Late at night, on the busiest transportation hub in Sweden, vehicles flowed continuously, like a long winding dragon.

  A white Volvo S80 drives low-key, not very conspicuous, but the unique three-digit license plate shows the extraordinary origin of this car.

  Volvo, a luxury car brand that has an indissoluble bond with the Swedish royal family, often appears on important occasions such as Swedish royal weddings and welcoming guests. It can be said that it is the designated car of the Swedish royal family.

  The car in front of me is a genuine welcome car for the Swedish royal family.

At this time, in the back row of this car, a black-haired young man in his twenties was half-drunk and half-awake, his vision was blurry, but from his slightly raised lips, it could be seen that he was in a state of depression at this time. very nice.

A few hours ago, he stood at the holy place in the hearts of all scholars - the Stockholm Concert Hall, and received the world's most valuable medals and certificates from the King of Sweden. He became the first person in history to win the Nobel Prize at the age of 23. Bell Prize Scholar in Chemistry.

   And now, he just left the scene of the Nobel dinner known as "the most crowded dinner in the world".

  At the age of 23, he won the world's highest award. Using the word "winner in life" to describe him could not be more correct. He can already imagine the "luxury" life in the future.

While he was daydreaming, the special driver of the Swedish royal family in the front seat, a Swedish man who was dressed in a decent suit and drove the car smoothly. He could tell from a glance that he had rich driving experience. Suddenly, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He cried out in panic.

   "Sir, the brakes are out of order!!"

   "what...?"

  Hearing this English language, the young man's spirits trembled, most of the alcohol dissipated from his body, and he yelled in disbelief.

But this became his last voice in this world. Afterwards, he saw the car he was riding rushing out of the intersection like an arrow leaving the string, and a large oncoming truck, like a comet hitting the moon, collided violently.

  …

"ah!"

  A teenager with a **** gauze wrapped around his head screamed and opened his eyes, his eyes were full of panic, and then rolled over and jumped to the side without hesitation.

  Boom!

  The boy fell heavily on the wooden floor, making a loud noise, and it was like landing head first.

"ah-"

  The boy screamed, but this time it was not panic, but a pained grunt like a pig being killed.

  Originally, his head was wounded, but at this moment, his head hit the ground again, which made the injury worse. Immediately, waves of pain like needle **** came, making him so painful that tears and snot were about to flow out.

   "Damn it, **** it, what the **** is going on?"

  Holding his head with both hands, the pain in his head subsided after a long time, and the boy looked around suspiciously.

   Old wooden floors.

  A bed covered with rough-made blankets.

   Masonry walls.

  All wood windows.

  The faded desk.

   Several sheepskin books.

   and an antique oil lamp.

   "Where is this, here...?"

  The hospital is definitely not possible, there is no basic medical equipment, obviously this cannot be a hospital ward.

   So, where is this place?

   Didn’t you have a car accident before? How did you come to this place all of a sudden?

   When he was thinking this way, he immediately found that there were many strange memories in his mind. No, it should not be said to be strange memories, but rather memories that should not have been his.

   "The name is Sean Campbell, fifteen years old, a student of Neo Knight Academy, injured in a duel..."

   "Uh, I will be forced to drop out of school in half a month, no wonder I was provoked by others to take up the challenge..."

   A stream of memories suddenly emerged like a tide.

  The memory contains the growth experience of a young man named Sean Campbell, but the closer the time is, the clearer it becomes, and the farther it becomes, the more blurred it is. It is extremely real, as if he had experienced it himself.

  A bad premonition rose in his heart, he quickly looked at himself now, and was stunned.

   "This... this is not my hand!"

  A pair of slightly old linen underwear, with an open front on the chest, and a pair of short socks on the feet.

   And those hands are slightly smaller than adults, and are full of thick calluses. Most importantly, these hands are fair skin, not yellow skin at all, obviously these hands are not his.

   "Crossover...?"

   A word popped out of his head.

  As a person who lives in the era of information explosion, he naturally knows what time travel is, but what he can't figure out is, aren't those people who travel through the world unsatisfactory in this world?

  I, a Nobel laureate who is about to live a "luxury" life, no matter how I look at it, it doesn't look like I've had a bad time in this world. How did I catch up with the wave of time travel?

  I haven't had time to enjoy a good life yet!

   "The buildings here seem to have a European medieval style. Is this the European Middle Ages?"

