i have a museum of curiosities

With some warmth, the sunlight swayed into the house through the colorful glass without hesitation, and the whole room was dyed into a colorful painting.

And in the center of the painting is lying a teenager who just woke up from a dream and still looks sleepy.

The boy looked about 20 years old, and his appearance was not very outstanding, and he even felt a little too thin, which caused his cheekbones to protrude a bit - there was a clear pale color on his doubtful face, and he was slightly absent-minded Confusion and exhaustion were revealed in his eyes.

"I... where am I?"

The boy's voice seemed hoarse due to dryness, perhaps he hadn't drank water for a long time.

Dappled sunlight came into his eyes, and the boy subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to cover it.Unexpectedly, as soon as his right hand was raised a little, there was a sudden sharp pain in his chest, causing the young man to cry out in pain, his brows were instantly knit together, and his right hand drooped weakly.

"tear--"

The boy didn't dare to move for a moment.

Perhaps this is the reason why the young man's face was pale and his voice was hoarse - he had lost too much blood.

Trying to exhale slowly, the sharp pain in his chest eased a little.

"Am... injured?" The young man was at a loss.But no matter how hard he tried to recall, his mind was blank.

who am I?
where am I?
Why am I hurt?

The young man tried to breathe lightly, and the pain in his chest finally stopped, but the questions in his mind kept his brows tightly locked.

After a while, the pain in my chest was finally unbearable.Only then did the boy try to turn his neck slightly, looking at the surrounding environment.

This is a small room, which looks like a structure of stone and wood.There is a mural on the wall that the teenager can't understand.The furniture in the house is very simple, there is only a bed on which I lie and a standing candlestick near the bed.

The bed was a simple wooden bed, and the candles on the candlesticks were not lit.

Not far from the boy's left hand is the door.The door is also made of wood, which looks simple and plain.

What surprised the boy the most was the window sill on his right.The glass on the window sill is colorful, like a jigsaw puzzle, really beautiful.The shape of the windows is even more unique-narrow and high, with a beautiful arc at the top-the more it looks like the glass of a church.

At this moment, the door creaked and was pushed open.

The young man subconsciously turned his head to look, but forgot about the wound on his chest, so that he touched the wound again.

I don't know if it was because someone had to come in the room, but the boy didn't cry out in pain this time, but the pain in his chest made him grin his teeth.

"Ah, are you awake?" A cute little head poked in.

Immediately, the door opened wide, and standing at the door was a little girl with silver hair.

The little girl looked about twelve or thirteen years old at most, but she looked extremely cute.But seeing her hair, the teenager seemed to have more doubts.

"You are still alive after being injured so badly. It seems that sister Anita's 'Holy Light Art' is really powerful!" little sparrow.

"Anita... Holy Light?" The boy couldn't help frowning.

Just when Shao was puzzled, a crisp female voice came from outside the door: "Little Sally, why are you running around again? It's wrong to disturb a patient's rest!"

Immediately afterwards, a beautiful girl with full hair of blond appeared, looking angrily at the little girl called "Little Sally" who came in earlier.

The blond girl looked about the same age as the boy, and she exuded a unique holy aura that made people want to get close unconsciously.

"Sister Anita." Little Sally stuck out her tongue, then pointed to the boy on the bed and said, "The patient is awake."

The blond girl Anita then turned her gaze to the wooden bed beside her.

Seeing that the boy had indeed woken up, Anita glared at little Sally, then walked to the bed, smiled at the boy, and asked in a low voice, "How do you feel?"

Looking at Anita's pretty face, the boy blushed for no reason, then he shook his head lightly, and said, "The chest hurts badly."

Anita frowned when she heard the words, and said softly: "You have a penetrating wound on your chest, which looks like it was stabbed by a dagger or a dagger or other sharp weapon. An injury of this level can only be achieved if you have practiced 'Lay on Hands'." It can only be treated by a high-ranking priest. You can only lie down and rest for a short time."

"Lay on hands...priest?" The young man couldn't help but bewildered.

Anita's expression couldn't help but a little weird.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why did you suffer such a serious injury?" Anita asked.

The boy thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I...I don't remember."

"Don't remember?" Anita couldn't help being startled, then reached out her hand out of curiosity, and poked the back of the boy's head.

The boy was taken aback by Anita's actions, and Gulu swallowed.Then, smelling the faint fragrance from the other party's body, he couldn't help but blushed, but he didn't move tactfully.

