radicalducati Chapter 68 Rosell: So angry I wanted to hit someone
Chapter 68 Rosell: So angry I wanted to hit someone
"...Can you sense what I'm thinking?" After making a sarcastic remark, Roselle tentatively asked in his mind.
Then he saw a line of text appear in the diary:
"I can't sense it, it's just a guess. You're too easy to understand."
Rosell: ...
You'll see if I believe you or not, and that's it!
So what exactly is going on?
Russell frowned. He thought for a moment, then suddenly took out a match, but hesitated before actually lighting the diary.
After all, this was a diary he had written in for a long time. Even if it were burned, although he could recreate it from memory later, it would still feel a bit strange.
And most importantly, Russell couldn't actually be sure whether the problem was with the diary or not. If the current situation still occurred after burning it, wouldn't all his efforts have been in vain?
……
"Don't burn it, because it won't do any good. Before the window of opportunity closes, I can communicate with you through any written medium."
Rosen picked up his pen and wrote down this line. He was telling the truth. Although the direct conversation appeared in the diary, it would be useless even if Rosell disposed of the diary. Before the "window period," that is, the effective time of this page of the diary, ended, Rosen could communicate with Rosell through any written medium, including his eyes.
If Russell is so capable, he should gouge out his own eyes.
……
Rosell looked at the new entries in the diary, shook his head, and suddenly felt a sense of being manipulated. This made him frown, and he abruptly asked, "Who exactly are you? A resurrected sealed artifact? The will of some evil god or hidden being?"
New words appeared in the diary:
"If you have any questions, please write them down, since I can't sense your specific thoughts."
P.S.: I'm from your hometown!
Rosell: ...
How come you can't sense my specific thoughts?
And... fellow townsman?
Rosell's heart skipped a beat. He knew, of course, what the word referred to: his hometown, which he had left long ago, and the era he could never return to.
……
"How can you expect me to believe you're from my hometown?"
Rosen looked at the unfamiliar words that finally appeared on the diary page and couldn't help but smile. He gripped the pen and wrote:
"I guess even if I said some words that only time travelers would know, like Earth or something, you wouldn't believe me. You'd just think I read your mind."
……
"Heh, what else? You want me to believe in a so-called evil god who can read minds?" Roselle curled his lip, thinking of the guy he unexpectedly encountered in the lab today who seemed to be trapped in a storm and lost in the depths of darkness. He felt that there were just too many fraudulent evil gods these days.
Wait, could there be some connection between these two, or perhaps they are simply the same person?
Rosell narrowed his eyes suspiciously. He then looked at the diary, wanting to see what other tricks this hidden, descending being's will could pull. But after seeing the newly appeared words, he suddenly paused, stunned:
"How about this, I'll visit you at your house next time—I mean, the house you lived in before you time-traveled. Don't be too surprised to see me there!"
……
"What do you mean? What do you mean by visiting my home before I transmigrated? Do you even know where my home is? No, how could you possibly visit my home before I transmigrated? Where are you?"
The words, written so urgently they appeared somewhat disorganized, appeared on the diary page. Rosen chuckled as he looked at them before casually picking up his pen and writing a sentence:
"I exist in the cracks of time."
"The window of opportunity is over, let's talk again next time, Huang Tao."
……
"No, you, I, fuck!"
As Russell looked at the words appearing in the diary, his urge to curse reached its peak.
Who hangs someone like that?
If you do this, the evil god will be beaten to death!
Russell cursed inwardly, and after calming down a bit, he finally looked at the diary again.
The words left by the unknown entity are still there, but the other party seems to have really left, without any further reply.
Russell's gaze fell on the phrase "I exist in the cracks of time," and a few seconds later he took a deep breath.
He tried to reassure himself that the other person was just trying to fool him, but he couldn't help but think about another possibility.
What if what the other person is saying is true?
Rosell closed his eyes, recalling his memories from before his transmigration. Those were very distant memories. If he hadn't been an extraordinary individual with enhanced memory through the Common Knowledge pathway, he might not have remembered that familiar era or the faces of his relatives and friends.
But the effects of his extraordinary abilities remained vividly in his memory.
and……
"Why time?" Rosell asked, looking puzzled.
"Time" and "spacetime" are two completely different concepts.
……
What were you doing just now?
Klein looked at Rosen, who was clearly in a very good mood, with a subtle expression. Thinking of what Rosen had written in his diary that he had just inadvertently glimpsed, he had a vague guess in his mind.
"I just chatted with another fellow countryman of ours," Rosen said in Chinese, not hiding anything.
"Emperor Roselle?" Klein also switched to Chinese. Although he had not yet come across Roselle's Diary since his transmigration, he was not blind or deaf and had naturally heard of the deeds of Emperor Roselle, who had almost changed the era. Combined with the other cocoon of light above the Source Castle, what else could he not guess?
"Yes!" Rosen nodded, smiling broadly. "I promised Rosell I'd visit him next time. What kind of gift do you think I should prepare for him?"
"Uh..." Klein paused for a few seconds before saying tactfully, "Don't you think it's a bit too terrifying for someone from that era to see a talking doll?"
Because of that fleeting glimpse, Klein knew, of course, that Rosen's "visit" referred to a visit to the Russell family from the old days.
"I know, that's why you'll be in charge of the visits!" Rosen looked at Klein as if it were the most natural thing in the world and said, "Don't you want to get to know your fellow countrymen beforehand?"
Klein's lips twitched. He knew, of course, that Rosen was referring to his past self when he said "you." Klein thought for a moment and said, "So you mean I have to take the blame too?"
Rosen blinked, looked at Klein, and said sincerely, "Next time I contact Rosell, don't you want to write a few words? Don't you think it's going too far that he's completely blocked the path for transmigrators?"
Rosen then gestured to where Klein had put his wallet, and continued:
"Think about it, besides the salary you received from the Church of the Night this month, you don't have a single penny left, and you still have a church to support. It's a pity that all the methods that transmigrators could use to make money quickly have already been used by Roselle..."