  As a scholar, at this time, he is calmer than ordinary people. After knowing that time travel has become a reality, he began to try to conduct a preliminary exploration of the world through the memory in his brain, hoping to find as useful information as possible for him.

  Suddenly, his face turned pale for a while, because he learned from the memory in his brain that a hundred years ago, this world suffered an unprecedented plague, and more than two-thirds of the world's people died in that plague.

   "This, what's going on here, could it be... the Black Death? The luck can't be that bad, it just happened to travel to the period when the Black Death was raging?"

The Black Death, a terrifying plague that once ravaged the land of Europe, is also known as the Great Extinction and the Great Plague. The cities and towns once reduced the average age of Europeans from forty to twenty, which shows the horror of this plague.

  The most troublesome thing was the medical conditions at that time. As long as you were infected with this plague, there was almost no cure. It was no different from the current AIDS, but the destructiveness was much stronger than AIDS.

  If you get AIDS, you can still live for a few years, but if you get the "Black Death", you can't even live for a week. It's like being targeted by the **** of death.

  Rebirth in such an era is obviously not good news, because one day he might die from the plague.

   "The plague...was spread by wizards? It seems that medieval Europe foolishly blamed the disaster on some poor ghosts. No, no... yes, it is different from the Black Death in memory!"

  He suddenly shook his head, and at the same time his face became even paler, without even a trace of blood.

  According to Sean Campbell's memory, he discovered that this plague is fundamentally different from the Black Death that once ravaged the land of Europe. It is more terrifying than the Black Death, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a "natural disaster that will destroy the world".

Those who are infected by this plague, although they are dead, their corpses will turn into monsters with infinite power. kind of monster.

   "This is... the Resident Evil in the movie? Here... is it really medieval Europe?"

  He immediately had doubts about the speculation just now.

  Obviously, there was no "Resident Evil" in the Middle Ages in Europe, so where is this place?

  Isn’t there even the earth here?

  In order to learn more information, he probed deeply into the memory of this body, and suddenly a strange picture appeared in his mind.

  Similar to the rooms in the hall, eight men wearing iron-colored armor, iron boots, and swords hanging from their waists stood solemnly around the hall.

   Guarded by them in the center, stood a luxuriously dressed man in shiny leather armor and riding boots.

Beside the man, there is a concave storage table. Inside the storage table is a transparent ball slightly larger than an adult's fist. I don't know what material it is made of. It doesn't look like glass, nor does it look like some kind of jade. At least He had never seen jade of this material.

  At this time, there was a row of well-dressed teenagers who were clearly not from poor families in a long queue. The length of the queue had extended beyond the hall, and there was no end in sight.

A blond boy with a handsome face walked up a few steps anxiously, and came to the concave storage table. Under everyone's gaze, he stretched out his hand nervously towards the transparent ball in the center of the storage table, and then He held onto it tightly and never let go, as if he wanted to hold onto an invisible destiny.

   One second, two seconds, and at the third second, a sudden change suddenly appeared!

  The ball, which was originally transparent like clear water, quickly turned red, like a red-hot Luotie, and finally all turned red, emitting a glistening red light, which looked quite strange.

   "Have knight qualifications, boy, what is your name?"

  The man next to the storage table glanced at the young man unexpectedly, and then said in a soft voice.

  The next moment, resounding exclamations erupted all around.

  The boy could clearly feel the hot eyes from the group of boys behind him and the onlookers. His chest rose and fell violently, his excitement was already showing on his face, and his body trembled involuntarily because of the excitement.

   "My lord, my name is Sean Campbell."

   This should be the scene of Sean Campbell testing his knight qualifications, and this is probably the scene that impressed him the most, so when he searched in his memory, he immediately found this scene.

  However, the picture is still here and there, and there is no follow-up. Because of the long time gap and incomplete memory, he doesn't know what happened later, but let him guess a lot from this picture.

   Obviously, there are some unknown mysteries in this world, at least the kind of transparent ball that turns red when touched, which he has never seen in the original world.

   Moreover, judging from the commotion of the people around and Sean Campbell's excited expression when he was tested to have knight qualifications, knight qualifications should be extremely rare in this world, otherwise it would be impossible to cause such a big commotion.

   "Knight qualifications?"

   Just as he was thinking this way, three rows of black text suddenly appeared on his retina.

  【Name: Sean Campbell】

  【Knight Talent: Secondary】

  【Swordsmanship Talent: Elementary】