"Hey, there is indeed a bag on the back of your head." Anita couldn't help but said in surprise: "The injury is on the back of your head, I'm afraid that's why you... lost your memory."

"Amnesia..." The young man was startled, then smiled wryly.

"This kind of injury... doesn't seem to be caused by a fall." Anita pressed the small bump on the back of the boy's head as she spoke, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"...It doesn't hurt." The boy replied truthfully.

"There are hard pockets but it can make people feel no pain... This should be the stalker's skill 'Sap'." Anita sighed: "It's just that I'm not proficient in stalkers, I'm afraid I have to ask professional stealth A trainer will do."

"..."

"You can't remember anything?" Anita asked in a low voice.

The young man couldn't help closing his eyes and trying to think back. Suddenly, he felt dizzy, and his body fell backwards unconsciously.

Anita had quick eyes and quick hands, and gently supported the boy's body.

There was a warm feeling from his shoulders, the boy was taken aback, his face turned redder than before, and he sat up straight while resisting the pain in his chest.

Anita's expression was normal, she just asked with a little concern: "How is it, what do you remember?"

"Zhang Ye, my name is Zhang Ye!" the boy replied.

"Zhang Ye? What a strange name." Little Sally muttered beside her in a low voice.

Anita glanced at little Sally, but said nothing.It can be seen that she also finds the name "Zhang Ye" very strange.

"Can I ask a question?" Zhang Ye asked.

"what is the problem?"

"where am I?"

"Crescent Town." Anita smiled and said, "Crescent Town Monastery."

Before Zhang Ye could say anything more, Anita said first: "You are seriously injured and need to rest well. Get a good night's sleep. If there is any problem, we will talk about it when you wake up. Um... and, wait You're awake, and your...'friend' seems to have something to say to you."

Speaking of the word "friend", Anita's expression became a little strange, and the little Sally next to her looked at Zhang Ye with a hint of curiosity and contempt.

The expressions of the two made Zhang feel a little strange, but obviously he had no time to take care of it now.

"My friend?" Zhang couldn't help but said eagerly, "Where is it? I want to see him right now!"

Zhang also looked at Anita expectantly, curious and anxious.Maybe when I meet my friends, I can know more about myself.

"No!" Anita frowned, her expression suddenly became serious, and she said sharply, "You need to rest now!"

"Uh……"

Seeing that Anita, who was originally gentle and pleasant, suddenly became strict, Zhang Ye instinctively closed his mouth and nodded obediently.

Friends, since you know that I am injured, you will naturally wait patiently.I'm definitely not afraid of Anita, absolutely not!
The results were not what Anita promised.

It had been three days since Zhang Ye saw the "friend" Anita was talking about—this was what he asked for three times a day, which annoyed Anita before he agreed.

At this moment, Zhang Ye was sitting on a bench outside the monastery basking in the sun, and beside him were two beautiful girls who looked about his age.

That's right, this is the "friend" in Anita's mouth.

Zhang is also very puzzled, he doesn't seem to have such a beautiful...friend of the opposite sex.

"Hello, my name is Jingyue, and this is my younger sister Jingxue." It was the long-haired girl sitting beside Zhang Ye who was looking at her with a smile.

Jingyue is not only beautiful, but also has a very outstanding temperament. She has a gentle and intellectual feeling, and her voice is soft and waxy, which is very comfortable to listen to.

And the girl named Jingxue next to her is not bad at all, with short shoulder-length hair, she looks more capable and neat than her sister Jingyue, and her big smart eyes are looking at Zhang Ye curiously.

But this made Zhang Ye even more puzzled.

Because in his memory, he didn't know these two at all!
Beauty is always impressive, especially X2 after beauty.

But even though Zhang thought about it for a long time, he still couldn't find the slightest memory about Er Shu, but he remembered a lot of other trivial things.

Could it be that because of amnesia, the memories about them were also forgotten?

"Have we... met?" Zhang couldn't help but bite the bullet and asked.

"I have seen..."

Just hearing these two words, Zhang couldn't help saying "broken" to himself!
But what Jingyue said next made Zhang also heave a sigh of relief.

"...when you were unconscious." Jingyue said softly.

"Coma? What do you mean?" Zhang Ye was relieved and at the same time puzzled.

"Literally!" Jingxue next to him interjected: "About a week ago, my sister and I saw you unconscious on the ground by the river outside the town, with a lot of blood bleeding from your chest, so we used the 'Holy Light' Shu' wanted to save you, but..."

