Only then did I see the tattered clothes he was wearing. They were an ancient style of protective clothing for miners, which no one would wear anymore. And the only time I saw them was in the cave of the secret base.

The items left by the miners are on the shelf!

The stranger turned his head and looked at me, trying in vain to touch me, but he passed through the air again and again.

From the only time his fingers touched me, his whole body was dyed a deep old color, with an increasingly darker trend, like a photo of accelerated aging, with the pixels on it being heavily blurred.

After dyeing, it gradually turns white and is about to disappear from the world.

But in my eyes, I saw that his eyes were extremely bright, with a human color that was incompatible with this world and exactly the same as mine. They were as bright as the 4k color images accidentally intruded on the original black and white TV!

The brighter his eyes are, the fainter his figure becomes, as the ancient world collapses faster.

At the last moment, I finally relied on willpower to open my eyes and regain control of this body! The last image left on my retina was the stranger's mouth shape repeated over and over again.

"The end."

This sentence came out of my mouth, and the man finally smiled, stopped repeating his mouth movements and struggling movements, and closed his only bright eye with relief.

The next second, that ancient world and that weird person disappeared before my eyes!

………

I woke up from the nightmare, my heart stopped beating for several seconds, and then I surfaced like a drowning person, breathing in the not-so-fresh air in the detention room.

I finally saw the familiar furnishings around me, as well as a lonely bed and cold iron railings.

Only those who have experienced nightmares that reflect the truest fears in their hearts can understand how I feel. The originally terrible reality, desperate situation, and shabby environment all become lovely.

The iron bars that originally restricted my freedom now look like loyal guards protecting my safety.

I sat up from the bed. From the small window, it was already the bright moon hanging high outside. Did I sleep from early morning to night?

What worries me more is the person who appears in my nightmare.

After calming down and thinking about it, I couldn't help but laugh.

Sure enough, history is a cycle of reincarnation.

Didn't this kind of thing already happen in the era of the first miners who landed on the island?

Little Hooker, who was running a plantation at the foot of the mountain, was charged with Antonio's mysterious and tragic death. He was taken away by the police chief for interrogation and detained at the police station in Ore Town.

It was during this period that the strange things in the small town finally led to a major disaster that spread across the island, abruptly interrupting the first prosperity of Ore Town.

And decades later, I also encountered the same problem. The same huge suspicion, the same inability to explain, and the same imprisonment.

Could the person who appeared in this dream be Little Hook?

If the architectural layout of the town had not changed much, he would have been imprisoned here, right? In those days, he listened helplessly to the news coming from the outside, heard the panic rumors of the miners, and endured everyone

malicious speculation.

Was it the obsession in his heart that year that turned into this incomplete image, which resonated with me who was suffering from the same problem, and then appeared in my dream?

I remembered his last words.

"The end."

What is the end?

I said this word over and over again, thinking about the meaning of his words.

To end his obsession? To end the misfortune of the town? To end the spread of evil? Or to end his own life?

Why does he regard ending instead of salvation as his belief? This word is too cold and harsh, as if a knife is inserted into my chest, making my blood boil, restless, and unable to rest.

Before the end, there must be an unknown premise. Is this hidden crisis that destroyed this town decades ago not over yet?

Could it be that this crisis has been dormant for decades, dormant until today, when everything is calm, and is finally starting to show its fangs again, showing its hidden murderous intent!

A sense of fear that spans time and space spreads throughout my body. Who am I to be able to end all of this? The only thing I can control the end of is my own life.

The story of the town's history suddenly unfolded clearly before my eyes.

If things proceed as they did back then, within a few days, there will be greater panic. In this era of panic, will that weird murderous song echo over the town again?

All these things are lingering in my mind and disturbing my mind.

No, I need to calm down first.

Now that I already know the story of that year and have the system to rely on, I will definitely be able to achieve a reversal. As long as I can find the core of this incident!

The beginning of the incident was the murder of Goetz, so the source of everything must be found from Goetz!

Going back further, the biggest mystery about Gotts is the mysterious murderer!

This is also the direct reason that will cause panic in the town and everyone will be in danger!

No one can choose to sleep around a lurking threat, so there are only two choices, face it or escape.

In order to pursue the truth, you may hurt more people.

And those who escape are themselves a real harm to the peaceful town.

I think Harris imprisoned me because he planned to focus the suspicion on me first, using me as the most suspicious attractor to give him enough time to search for the criminal. From a dark perspective, even if the murderer is not found,

Don’t people also have a murderer in their hearts?

At that time, young Hooker probably silently took on the role of being the scapegoat. He chose not to defend himself and sacrificed his own reputation to temporarily suppress the situation. This was probably also a delaying strategy set by Old Yorkson.

Unfortunately, the subsequent bizarre events were even more violent, which wiped out their efforts and destroyed Little Hook, the last barrier to Madders Mountain and the fuse that maintained the balance of Ore Town.

The residents have a list of murderers in their minds, but I have no suspects in my mind.

The mysterious creature living in the lagoon halfway up Mount Maders is definitely the most suspicious murderer!

But why did Harris hide the news and insist that the creature would not commit the crime?

Harris probably knows more than I thought.

Therefore, the key to my solution is no longer Harris, the stubborn police chief. His stubbornness will lead him to make the same mistakes as the police chief back then, allowing the situation to develop out of control.

Only I, Little Hook's replacement, can discover the truth.

So here comes the question...

If I were to do all this part-time, I would make a plan as quickly as possible and escape from here. Then abandon all trivial considerations, ignore the residents' suspicions, ignore Harris's plan, and ignore Goetz's.

Secret, search directly for the mysterious creature hidden in the lake.

For the sake of my peaceful daily life, I have to take a gamble. If I lose the bet, things may or may not get worse, but I definitely have no qualifications to live in the town.

But only if I win the bet, will the residents of the town be able to live in peace.
Chapter completed!