Quickly, after dealing with Amelia's matter, Elon cornered to a more desolate path, an abandoned path, thoroughly forsaken and left unattended to unlike the one that lead to the library.
Discerning from the littered twigs,broken tree branches, dried leaves with dust,webs trialing within the small bush by the side, the spaces supposedly meant for growing beautiful flowers,Elon couldn't help but find this place more familiar. Though his head had been aching with sharp pain, and his vision barely functioning that day, thanks to the previous Elon's memories which was practically a map, it wasn't hard finding back this path.
As for where this path lead to? it was non other than to the practical lab where he had woken up.
Created to encourage the nobles into learning alchemy, medicine , the Lab was a joke to many, though it had been prosperous for a whole year after its creation, it went nothing than that. Considered to be boring , the thrill it had given during its first year was quickly discarded by several noble scions who found it idiotic grinding leaves or taking specimens, mixing different colors of water, and so on. Though there had been a few who passionately studied this field, it wasn't long before this passion of theirs was mocked,then finally crushed, falling into shame, no one came or attended to the Lab anymore.
Taking a deep breath as he gazed at the 3 story building before him, Elon said; "At this rate the kingdom would face it's doom sooner"
Although Elon only said this to himself, if anyone with wisdom were here they would also agree with him. After all, the kingdom's ability to survive in the future relied on the current younger generation,and if the current younger generation was already doomed, what is left to be said?
Blinded by arrogance and pride, if this so called noble scions didn't realize their life values, as they continue spending their days in vanity, thinking their father or families wealth was might was there for them, without skills or acute mind in schemes, when it was their turn to take over their family's wealth and might, they would face their doom, quickly realizing what reality had in store for them and how much of a competition they had to face within the capital.
This was why there were always several noble houses and families rising every ten years within the kingdom.
…
Walking through time beaten doors , Elon entered the old building which looked more beautiful on the inside than it was on the outside. Apart from the dust occupying every surface area, the building still showcased the huge amount of wealth and resources that had been spurred on it, noble wealth.
Quickly assessing his surrounding, it wasn't long before Elon spotted a familiar door which looked to have hurriedly left wide open, among the rows of other closed doors, it stood conspicuous.
"Found you".
Taking leisure steps towards the door, Elon suddenly looked at the opposite side of the wall where he had previously caught Amelia, revealing a smile at the thought of his blackmail before stepping in.
…
Searching through the lab, with several pieces of lab equipment scattered in abandon. While he found some looking quite similar to ones on earth with little bit of difference,there were also several strange shaped and unknown ones.
Navigating through the several ground built tables in the classroom, Elon arrived at the center.
"Huh?"
Pushing away the dust on the ground,Elon revealed a puzzled expression.
The large drawing of symbols on the floor had long disappeared, replaced with nothing but dust.
'Did someone clean it? Elon wondered, using his foot to swipe the dust in hopes to discover something.
'No' having experienced the former Elon's memories before, Elon rejected the possibility of someone cleaning the symbols, after all apart from the two couples he caught before there should be no other person who came here.
And since he discovered that he had super strength and could absorb sunlight that granted him the vibrant feeling of being high on drugs, Elon had come here in hopes that he would discover the clues to the reason for his transmigration and why the previous Elon had slit his hand.
But judging from what was left on the scene when he woke up, Elon was able to guess that the previous owner of his current body must have offered his blood for sacrifice, or made contact with an object. Based on the two, the later was probably what happened, after all a slit of blood on the arm wouldn't be enough to perform a ritual.
Coming to his own conclusions, Elon squatted in an inspecting manner, scrutinizing the floor as he tried to remember what the previous Elon had brought into the lab.
Three minutes later…
With his face slowly forming a frown Elon got up as he checked for any other item that might be out of place here.
After trying several times to remember what the previous Elon had done to trigger his transmigration, for unknown reasons Elon found nothing.
Starting from three days before he transmigrated, all his memories had been nothing but a blank page in his consciousness, as if he had skipped several days all of a sudden.
"Hmm, seems like a LOTM thing to m…" just when Elon was about to complete his sentence, remembering a novel he once read, his eyes suddenly widened at his new discovery.
Instantly covering the distance with two hurried steps , Elon picked up the old dirty parchment of unknown material on the practical table not far away, also laying on the table were six items, old and dirty, based on appearance they all seemed to have been dug from deep within the ground,more like failed archeology products.
Elon ignored them, picking up the old dirty parchment as he gazed at it with scrutiny, and as for why he had done so?
It was because a slight bit of pain had been generated in his head upon sighting this dirty parchment…
"A map?"
Author's Note: Please help me support this book with Power Stones