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After learning that Zhang Mu was ill and missing, I went to the orphanage to help him take care of the director, but the director had already passed away.
So, Mr. Xu, I hope to bring Zhang Mu back and bury him next to the dean... Why did he leave?"
Before he could finish his words, Xu's figure suddenly disappeared like a bursting bubble.
After being confused for a while, Ye Ming couldn't figure out why, and could only guess that Xu Xianren had something urgent to do.
"I'll ask for your help next time we meet, Master Xu." Sighing, he quickly chased after the director.
The sudden disappearance of Zhang Mu was not due to any important matter as he thought.
Using the shadow technique to rise high into the sky, he rushed towards Su City at full speed.
Orphanage? What orphanage? What orphanage grandma?
Why can't I remember? Where are my memories? Where are my memories before I was eleven?!
Zhang Mu's pupils shook violently. He took out the magic potion and bit the bottle mouth directly. He didn't care about the potion mixed with broken glass shards and poured it into his mouth frantically.
As the potion took effect, the surge in magic power made his speed soar again, and half an hour later he arrived above his rental house.
Looking down at the rental house so close below, his eyes flickered.
He has never returned to this room since he faked his death, but the landlord has not rented it out even though he has paid the rent for half a year.
Gritting his teeth, he descended, passed through the roof, and entered the house upright.
Standing in the living room and looking around.
The house had been vacant for several months, and the floor tiles, sofas and coffee tables were all covered with a thick layer of dust.
I went to take a look at the door, and there was nothing else except the water and electricity bill reminder posted on the door.
Back in the living room, Zhang Mu looked at the tightly closed bedroom door, but he couldn't move his feet.
It is impossible that my senior brother lied to "Xuxianren", but if he didn't lie, why don't I have any memory of it at all?
what happened?
He stood in the living room for a long time, took a deep breath, and strode into the bedroom.
Like outside, the bed and floor were covered in dust.
Zhang Mu walked around the end of the bed to the desk under the window, leaving a trail of footprints in the dust.
He opened the drawer and found only a few supermarket membership cards inside. His personal belongings had been packed away long ago.
Yes, personal belongings!
With trembling hands, he took out the wallet that he hadn't used for a long time from the inventory, took a breath again, and slowly opened it.
There were several banknotes in the interlayer. I took them out and turned them over carefully to check. There were no special marks or numbers on the surface.
Turn your eyes to the business card holder.
There are three layers in total, and each layer is stuffed with things.
At the top was his ID card, which was now useless, so he took it out and threw it on the desk.
In the middle was a bank card, which contained his savings before he started the game. It was useless and was thrown aside.
At the bottom there seems to be a photo, most of which is covered by the interlayer.
Pinch the exposed edge and slowly pull it out.
It was indeed a photo, a photo of two people.
On the left is the young Zhang Mu, and on the right is an old lady with white hair and a gentle smile on her face.
Chapter 252: The Arsenal is fully operational and ready to go
The moment he saw the photo clearly, Zhang Mu didn't realize that the person on the left was himself.
It’s not because of memory problems.
Humans look in the mirror every day, but once they leave the mirror, it is still difficult for them to have a clear picture of their appearance in their minds.
When others take photos of you without your knowledge, you usually judge the person in the photo as yourself based on features such as hairstyle and clothing rather than appearance.
So Zhang Mu stared at the photo for half an hour before he remembered that he seemed to have a piece of clothing of the same style in his closet.
Under other circumstances, he would have thought it was a coincidence that they both bought the same style.
But the photo was in his wallet, the clothes were in his closet, and combined with what Ye Ming said, the answer was obvious - the child in the photo was him.
The old lady in her sixties or seventies on the right is undoubtedly the dean that Ye Ming mentioned.
This is...
Although the accident came rather suddenly and Zhang Mu was indeed panicked for a while, after all, he had experienced a tortuous half year and his mentality had long been calm.
He quickly calmed down, raised his hand to blew the wind, and sat down on the bed which was instantly clean.
He pinched the edge of the photo and stared.
There is no need to verify it. I am indeed an orphan and grew up in this orphanage.
But I really can’t remember anything before I was eleven, which means… there’s something wrong with my memory.
The reason?
Looking at the old man and the child under the pear tree in the photo, he thought of it almost in the blink of an eye.
