Hotel on the mountain

When Zhou Xiangyang woke up from his bed, it was the second day after he came to the ruins of the Gaoshan Castle. At this time, it was also March 1800 in the imperial calendar.

When the warm wind of early spring blew in through the leaky gaps in the tent, Zhou Xiangyang also recalled what happened yesterday - yesterday evening, he found himself in a world completely different from the earth, and he thought he was simulating a thief. During the dream experiment in the dream space, he fell into the deepest dream. In order to avoid getting lost in the dream, he immediately picked up the machete of a corpse next to him and prepared to send himself back to the real world.

Unexpectedly, just as he was wiping his neck with the knife, a tall man in armor flashed before his eyes and easily snatched the machete. He shouted: "Sir, please don't commit suicide!" and then knocked him unconscious.

At this time, Zhou Xiangyang touched his neck, still feeling a bit of pain like a stiff neck. Taking advantage of the opportunity to turn his neck, he analyzed it in his mind and already understood that he had traveled through time - something even more novel than traveling through a dream. , and exciting things.

Zhou Xiangyang looked around the leaky tent. There were no fancy decorations inside, only the most basic household furnishings - such as a wooden bed, other wooden tables and chairs, excretion vessels, etc.

Simple and shabby is the first impression.

The second impression was that on Zhou Xiangyang's left hand side, there was a maid with her upper body supported on the edge of the bed and her lower limbs slumped on the grass. Her posture was as if she suddenly lost consciousness while walking and then fell down.

Zhou Xiangyang found that the maid was wearing clothes that were very similar to the British aristocratic maid uniforms on Earth. Her eyes were closed and she was in a coma. She looked delicate and cold, but her face was mixed with blood stains and dirt. There was also a button beside her. wash basin.

“A contradictory identity and place.

"First of all, although my clothes are dirty, the texture inside them is very comfortable and high-quality; secondly, the layout of the room is shabby, but there is an aristocratic maid to take care of my daily life.

"I should be of 'noble' origin, and I should have met with an 'accident' now. Combined with the body found when I came in yesterday and the words of the armored man, my current situation may be very bad.

"Well, I get it, it's a challenging life!"

Zhou Xiangyang stood up and straightened his clothes confidently. He felt that he was about 1.78 meters tall. He reached out and took the mirror from the counter next to him and took a look at his appearance. He smoothed back his short golden fluffy hair and found that he was not handsome at all, but showed signs of aging. He would probably have the temperament of a charming uncle in the future. .

At this moment, Zhou Xiangyang was filled with anxiety and curiosity. Without understanding the current situation, he did not pay rash attention to the fainted maid, fearing that something would happen passively.

So he just walked straight to the tent door, trying to take the initiative to grasp the direction of things. Just when he was about to open the door curtain, a gust of wind happened to come in, carrying the fragrant grass fragrance from another world and hit Zhou Xiangyang's nose.

Zhou Xiangyang's hand stopped in mid-air, letting the natural breath take him to appreciate the surrounding scenery. He seemed to see the wind blowing from the sea, blowing through the white waves, teasing the big fish out of the water, encountering the small animals leaping in the forest, sliding down the high mountains, and making another splash. Fall into the clear lake. Finally, the wind focused its attention on a highland with three steep sides. With an innocent smile, it sprinted all the way up the north-facing slope, blew past the listless gate guard, and looked around the courtyard with curious eyes. Behind the scattered dead bodies and the messy supplies on the ground - Feng'er was frightened. It hid in a dilapidated tent in a panic, and happened to bump into the tip of a man who was full of curiosity about the world.

Zhou Xiangyang took a deep breath and opened the door curtain.

This is a dilapidated courtyard. If you look to the left, you can see a gatehouse that is still intact; if you look to the right, you can see a castle with half of the main building collapsed; if you look forward a few times, you will find a group of soldiers sorting out corpses. with scattered supplies.

"My lord!" came a call. Zhou Xiangyang looked for fame and naturally thought of the other party's name in his mind.

Sis Raya. A young man with blond hair and a buzz cut, a claw mark on the left side of his face, about thirty years old, wearing blood-stained armor, without a helmet, and a tall man - this was the man who knocked him out.

