Miss Heber is fighting her way out of the Lostbelt!

"Ms. Mastema, I hope you can give a reasonable explanation later."

"—About your experience at the border."

He raised his silver arm in a gesture of refusal.

"Please understand, because the one who will be questioning you later is not the Special Patrol Office, nor the Archaeological Association, nor our round table..."

"But His Majesty Arthur, the Eternal King who reigns over all of Albion."

Volume 15: I am the real simulation...and none of you are

Heber sat at the table with a gloomy expression.

It is difficult for normal people to understand the horror she felt when she heard the word "Merlin".

"Fortunately, I didn't use the simulated Sword in the Stone carelessly when I got it." Heber rubbed his brow, "Otherwise, with Arthur's control over the Sword in the Stone..."

You don't want to fire your laser cannon and then go home to find Arthur already sitting at the table waiting for dinner, right?

—By the way, tonight's dinner is for you.

A look of fear appeared on the young shop owner's face.

Heber got up to get a glass of water, then sat back down at the table and opened the Secret History Simulator. Mostima's card was still flashing steadily, and when he clicked it, he found that she was out of danger.

At this time, Heber discovered that there seemed to be a new card under Mostima's card in the card slot.

She clicked on the card slot and the blank card automatically lit up.

Invisible and abstract brushstrokes depict Arthur wearing a crown and holding a sword on the card, and just a few strokes outline her majestic and heroic face.

I give up, Arthur is still chasing me!

Heber's mouth twitched as he clicked on the card.

[Acquaintance "Arthur"]

By day, she walks the path of authority; by night, she walks the path of the sun. Her Knights of the Round Table bear her orders, calling for the dawn. Yet she longs for her queen's return, believing that after that, Albion will usher in a more glorious era, like gold, like eternity.

Heber narrowed his eyes and dragged the card to the corner.

Let’s take a look at some more interesting features.

The first step is to "establish an association."

Since Heber already has his own followers, this function is now unlocked.

"But Miss Mostima must be busy taking care of herself right now, right?" Heber narrowed his eyes. "And if I think about it carefully, I'm living in modern society now, so I don't particularly need a secret society..."

The same principle applies to "Dreaming of the Wasteland".

Hebe didn't particularly need to get anything from the wasteland, but she still invested a little spirituality into the dream and watched a few lines of text gradually appear.

"You cast a little spirit through a side door in the wilderness. Following the vortex of passion and reason, you passed through the path of a familiar dream, the moon shining brightly between your feet to guide you. You remember this dream: it was a road winding through the mountains, a bright silver atmosphere supporting you."

"Your spirit groped in a savage darkness, and in the process, you forgot all wisdom that was not beneficial to your survival. Useless knowledge is harmful to the world. As you put this teaching into practice, darkness pressed down heavily from above your head. You crawled to the ground, completely abandoning your former human identity."

"In the dark woodland, in this realm of chaos, you are a snake living in the bushes. You live according to the laws of the rulers of the woodland. Time has no meaning here, and you grow to adulthood in the blink of an eye."

"The woods are always dark, and eyes are not only superfluous here, but also often dangerous. You are unwilling to live with your own kind, nor do you want to be ruled by other lords in the woods. Instead, you freely forage for food in the woods."

"As the wheel of seasons turns endlessly, you have gained some fame in the woodland. Many weaker inhabitants of the woodland, helped by you, now call you 'the giant snake that knows the ways of the woodland.'"

"Time and dreams in this world often undergo drastic changes. As the border of the wilderness, the woodland is most severely affected."

"The hands of the Wheel of Seasons descend toward December, the month of the Lord of Sighs. Hearthfires die, frosts are silent, and the woodlands grow hushed by the Lord of Sighs' influence. You have dug a path deep into the woods, saving many of the outlying inhabitants. They venerate you and give you the honorific name of Path-Digger."

"Your honorific name gradually spread from the wasteland to the human world. Some sorcerers would call your honorific name during rituals to open certain hidden doors."

