Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Lin Jie gently stroked the journal in his hands and he could feel this sense of familiarity vaguely intensify.
Where have I seen a journal like this before? wondered Lin Jie to himself.
But it’s impossible… According to Theodore’s description, this is an ancient book from the Lower District that’s at least several centuries old. I’ve only been here three years since transmigrating, so how can it be possible for me to have seen this book?
At the very least, even if I had stumbled across a similar journal in these three years, the impression shouldn’t be this fuzzy given my memory.
Lin Jie was being conceited. By the age of 21, he was a university lecturer and had managed to publish his own book. And the only thing that allowed him to reach the pinnacle of being an arts student at such a young age was his memory skills.
If even this was being denied, then Lin Jie wouldn’t have any remaining strengths at all.
Having a photographic memory was beyond him, but at the very least, he should be able to clearly remember something that he had seen or experienced within the last three years.
At the same time, Lin Jie had great trust in his own instincts.
If he reckoned that he had seen this book before, then it meant that he had definitely come across it.
Therefore… there can be only one answer.
Lin Jie’s finger traced along the edges of the stain. This was a mixture of mud and blood that had solidified into a thin layer, fusing with the original cover like a thick shell and hiding the original patterns.
Before I transmigrated to Norzin, on Earth—
I came across a journal like this when I was still there!
Lin Jie’s expression turned grave. This was a huge problem!
Why would something that he had seen before he transmigrated appear before him now and in the form of an ancient relic from the Lower District that was several centuries old?
What exactly did this journal signify?
His eyes narrowed as he stared at the journal. He was no longer trying to solve Theodore’s problem right now. Inst
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