"Sir, are you awake?"

Zhou Xiangyang nodded and immediately responded: "How is the situation now?"

Sith replied: "The number of people who arrived in the New World was one hundred and thirty, but there were only eighty people from the port to the mountain fortress. Twenty people were attacked and killed by monsters on the way, and the remaining thirty people died because of escaping or fighting. They were all executed. Ju Daoer said that the current supplies in the camp can only survive for three days, and there are 13 other people injured. The morale of the camp is low, and there is no map around it, so the situation is tense."

New continent, port, mountain fortress, personnel, monsters, Taoist, map.

When the words popped out of Sith's mouth one by one, Zhou Xiangyang's brain seemed to trigger a reaction mechanism, and many things were recalled at this moment.

The original owner of his body was named Jetro Raya, and he came here under the orders of his family, carrying the glory of his family and empire, as an outpost to open up a new continent. There were three hundred people accompanying him, most of them prisoners. After a long two-month voyage, only one hundred and thirty people arrived in the New World. On the way to the Alpine Castle, he was attacked by an unknown group of monsters. It turned out that Jetro was injured by what looked like the monster leader during the monster attack. Although it was only a scratch on his skin, it seemed like the monster leader's. The attack contained poison. After Jetro fled to the mountain castle under the protection of everyone, the poison suddenly broke out and he died on the spot.

Zhou Xiangyang traveled through time at that moment and wanted to commit suicide by wiping his neck.

This mountain fort and port were built by Duke Raya, the first person to discover the New World. They were essentially discovered by a captain of his maritime trading company, and the captain failed to report his discovery in time. It was widely publicized and has been named by Duke Raya.

After Duke Raya discovered the New World in 1595, in order to demonstrate his illustrious status and financial resources, he spent a huge amount of money to build this mountain castle and port.

There are two meanings of a castle, one is to guard and defend, and the other is to focus on enjoyment. The Alpine Fort is obviously the latter. When Duke Raya moved into the Alpine Castle, he did not allow any industry to be established in the New World - what he wanted was this extreme natural beauty, without any worldly contamination.

But the good times didn't last long. Just when he was enjoying the ultimate experience brought by this top human society, the mountain castle was attacked by monsters. According to the surviving biography of Duke Raya——

"Countless, huge monsters surrounded them from all directions, making the night look like day, because those monsters were glowing. I could see their ugly and deformed shapes climbing on the cliffs, on the bodies of the soldiers who were loyally guarding them. Crushed. They swarmed up onto the land like strange fish in the deep sea. There were so many of them that all candles, bonfires and other artificially luminous objects were swallowed up, so that they were clearly glowing. , but as cold as the night.

They roared and cheered, and I understood that I was expelled from this land. "

After Duke Raya fled back to the empire from the New World, he suffered a series of political and financial attacks and never had the chance to conquer the New World. In 1600, Duke Raya, who once dared to be equal to the emperor, failed again and again, and soon died of depression.

As soon as the first Duke Raya passed away, a protracted "fight to the death" took place in the Old Continent - the Great Chirk Empire, the overlord in the north of the Old Continent, mobilized its entire country to invade the Hebrew Empire, the overlord in the south, and began a war that lasted for hundreds of years. The battle for supremacy. Then a wave of terrifying beasts of unknown origin suddenly set off in the Old Continent, and the two empires at war were hit hard at the same time.

In 1700, the decisive battle ended. It ended with half of the Great Chik Empire becoming a no-man's land, and the Hebrews split into a Boyero Empire. The Old Continent thus formed a tripartite situation. The area ruled by the human empire Significant shrinkage.

Continuing to delve deeper into the memory of the original Yetro, Zhou Xiangyang understood this trip and his identity - a revivalist or a pathfinder, a hero or cannon fodder, the overlord of the New World or another laughing stock of human society.

The pride of a noble family, the pride of a hereditary ducal family, needs someone to retrieve. And he, Jetro Raya, as the eldest son of the Raya family, and as an heir without any psychic talent, he needs this supreme honor that can silence everyone!