The continent of Thor, memory loss is closely related to the continent of Thor.
Looking back on my life over the past twenty years, this is the only thing that could have caused such a magical event.
Just taking one continent as the target is too broad, so we need to narrow the scope.
After eliminating all the situations that were not beyond common sense, Zhang Mu quickly locked onto his goal - resurrection.
The game panel has many functions, including inventory, character information bar, opening and closing portals, quickly mastering magic, and breaking the magic limit.
These are things that do not exist in reality, but if you really encounter them, at least there is an explanation.
The inventory and portal can be said to be some kind of space technology, the character information is a full body scan, and the last two can also be interpreted by information transmission.
Resurrection is the only authority that can be mastered by God in the true sense.
Although in universal cognition, resurrection does not seem difficult to understand.
Various literary and film and television works have had relevant settings - the magical power of rules, undead magic, the crazy experiments of mad scientists on the technological side, particle reorganization, etc.
But in reality, people will feel that the other functions of the game panel have a probability of being realized in the distant future, but resurrection is the only one that no one expects.
When a person dies, he is dead.
The corpse will be corroded by time, even the hard bones.
If there is an unfortunate loss of descendants and the name is forgotten by everyone, then that person truly no longer exists.
Zhang Mu stared at the photo with his pupils shrinking: "I told you... such a heaven-defying function, how could it be without a price?
But...why should I pay with my memory?"
He considers himself a mediocre person, the kind that can never be found once thrown into a crowd. Before starting the game, his experiences were similar to those of most people. He doesn't think his memories are precious or special.
Think about it for a while, but if it doesn't work, then forget about it.
Zhang Mu stood up and said, "Sol Continent... Since they didn't attack me, they will show up sooner or later, right?"
The information at hand is not enough to analyze the answer, and investing further energy in it will be futile and wasteful.
Since there is no point in continuing to pay attention to it, the right thing to do is to just leave it alone for now.
What's more, Zhang Mu has already figured out how to deal with it - become stronger.
This is currently the best and only way.
After brushing off the non-existent dust on his butt, he mobilized his magic power and shook the ID card and bank card thrown on the table into powder.
Then he looked down at the group photo.
There are two people in the photo. Under the shade of a pear tree, the child is standing in a military posture, and the old man is sitting on a low wooden stool with his hands resting on his thighs.
They all had smiles on their faces.
According to Ye Ming, the dean adopted Zhang Mu and raised him to adulthood.
Theoretically, Zhang Mu should be full of gratitude and nostalgia, and treasure the photos as a keepsake.
But he couldn't remember what fueled these emotions.
I don’t remember the dean’s voice or appearance, I don’t remember any of the times we spent together, I don’t remember anything.
All forgotten.
Naturally, looking at her, his heart was as calm as water, and he had no intention of cherishing her, even though his reason told him to do so.
After standing beside the bed for a long time, Zhang Mu's mind moved slightly, and the photo turned into powder.
"You are so capable, so restoring a photo must be easy, right?"
"I don't think you'll refuse."
Shaking off the remaining powder between the gaps between his palm lines, he flew straight up through several layers of ceilings to the sky and flew towards NH.
After arriving at the base on the coast, first call out the portal to the Gul City Lord's Mansion, and call Soran to ask how long it will take for the messenger from the capital to arrive.
Soran turned and left, running to the Griffin Legion stationed outside the city.
He returned about an hour later with the reply - five days later.
Zhang Mu nodded to indicate that he understood, waved his hand to send him away, and immediately returned to Blue Star.
For the next three days, he put aside all trivial matters and concentrated on controlling the "Senior Brother Zhou" puppet, using the excuse of "interest" to help Huaguo speed up research.
In the meantime, he squeezed out some time to contact the "Minister of Logistics" who was far away on the other side of the ocean and pushed the Queen to exchange supplies.
The process was slightly different, but the general direction was the same as China's - after carefully studying the list provided by Hogwarts, the Queen chose to use rhenium as the trading currency.
As for the problem that the two countries came into contact with each other and discovered that both Shanmen and Hogwarts priced rhenium as the most expensive item, and then noticed something unusual, Zhang Mu was not worried.
At the very beginning, he conveyed a message to the people of both countries - scarcity makes things valuable, which is an eternal truth in the world.
Based on this, it is not surprising that the most precious item among the items prepared by both sides is rhenium.