"The Wheel of Time points to February, the month of Scarf-Father. Warriors sharpen their swords and gather around their campfires, cursing their enemies. The many lords of the woodland begin to fight one another. You are neither a lord nor have you pledged allegiance to any other. Therefore, several lords have called upon their followers to fight you first."

"You fought and killed one of the lords, but due to your own severe injuries, you fell into the Silent Sea, becoming an insignificant footnote in the pen of the Lord of Sighs."

“It is not until your spirit re-enters the dream gate that you recall what you gained in the dream.”

"Gain: Path Digging—Though the 'Serpent Who Knows the Ways of the Woodland' is long gone, its name remains powerful. This is because the Lord of Sighs memorized all the names of the world and treasured them. Chanting this name during any ritual increases the success of the ceremony.

Road·Return to the Woods—Next time you dream, you can choose to start a new life in the woods.

"The Wheel of Time awaits its next rotation until the first of the next month."

Spirituality is a difficult criterion to quantify, as it is closely related to psychology, weather and environment.

A well-trained apprentice needs to prepare for the relevant rituals at least a week in advance before he can attempt deep sleep and then conduct preliminary exploration in the wilderness.

The duration of this exploration is about fifteen minutes to half an hour. If it exceeds this limit, there is a risk of getting lost or losing control.

After that, the apprentice would need at least two to three weeks of rest to completely calm his restless spirit.

If one takes into account the time spent digesting what one has gained from the wasteland, even a gifted apprentice would need at least half a year before being able to explore the wasteland a second time.

This is if everything goes well.

If an apprentice encounters a high-ranking individual in the wilderness, or encounters a special secret realm, or is pursued by malicious residents of the wilderness... then the subsequent treatment and comfort will take a much longer time.

Hebe only needs to spend a little spiritual energy to be able to enter dreams every month without any loss.

“This is a real simulator!”

Heber closed his eyes, raised his hands, and smiled intoxicated and delight.

"I am the true God of the Dream Realm, and none of you are..."

With the fruitful results of Dream Wasteland in the past, Heber had some expectations for the "Summoning Agreement", which is the mystical fishing.

【Summoning Protocol】

[Spread spirituality into the wasteland to randomly summon residents from the wasteland.]

[The bloodline you possess will slightly increase the probability of summoning a nightmare.]

Heber immediately cried out that he had been fooled. It turned out that this was not occult fishing, but occult card drawing!

Playing card drawing games means spending money, but this money costs your life.

If an ordinary person loses ten points of spirituality at once, he will become listless at best, or lose consciousness and fall asleep at worst.

Although the apprentice has a lot of spirituality, it is more focused and is unlikely to be squandered in such a place.

Heber tentatively threw a little spiritual power into the translucent card slot to test the waters.

As expected, nothing was caught.

"From now on, I'll just throw a little bit of spiritual energy every day." Heber made a rule for himself, "Just treat it as making a nest."

Mysticism is also a way of making a nest.

Then she turned her attention to "Woodland Whispers."

"So what are your talents?" Hebe whispered with interest.

She clicked on the card slot representing Woodland Whispers, and a text appeared.

The woodland is located at the outermost edge of the wasteland. Whisper into the dark woodland at the outermost edge of the wasteland. Exchange your secret for another secret at random, perhaps knowledge from a higher being, or just meaningless murmurs.

"Any secret is fine?" A hint of teasing flashed in the girl's deep green eyes.

"Uh-huh...I actually didn't finish college."

As soon as he finished speaking, a translucent card appeared on the dark green table.

Someone's Secret

[Nature: Winter]

[A matter that has not been mentioned should be difficult to talk about, but now it is brought to light.]

After this translucent card was placed in the card slot, it slowly burned, and the invisible pointer began to rotate. When it was completely burned to ashes, a new card emerged.

When Heber clicked it, a female voice with a hint of madness sounded in the headphones.

"—Years later, I became the Time Lord of Sicily. However, the doubts that lingered in my heart remained unchanged.

