Lord of Mysteries: Breaking the Fourth Wall.

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The sound of splashing water seemed distant, causing Li Zexi's eyelids to twitch slightly as his consciousness sluggishly turned like a rusty machine.

"Did I leave the water running in the bathroom? No, I have to get up and check."

Li Zexi struggled to focus, gradually opening his eyes.

In his blurred vision, he vaguely saw a wooden ceiling tinged with a hint of crimson.

His mind felt numb, failing to register anything unusual. He subconsciously looked around.

He found himself in a small room with a bed, a table, and a cabinet. A bronze mirror hung on the wooden wall, reflecting the night sky outside the window, where a red crescent moon hung.

And...

A man was sitting on the bed, leaning against the wall!

The man had his head down, with a bullet hole between his eyebrows and blood staining his face. He looked particularly ferocious under the crimson light spilling in from the window.

Dead?

Li Zexi shivered and snapped awake completely.

Only then did he realize that the colors in the room were extraordinarily vivid, the scene before him like a brightly colored oil painting.

Right before his eyes, the flying dust was frozen, and an unknown insect hovered motionless in midair as if time had stopped.

Then Li Zexi noticed that he was holding a thick book.

It exuded an indescribable sense of illusion, with shimmering colors floating around the edges and a strange pattern on the dark cover.

It was an eye with a triangle in the pupil. Around the eye were seven symbols.

Strangely, Li Zexi couldn't see the seven symbols clearly, as they seemed shrouded in a cloud of mist, vague and indistinct.

Below this eye pattern, some text read: Knowledge Authority-9.

The cover opened by itself, revealing slightly yellowed pages inside. The first line bore the word 'collection' on the blank page. He didn't know what it meant.

The strange book gradually faded in the blink of an eye until it disappeared from Li Zexi's sight as if it had been an illusion.

With the book's disappearance, the room's light and color also began to return to normal.

Li Zexi remembered the corpse on the bed, stood up abruptly, and suddenly felt a lightness on his shoulders, followed by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground beside him.

He looked around and saw a man dressed as a sailor lying on the ground. A pool of blood silently spread beneath the sailor's body.

Another dead man!

What's going on?

Looking around in horror, he knew this wasn't his rented apartment. He could hear splashing water outside the window, and the floor shook slightly, making it feel almost like he was on a boat.

Inadvertently, Li Zexi caught sight of the bronze mirror on the wall and saw a strange figure.

About seventeen or eighteen years old, with short black hair, dark blue eyes, slightly fair skin, and a faint scar under the left eye, like a tear.

He was slender, wearing a blood-stained black formal suit, with his shirt collar skewed and missing buttons.

Who is this? A crazy idea came to Li Zexi's mind.

He tried to raise his hand, and the strange young man in the mirror mimicked his movements.

Hum!

Li Zexi stepped back in disbelief, a clear realization gradually emerging in his panicked thoughts: Is the person in the mirror me? Have I travelled?

Suddenly, he felt something under his feet and saw a beautifully shaped revolver. The barrel and body were decorated with patterns like snake scales.

Li Zexi picked up the revolver, shook the cylinder, and found two bullets missing. Where did they go? The answer was obvious. These two missing bullets had caused the murders in the room.

Who killed these two?

It can't be me, can it?

Stimulated by this thought, some images suddenly flashed in his mind.

Li Zexi saw himself wrestling with two people, one resembling a ship passenger and the other a sailor.

They crashed into this room. He kicked the passenger away and took the opportunity to raise the revolver decorated with snake scale patterns, shooting the other man with precise accuracy and putting him to eternal sleep.

The remaining sailor rushed forward frantically. He stabbed the dagger in his hand into the sailor's left rib, receiving a blow from the revolver to his chin in return.

Vomit-

He suddenly felt his stomach churn. He retched while leaning on the wall but didn't throw up anything.

He lifted his shirt and saw a wound on his left rib. However, the flesh and blood at the wound were wriggling, the wound closing and healing.

This made Li Zexi heave a sigh of relief.

However, even though the wound was healing, the fact remained that there were murders in this room.

It seemed he was indeed the murderer.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile wryly.

As a young man who grew up under the law, he had never killed a chicken, let alone a person.

To suddenly find out he had killed someone was terrifying. Moreover, as these memory fragments flashed back, the original owner's memories surfaced in his mind.

Seth Disraeli is a native of Enqi Town, Desi County, Loen Kingdom, Northern Continent.

