Plague Doctor

How come?

Gu Jun's mind seemed like something had blown up. A large group of minds wrapped wildly around him, making his heart ache.

How could the contents of this caretaker's diary have changed since it happened in the alien world a long time ago?

This is a reward given by the system. This power is not known to the Born Church, the Lalaire Order, and this is also his variable...

What's wrong with time and space here? Can what happens here change the past?

“Gu Jun!” Wu Shiyu rushed over and shook him. "Stop, I think your spirit is affected. Stop! ”

Is that so? Gu Jun pressed his head with one hand, but he knew it was not easy, otherwise the diary would not change...

“I'll open a door and try.” Wu Shiyu is going to take the knife in his hand, "look what it is? ”

“No, no...” Gu Jun obstructed her, his spirit should also be affected, “If I am affected, you cannot suffer too, one of us must remain normal, otherwise it may be a total confusion..."

“What exactly did you see?” Wu Shiyu asked, "Can't you say? ”

Gu Jun looked at her and suddenly a little uneasiness appeared. Her figure seemed a little blurred.

Her tone is a little strange. Is she really Wu Shiyu? Would it start by walking into this ancient mansion, or since when, it's just an illusion? Is it something else? They've split up? I always felt that salt rain would not be so positive...

Or was I paranoid? Is that so?

“Nothing...” Dumb Gu Junsha said, “Let's go upstairs and take a look.” Maybe, maybe old dog uncle's hiding there?

He grabbed the kerosene lamp in her hand, took the knife, and walked over the stairs, his eyes lit up and he followed the person beside him. I always felt her face was too bland. Her words were too ordinary, but her eyes were too sharp. She didn't look like Wu Shiyu...

“What's the matter?” She asked.

“Nothing." He said again, walking through this old staircase in spirit and onto the third floor of the ancient mansion.

As you can see from the outside, the third floor of the house is a large loft structure, with less than half the floor area on one or two floors and a sloping roof above it. He lifted up the kerosene lights and lit them, and the beams were covered with spider webs, and he looked around, scattered debris all over the ground.

Alien cover medical books, already moldy glass tubes, broken documents...

The lights were shining again, and the surrounding walls seemed to be filled with strange paintings.

“Rain, can you see those paintings?” Gu Jun asked and saw the kind of giant bat, just like those on the wall of Chen Fade's cave; there were also broken bodies, twisted trees, sweeping mountain peaks, and there seemed to be a painting of a deserted island with a house on the island...

“I can see it, it feels strange.” Wu Shiyu nodded.

The more Gu Jun looked at her, the more she felt something was wrong, unlike it, really unlike it.

Still my spirit is wrong... He bit his teeth, put the kerosene lamp on a small wooden table next to him, took the Callup anatomical knife out of his medical bag and held it, tried to purify his mind and sober up, but there were other visionary debris hidden in front of him.

At that time, he noticed that there was a yellow envelope on the wooden table that made him feel familiar.

The letter sent to Mr. Calder, dissecting another mission reward that the corpse ghost received...

“Is that the one?” Put down the knife first. Gu Jun picked up the letter and saw that the envelope was old and covered with dust, but the text was still clearly visible.

[Recipient: Shoples-Gard

Messenger: Zodi Ussam, Address: Guotou-Kalop College]

Not that one, the sender of that one is an "old friend”, no address...

From Callup College? Gu Jun removed the only letter from the already torn envelope. Half a page was filled with foreign text. His eyes swept and he quickly read it.

“You have been admitted to our school... The new school year will begin on September 1st...”

“Gard, you have a great gift and shouldn't be wasted. Visiting the Academy will be a new beginning, with challenges, but you will face them with new friends. ”

This is a letter of persuasion that Mr. Usam wrote to Gard himself. Words are serious, but there is an encouragement for comfort, and it seems to know Gard's hesitation.

But it looks like the caretaker's diary also says that Calder didn't go in the end.

Why? Gu Jun's head hurts even more. What do you feel? I opened the letter in my head and read it again...

The letter sent by “old friend" became the one in his hand.

“A Letter”, can this letter change...

How could it be? He breathed deeply, as if this letter had triggered a mood, is it Calder's mood... hesitation, hesitation, not wanting to invest in that new environment, entering Callup means a lot, such as the expectations of the townspeople, and expecting their Mr. Callup to show his head there...

Let the big towns talk, that Gard of Wortham.

But Carlop's competition was too fierce, too many geniuses, he wasn't that good, he knew he wasn't that good...

But the townsfolk don't know, not to go to Callup can be for other reasons.

Too bad. They would say that Calder is a waste of talent.

But I wouldn't say that Calder was just a genius.

“Ah...” Gu Jun threw away the letter, but his headache was still haunting. Calder didn't end up at Callup College. He wanted to get out of his way. He started studying medicine and mystics on his own, but he always failed and never got anything...

On the other hand, Calder walks in the township and always hears about Callup. Because whether you're a drunk in a tavern, a farmer in a field, or a gentleman at a banquet, you're talking about Carlop College, talking about bright new stars.

Son of iron, Lilore-Langton...

Genius, everyone said that it was a genius who had been ranked number one since Callup built the school, the Iron Son of the Goddess of Life...

“Son of iron.” Gu Jun muttered and felt a complex resentment, reluctant to think about it but sometimes remembered it.

That's who Calder wants to be, but never will be.

Rigorous Langton, genius Langton, bright Langton.

Weak Gard, mediocre Gard, humble Gard.

Unfortunately infected with the plague, he soon became a dirty, hateful ogre, Gard.

In this house, he made up a dream for himself, in which he was no longer Calder, he was Langton, he was someone else.

Calder is someone else, and this plague is created by the paganism in which Calder is located, because they want to create a more terrible plague, create a more terrible dead skin than a corpse eater, ravage this whole world, all the world, defeat Langton, change everything that is set...

But it's a dream, it's all a dream.

He's still trapped in this shithole.

“Ah!” Gu Jun pressed his hands against his aching head, "Fake, I know it's fake, I'm Gu Jun...”

At this time, the kerosene lamp shook a strange figure in front of it, and that strange face appeared to be hazy, strange and morbid, and the cheekbones, gums, and mandible that protruded uncoordinately were all indicative of its transformation into a ghost eater.

“Don't move!” Gu Jun shouted, copied the long knife on the table next to him and lifted it... he suddenly saw that the figure also waved the same long knife.

The light shook, and he saw, there was a copper-framed floor glass mirror, and that shadow was the mirror image, and it was him.

And around him, there was no other figure, no Wu Shiyu or anyone else.