He knew that Leicester, dressed as a gentleman, could not kill him. He was the heir of the Adrian family. Although his family was poor, he had a little reputation in the upper class of the city, so his attitude was very firm. Leicester's private banks are backed by new nobles and merchants. They don't want to provoke the old aristocratic system for just a few dozen barons, even if it's very unlikely.

Harvey's mind is confused. After the fusion of the two worlds, the first thing he needs to know is his identity. Ordinary people from the earth or heirs to the declining aristocracy of the world? Thinking about a few moral issues, Harvey is convinced that his three outlooks should belong to another world. Many of his views on things are from the standpoint of the earth.

"That is to say, soul wear, is it unfortunate or lucky? If God can give me another chance, I am willing to use it to win hundreds of millions of lottery tickets! It's much harder to cross than to win the lottery. " He leaned against the corner and said to himself with a bitter smile. His wet clothes stuck to his body. With the cold of the night wind, he could vaguely smell the stench of the river.

The memory became clear, and he recalled the whole world.

At present, the world is in a stage similar to the second scientific and technological revolution. Steam engines, internal combustion engines, including electricity, are all available, which is very similar to the Victorian period of England. However, what excites him in this world is the existence of so-called casters. As we all know, the founder of the Adrian family is a well-known caster.

"The memory we get can be sure that there is magic in this world, but it doesn't seem to belong to the DND system or the blue bar mage. It's a bit like the low magic world of Harry Potter. There are also records in history that there were such fantasy species as elves and dragons in the world thousands of years ago." Harvey felt his chin, lost in thought, and recalled the pitiful amount of knowledge stored in his mind. The original owner of the body was a master of no learning and no skill, and could not find any more useful knowledge.

After pondering for a long time, he stood up against the wall with a long sigh and crossed to another world. At first, he owed others a lot of money. He was just an ordinary passer-by. If he was given opportunities and a lot of resources, he would have confidence to build a career. However, as a declining aristocrat, he really had no confidence to live in this world.

"No traverser benefits? At least give me the capital to live in this world. If I don't have anything, it's better to play computer at home. It's a dog in the sun. " Harvey had to admit the fact that he was an ordinary man. He had never killed a chicken himself. There was no golden finger to help him. It was a problem to estimate whether he could pay back that sum of money. He also understood that the current situation was irreversible. He adjusted his mind and was ready to think about the next days.

He didn't plan to spend the night by the river all wet. He came to the main street of the city through an alley. The hustle and bustle could be heard clearly. After passing through the alley, Harvey only felt his eyes lit up and entered a new country. The night in this city is very busy. Black carriages are driving on the road in a hurry. There are different shops on both sides of the sidewalk. Occasionally, women in full dress can come in and out of it. A street lamp erected every ten meters clearly reflects every detail of the street scene.

The dim eyes of the beggars on the roadside, the haughty smile of the ladies when they talk, the attentive look of the musicians playing the violin on the roadside, the dark corner covered by the buildings, some lightly dressed warblers are making an indescribable transaction with the guests, as if they are breaking into the junction of civilization and barbarism.

Life, the sound of cars and horses, and the sound of violin are all around us.

Harvey's original dress is fairly good. Walking on the road is a kind of identification. There must be a type of identity. After being thrown into the river, the hair that has been carefully treated becomes seaweed. The perfume used by men is covered by stench, and the custom high grade dress, especially the white shirt stained with the dirty water, is the same as the beggar on the street.

"That's good." Harvey admired the town landscape from the bottom of his heart. The scene may not be as prosperous as the streets of the small town in the world where he lived. The strong Renaissance and Gothic style brightened his eyes.

When he exclaimed, the woman who passed by him covered her nose and looked at him with disgust. Even if he gave money, he would be despised by Liuying.

He sniffed the stench of his clothes for a while, but he called a carriage. The coachman at the top of the carriage looked at him and hesitated to let him get on. After entering the carriage, Harvey didn't sit on the red cushion. It was not easy for him to find a carriage that was willing to pick him up. He soiled the decoration inside, and the coachman didn't earn enough money to clean it.

When he went back to his residence and told the only maid in the mansion to help him pay for the car, he rushed to the bathroom to take a bath. Even the cold water was much better than the stinking river water. Harvey Adrian lives in a good place. Originally, he owned a more luxurious and beautiful house, which is the property of the Adrian family. However, he sold it at a low price three years ago and squandered thousands of barons in recent years. Although the place he lives now is good, he rents it at the price of five barons per month.

The city is in autumn. After a round of cold bath, he feels that he has spent half his life in it. His skin is blue and purple. He can feel the pain of entering the flesh when he is slightly stimulated by cold water. When he comes out of the bathroom, he can see that the neat suit has been folded in front of him.

"I remember her name was Shirley." Harvey put on his clothes and knew that his maid was ready for him. Sherry was bought by his parents from the slave market before the Adrian family was in complete decline. It is said that she had a lot of ELF blood on her. At that time, she spent hundreds of barons to buy it.

Subtly, Harvey felt inexplicable fear at the thought of the maid.

After changing his clothes, Harvey went to his bedroom to clear his mind. He felt dizzy and very uncomfortable. He felt like he had poured himself on the bed and couldn't get up again. After a while, he fell into a semi coma. Obviously, his consciousness has no ability to think. All kinds of noisy sounds and movie clips come from his ears. They are the growing memories of Harvey Adrian, the original owner of his body, from childhood to adulthood. When he sleeps, these memories are all accepted and absorbed by Harvey.

When he was a child, he lived a rich and carefree life. Soon after his parents died unexpectedly, the picture of his memory began to lose its color. Next, he lingered in all kinds of luxury places.

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On the second day, Harvey, who was much more comfortable and mentally and physically, looked at himself. He had a make-up table in his bedroom. The table was covered with various bottles, some of which were male perfume and some were for skin care. Harvey looks at his strange self in the mirror. It's not so handsome. Fortunately, his facial features are right, his nose is straight, and his skin is comparable to that of a woman. He has the potential to be a little white face.

Just when he was thinking about whether he was going to hook up with some ladies to help him pay his debts, a mysterious message suddenly poured into his mind. He was stunned at first, and then overjoyed!

"I'll go! That's true

What he wanted most finally came. It had been in his consciousness before. It was just because his consciousness was very unstable last night and he didn't pay attention to these mysterious information.