Zhang Ye was naturally very interested in and confused about the "Holy Light Art" that Jing Xue said, after all, Anita seemed to have saved herself with the "Holy Light Art".

But the crux of the matter is that now he knows who his savior is—except Anita.

"So it was the two beauties who saved me!" Zhang Ye hurriedly said gratefully, "I can't thank you enough! Although I don't have much at the moment, but if there is something useful, feel free to tell me."

But Jingyue waved her hand and said, "We found out that you are true, but the one who really saved you was not us, but the priest trainer in the town."

"Priest trainer?" Zhang Ye was taken aback for a moment, and then a blond and blue-eyed pretty face appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Anita!"

Jingyue smiled and nodded.After all, Zhang Ye has been recuperating in the monastery during this period of time. It would be really strange if he didn't know Anita's name.

"If the two beauties hadn't brought me here, even if Anita had great abilities, I wouldn't be able to survive." Zhang Ye laughed.

Presumably Ershu must have used many methods after seeing that she was injured and unconscious, and finally carried herself back to the town with great effort-this is a life-saving grace!
Zhang couldn't help but sigh in his heart that his luck was so good that he met three beauties to save him!
"Fortunately, you are not an ungrateful person." Jingxue made a face at Zhang Ye.

Looking at the lively and playful appearance of the other party, Zhang couldn't help but feel better, and even the wound on his chest didn't hurt so much.

If I could see them every day, wouldn't my injury heal soon?Zhang couldn't help feeling YY in his heart.

Jingyue also smiled, and said, "Stop calling 'beauty' all the time, it's weird. Just call us by our names."

Zhang Ye nodded with a smile, then remembered that he hadn't introduced himself yet, and hurriedly said, "My name is Zhang Ye, and Zhang Ye is like Zhang Ye."

Looking at the appearance of the second daughter, it doesn't look like she is seeking benefits from herself.Even if I want to ask for benefits, I probably won't be able to catch people's eyes with my current poor and white appearance.Besides, I have lost my memory now, and I don't even know where it came from. What can others plan for me?
It seems that the two sisters don't want anything.

"You two just ask if you need anything." Zhang Ye smiled.

Jingyue took a deep look at Zhang Ye. Originally, she had prepared a lot of words to persuade Zhang Ye to help her, but it seemed that they were useless now.

"Our request is very simple, form a team." Jingyue laughed.

"Team formation?" Zhang couldn't help being taken aback, and asked in confusion, "What... does this mean?"

"Before I answer you, can you answer my question first?" Jingyue asked back.

"Of course, you can ask." Zhang also nodded.

"Do you remember where you came from?" Jingyue looked around and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Ye was instinctively taken aback when he heard this, and then frowned and said, "May I ask, why do you ask this question?"

"If I'm not wrong, you should have lost a piece of memory, right? No, it should be said that you have forgotten a lot, and what you can remember is very limited right now?" Jingyue smiled confidently.

After hearing this, Zhang Ye couldn't help buzzing his head.

how come?Why does Miss Jingyue know that I have amnesia?Could it be that... she is the stalker that Anita said was black handed to me?
Thinking of this, Zhang Ye couldn't help but have a little more vigilance in his eyes.

"Because we are the same as you." Jingyue said lightly.

"What?" Zhang Ye was taken aback, never expecting such an answer.

"Not only the three of us, but also the more than 50 people living in the hotel in the small town are like this."

Jingyue's words made Zhang Ye stunned again.

"Wait...wait a while...let me slowly..." Zhang Ye took a deep breath and asked, "Now, more than 50 people have lost their memory?"

Jingyue nodded calmly, and Jingxue next to her also looked solemn.

"You don't look like you're lying to me..." Zhang Ye smiled bitterly and said, "But...how is this possible? So many people have lost their memory...Could it be that aliens invaded the earth?"

"I don't know if it's aliens. But, do you think we're still on Earth?" Jingyue asked back.

"What do you mean...?" Zhang couldn't help but widen his eyes, suspecting that he had heard it wrong.

"According to the information we obtained from the small town, we are very likely to be in a game world!" Jingyue said seriously.

"..."

"Miss Jingyue, if I heard correctly, you just said... we are now in a... game world?"

Zhang Ye's complexion changed drastically.

Neither Jingyue nor Jingxue spoke, but nodded slowly to Zhang Ye.