As the liquidator, Laplande Saluzzo should not have become the leader of the time traffickers. The one who should have become the Lord of Time was the exile Cellinina Texas.

Then, there is only one conclusion that can be drawn. Lapland must be serving Celinina."

Heber finally couldn't help laughing.

Years later, I became the king of a certain country. However, the doubt that lingered in my heart remained unchanged.

Theseus, a hero, shouldn't have been king. It was the monster Asterios who should have been king. So, there's only one conclusion to draw: Theseus was supposed to serve Asterios.

Volume 16: See You Again

Whisper of the Woods also has a full day cooldown.

For Heber, listening to the whispers of the woods once a day is still a very fun thing.

But today, she doesn't have such leisure time, because the new lossbelt has been completely unlocked.

On the dark green table, the cards depicting deserts and pyramids were glowing slightly.

"Secret History Simulator 1.0, welcome to log in, [Knower]."

"The gate to the Lostbelt [Dream of Golden Truth: Lost Sand Sea Kingdom] has been opened. You can enter the strategy game at any time."

"No matter which strategy you use, it will not result in true death."

"Before reaching a certain level of progress, you cannot bring in rewards obtained in other Lostbelts."

"Before a certain progress, your real name in the Lostbelt will be hidden."

Heber took a deep breath and dragged the desert and pyramid card into the card slot.

"Current Lostbelt - [Dream of Golden Truth: Lost Sand Sea Kingdom]. Current progress: 0%."

"The God-King who reigns over the Great Red Sand Sea will touch a taboo, but his great deeds will eventually reach the sky. Now, in the ruins of the Eternal Oasis, Ozymandias's arrogant words still echo."

"Please record your story. We will eventually cross the yellow sand and reach the other side of our former glory."

......

The dark green desktop suddenly expanded, sucking Heber's consciousness in.

The space around her gradually darkened, and when it lit up again, the surrounding environment was already very different.

The sky is dark blue.

The warm wind blew across the undulating sand dunes and low-rise bungalows not far away. The comfortable climate made Heber almost think that he had arrived in the springtime south of the Yangtze River in Zhendan.

Based on the preliminary information provided by the Secret History Simulator, she determined that this loss belt should be the ancient Egyptian civilization, but the environment was obviously different from what she knew.

In ancient Egypt, or as they called themselves, "Kemet", it means "black land".

Due to climatic factors, most people choose to shave their heads and wear wigs when going out. In some seasons, both men and women simply do not wear shirts and only wrap a white cloth around their waists.

If it were a child, he would simply not even wrap himself with the white cloth and just run around the street.

But the temperature here is not dry and scorching, but rather mild and pleasant. In simple terms... it's as if central air conditioning is on.

Hebe was wearing a long linen coat, with her slender arms and calves exposed to the air. In order to prevent the fine sand and gravel from scratching her feet, she also wore a pair of strappy sandals.

She tried to open the status bar, but there were only a few words.

[Heber Stanton/Irma (real name hidden)]

This is her current state.

Ancient Egypt went through ten periods, from the Predynastic Period to the Ptolemaic Period. Menes is usually considered the pharaoh who unified Upper and Lower Egypt and founded the First Dynasty.

However, Hebe remembered that when he traveled through time, the academic community in the previous life seemed to have proposed the concept of the Zero Dynasty, that is, Narmer, the Scorpion King, was the pharaoh who unified Egypt earlier than Menes.

Although neither Narmer nor Menes are as famous as their successors, the most legendary pharaohs are naturally Tutankhamun and Ramses II.

The former was a pharaoh of the 18th Dynasty, 1,800 years after Menes. He died at a young age, but is widely known for his "mysterious curse."

The latter was the third pharaoh of the 19th Dynasty of ancient Egypt. Egypt reached its peak under his rule.

Ozymandias was the Greek name given to it by the later Ptolemaic dynasty.

But the reason why the Lostbelts are called Lostbelts is that they deviate from real history.

Suddenly, a low cry broke the silence.