death.¡± Zhao Guangli used a black dagger to gently push away the corpse¡¯s rotting hands that were still on the table. The scene was very intense, but Zhao Guangli still persisted.

    "Since this guy died in this shack, he should have been killed by the monster who tricked him into this house." Zhao Guangli paid attention to not letting the body touch his hand, and analyzed it carefully on the other side.  With.

    That monster has the ability to control black mist and create illusions. This man must have been deceived by the illusion.

    Zhao Guangli sighed.

    This corpse looks extremely terrifying, and the golden hair is still there, showing that he was originally of a Western race.

    It¡¯s just that he died in a place like this now. Judging from Zhao Guangli¡¯s thoughts, this man¡¯s death time should not be long.

    Because, on this man's chest, there is a symbol mark similar to a leaf, and such marks exist on every corpse of the carriage attendant at the intersection where Zhao Guangli woke up.

    So, this man should be acting with his original self in this world.

    Thinking of this, Zhao Guangli's eyes became sharper. He stared at the chest of the corpse, frowned, and then took a deep breath.

    "This guy is so luxuriously dressed"

    "It shouldn't be an ordinary person."

    In the darkness, a young boy without hesitation changed his hands with a black dagger and gently cut open the clothes of the corpse. Despite his reluctance, Zhao Guangli still did it meticulously.

    There were silver coins on this corpse. Zhao Guangli took out the silver coins he found on the carriage before, compared them, and showed a clear look.

    ¡°It shouldn¡¯t be wrong, these should be the currencies of this world.¡±

    The front has a pattern of purple gold flowers, and the back has a man's head, but in the dark, Zhao Guangli couldn't see it clearly.

    But Zhao Guangli didn't care, and gently threw the silver coins on the ground, making a jingling sound.

    In the current situation, these currencies will not play any role in your own safety. On the contrary, these silver coins are not light in weight. If you really encounter something dangerous, they will only hinder your escape.

    "These are" Zhao Guangli took out three black scrolls from the corpse's pocket at this moment. These scrolls seemed to be integrated with the environment at this time. He gently touched the opening of the black scroll with his fingers.  At the same place, there was a strange light sliding in the darkness, and then disappeared in an instant.

    Zhao Guangli is not stupid. Although he doesn't know what the purpose of these scrolls is, he knows very well that they must be good things. After touching the corpse for so long, he finally touched something that is consistent with the setting of this world.  .

    Since waking up in the darkness, Zhao Guangli has been running away.

    From the verses on the yellowed parchment to the appearance of the water ghost and the woman, it seems that the shape of this world is described.

    Monsters that do not exist in the original world, and the word "extraordinary" that all objects point to.

    Zhao Guangli held the threeThe black scroll was gently placed on his waist.

    "Superordinary?"

    Zhao Guangli muttered softly, with a dazed expression on his young and thin face.

    At this moment, a black notebook was slowly revealed on the chest of the corpse.

    The notebook is quite well-preserved. The black cover seems to have marks carved with fire paint. The exquisite outlines reveal that the original owner of this notebook was probably a wealthy man.

    Zhao Guangli reached out and picked up the black notebook.

    This is a diary.

    Although it¡¯s not the right time, Zhao Guangli still wants to say something No serious person can keep a diary.

    The handwriting in the diary is not pretty and can only be described as barely legible. There are various pictures on it, indicating that the owner of this diary is a teenager who is in adolescence.

    Zhao Guangli opened the diary naturally. He didn't think there was anything wrong with reading a dead man's diary. On the contrary, he knew very well that this was a good opportunity for him to understand the world.

    "In the 412th year of the Tianqi calendar, it is sunny on May 12th."

    ¡°I don¡¯t like Oriental people.¡±

    "Those yellow-skinned and black-haired monkeys always have an inexplicable smell on their bodies, just like the smell of the swill buckets in the back kitchen of Gatai Barbecue on Perfume Street."

    "Oh my god."

    "The great Master Harlan Bird has to go to school with those disgusting Orientals every day. It's really unbearable."

    "If possible, I hope there won't be any yellow-skinned students in the entire Black Iron Castle Oak Academy."

    "Of courseexcept Gu XintongObviously, she is an exception."

    Zhao Guangli continued to frown at this moment. He felt that his brows would not be healed for a while.

    The earliest diary I found doesn¡¯t contain much content, but the information that can be obtained is not that little for Zhao Guangli.

    "This body should have died within the past few days. The diary is in very new condition and is not even half written." Zhao Guangli flipped through the second half of the black diary and determined the time.

    At this moment, Zhao Guangli is in the 412th year of the Tianqi Calendar of this world.

    "As expected, this world should be a social form of mixed Eastern and Western races." Zhao Guangli looked at the diary. It was obvious that the owner of this diary, Mr. Corpse sitting next to him at the moment, was an out-and-out person.  Butt racist.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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