"How is it possible?" Zhang couldn't help laughing, and said, "This is not a third-rate fantasy novel, and it also has the function of collective time travel?"

Jingyue ignored Zhang Ye's sarcasm, but said softly: "I didn't say that this is time travel, I prefer to believe that we were 'kidnapped' here by a mysterious force."

Zhang Ye stared carefully at Jingyue's eyes, as if trying to see something.

However, Jingyue just looked at Zhang Ye calmly, without any waves in her eyes, and she even wanted to laugh.

"If you don't believe me, you can take a good look around."

Jingxue on the side raised her head and said, "Look at the monastery behind you, and look at the houses in the town. Have you seen similar buildings in the real world?"

Hearing Jingxue's question, Zhang Ye turned his head and looked at the Xinyue Town Monastery behind him.

Although Zhang also doesn't know much about architectural aesthetics, and can't even tell what is Baroque architecture, Gothic architecture, or Renaissance architecture, but Zhang is also very sure that he can't see the style of the monastery behind him at all. , There seems to be no building of this style in memory.

Zhang Ye looked at the houses in the small town across the street in disbelief. Although most of them were made of wood and stone, it was still difficult to see what architectural style they belonged to.

"Could it be that there aren't such ancient buildings in Europe?" Zhang Ye was still arguing.

"What about the clothes?" Jingxue asked back, "Have you carefully observed the clothes of the residents here?"

This time Zhang also didn't know how to answer.

Indeed, when I just woke up three days ago, I felt that little Sally and Anita were dressed very strangely, just like the clothes in the middle ages in the movie.

Moreover, Zhang also thought of the "Holy Light Art" that Little Sally and Jingxue said again, which was obviously not something that should appear in the real world.

Although Zhang Ye was extremely reluctant to admit it, it seemed that he had indeed come to a remarkable place.

Seeing that Zhang Ye was silent, Jingyue finally spoke.

"Although I don't know exactly how the black hands behind the scenes brought people from the real world into the game world without anyone noticing, but after nearly a week of investigation, we can confirm that more than 50 people in the hotel in Crescent Town are from real world."

"May I take the liberty to ask, how is this determined?" Zhang Ye still couldn't believe it.

"It's very simple, player... Oh, this is what we call people in the real world who enter here..." Jingxue explained with a smile: "... After entering here, players will lose most of their memories, only remembering their own Names and themselves do not belong to this world. The aborigines of this game world, or non-players—that is, NPCs—have complete memories. And they don’t know what a "game world" is, and what we recognize The knowledge also stays at the level of 'adventurers'. And the strangest thing is that this town is obviously western-style, but they don't seem surprised by our black-haired and dark-eyed faces."

Zhang Ye couldn't help but nodded after hearing this. Although he still had doubts about this method of distinction, he secretly accepted this setting when he thought that he was also suffering from memory loss.

"But... how can we be sure that this is the game world and not the Fantasy Continent?" Zhang also asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

Jingxue and Jingyue looked at each other, and then Jingyue said: "I wonder if you have played ORPG games before?"

Zhang also nodded and said, "I like online role-playing games."

"That's right." Jingyue nodded and continued: "For most ORPG games, quests, fighting monsters, and leveling up are basically the three major elements, and coincidentally... this world can also do quests, Fight monsters and upgrade!"

"Ah?" Zhang couldn't help being stunned again.

"It seems that you haven't experienced it yet." Jingyue smiled slightly, and then winked at Jingxue beside her.

Amidst Zhang Ye's stunned expression, Jingxue smiled and took out a two-foot-long wooden staff from the inconspicuous small bag at her waist.

The shape of the staff is quite simple, that is, a vine of an indistinguishable plant is wrapped around a light blue gem the size of a fingernail.

Strangely, Zhang could also feel a burst of energy from the staff—although it was faint, it did exist.Zhang also immediately realized that this is not a COS prop in the real world.

"Hey, this is the reward for completing the task." Jingxue raised her head, and raised the staff in her hand with some complacency.

"You...how did you get this... staff in your pocket?" Zhang couldn't help asking.

Jingxue and Jingyue looked at each other and smiled, Jingxue explained: "This is a game backpack! Don't look at its ugly appearance, it can hold 6 slots of items! The staff only occupies one slot!"

"..."

Zhang Ye was stunned for a long time, and finally said slowly: "It seems that this is really a game world..."