His father was Baron Byson Disraeli, who owned a manor, a lumberyard, a textile factory, and a large piece of land in Enqi Town, all for charitable purposes.

His mother, Anilu, was a gentle woman who always supported and raised the children. The family also included a younger sister and a younger brother.

Originally, with such conditions, according to this, the original owner should have become a promising young nobleman who worked hard for the well-being of the people at the bottom.

Unfortunately, it was just the opposite.

The original owner had a bad reputation in Enqi Town: oppressing the poor, being tyrannical, reckless, and leading a debauched lifestyle.

This time, he had harmed his personal maid. Due to public pressure, his father, Byson, kicked him out of the house under the guise of discussing some business.

He first went to Desi Bay and stayed there for nearly a month. Then he took the Alfalfa to Enmat Port.

At this point, Li Zexi suddenly had the urge to cry.

Isn't the original owner a perfect example of an aristocratic villain? This kind of person is an experience pack for the protagonist to gain a reputation. What did I do to deserve transmigrating into someone like this?

Li Zexi wanted to cry, but the flashbacks continued in his mind.

Just five days after leaving Desi Bay, the Alfalfa encountered pirates.

The King of the Five Seas, Nast, and his gang ransacked their ship. Fortunately, they only took money and didn't kill anyone.

However, misfortune never comes singly.

Not long after the pirates left, violent infighting broke out among the passengers and crew of the Alfalfa.

The dispute soon became a brawl, followed by confrontations with revolvers and swords.

During those few days of killing, people on the ship fell one after another, the deck stained red with blood, and despair spread throughout the vessel.

Fortunately, the captain led some people, including the original owner, who had yet to lose their minds, to hide on the lower deck.

They hid there for nearly a week, pushing those crazy guys on the ship to their limits, preparing to launch an attack tonight to seize control of the ship.

Because the original owner was one of the few people with a gun, he was sent out to scout. Before reaching the upper deck, he was discovered by the two dead men, leading to a fierce but brief battle.

The memory fragments finally faded, and he recalled the information, extracting some key points.

'King of the Five Seas' Nast? Never heard of him.

But...

Loen Kingdom, Desi County. Church of the Goddess of the Evernight. I have seen this somewhere.

Wait.

He quickly covered his mouth, stifling the exclamation that almost escaped.

He suddenly felt weak and nearly collapsed.

He knew what world he had traveled to.

"Lord of the Mysteries"!

It is a well-known novel. He had been recommended it countless times by friends and was reading it recently.

Even though he had only read less than fifty chapters, Li Zexi knew that the book depicted a mysterious, dangerous, thrilling, and terrifying world!

Here, gods truly exist, and evil gods await revival in the shadows.

This is a world with extraordinary power. A bug passing by your feet, a cat jumping on the windowsill, or even a golden retriever at home may possess mysterious powers beyond your imagination!

"I actually traveled to such a dangerous world?"

Li Zexi looked at the revolver in his hand and smiled wryly.

He really wanted to put a bullet through his head.

Compared to the weird and creepy deaths in this world, dying by gunshot seemed merciful.

Putting down the revolver, shook his head vigorously. Even ants cling to life, let alone humans.

Moreover, who knows if he could be reborn after death; he didn't dare gamble.

There was a soft call from outside the door, followed by someone shouting: "Mr. Seth, are you okay?"

Li Zexi turned around and saw a young man standing at the room's door, about twenty-seven or eight years old, with blond hair and a nose like an eagle's beak.

Li Zexi remembered that his name was 'Joyce.' He was from Tingen City and had come to the Southern Continent for business. Not long ago, he took the Alfalfa to return to Tingen.

"I'm fine, just..." Li Zexi glanced at the two corpses, "They discovered me, so I had to kill them."

Only then did Joyce notice the two bodies in the room. The blond young man's face turned pale: "We heard gunshots. The captain thinks something may have happened to you, and Mr. Terry also thinks we should act early."

"After all, the gunshots will attract those lunatics' attention."

"Now that everyone has left the lower deck, will you join me?"

Li Zexi nodded, took a deep breath, and walked out the door.

I can't go back.

All I can do now is find a way to survive this chaos. Then I'll change the original owner's reputation, gain my family's support, and get in touch with the mysterious field to become an Extraordinary!

Only by becoming Extraordinary can one have self-protection in this wild and mysterious world.

So...

Li Zexi stepped out of the room. As he passed Joyce, he seemed to be talking to himself.

"From now on, I am as Seth Disraeli!"