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Cheng Che raised his hand and touched his belly, then suddenly stopped.
San Yueqi looked back blankly, "What's the matter?"
Cheng Che: ...
Wait a minute, he seemed to know something was wrong.
No feeling of fullness, no sleepiness, no need to go to the toilet, and even no energy to do anything.
When it comes down to it... there is no need, no desire.
Cheng Che's eyes suddenly lit up and a smile flashed across his face.
He raised his head and looked at March Seven, with his eyes curved and a bright smile on his face, "Would you like to date me?"
Chapter 646: You just don’t trust your own big brother!
The gray-haired girl rushed back to the train carrying a baseball bat, intending to save her friend.
Before he even got around the platform where the train stopped, a pink figure rushed into his arms in panic.
"Wuwuwu help me, Xingxing! Cheng Che has gone crazy! He's going to blow me up!"
San Yue Qi held Xing tightly and refused to let go, saying in panic, "He invited me on a date! Do you know what a date is?!"
star:……
what?
"Cheng Che said that dating is not just a way for lovers to communicate their feelings. As long as you make an appointment to do something together, it is a date." Xing came back to his senses and explained seriously: "Did you hear it wrong?"
San Yue Qi looked up, his eyes full of shock, "But he was smiling! He wasn't drinking! He was smiling at me! You know the kind with eight teeth showing?"
star:……
That's it.
If Cheng Che laughed without drinking...either his madness was cured, or it would never be cured.
Xing took a deep breath and was about to say something when he saw Cheng Che walking slowly towards him from the front. He had changed back into his usual sportswear with a crow pendant hanging on the zipper and a pitch-black Agu wrapped around his shoulder.
"What's wrong with you?" Xing frowned and asked in confusion, "Why are you scaring Sanyue for no reason?"
Hearing this, Cheng Che looked up at Xing, hesitated for a moment and then extended his hand towards Xing, "I'm not trying to scare you. I'm inviting a friend to date me."
Xing blinked and lowered her eyes to meet March's gaze.
Sanyueqi grabbed Xing's wrist and said sincerely, "Look, look, look, it's this kind of inexplicable atmosphere, do you understand? The point is not about the date, the point is that he is not normal now!"
Xing nodded, "I understand."
After saying this, Xing looked at Cheng Che again, "Have you suffered any setbacks? Do you need me to comfort you? Or... I can find a psychologist."
"No, I'd love for you to untie me." Cheng Che curved his eyes at Xing, waved his hand, and walked towards the hotel, "Let's go."
Xing stared blankly at Cheng Che's back, then looked at Sanyue after a moment of confusion, "Unlock what?"
San Yue Qi touched the back of his head, his eyes equally confused, "Untie the knot in your heart?"
"Huh?" Xing made a puzzled sound, "I think it's unbuttoning."
March 7:…
It seems to fit the context better.
Sanyueqi immediately squatted down with his head in his hands, and said madly: "Latio is contagious! I actually considered the context!"
"He does have it. I heard that he and Dan Heng talked on the phone for a long time last night just to discuss what memory is." Xing sighed and shook the bat in his hand. "Forget about him. There's no danger anyway. Let's go play."
Sanyueqi sighed, squatting on the ground and looking at Xing, "But Pinocchio might be in danger, why don't we follow him and see what happens?"
"That makes sense." Xing touched his chin and thought for a moment, then grabbed San Yueqi's hand and walked in the direction Cheng Che left.
Passing by the front desk and the lounge, Xing took Sanyueqi up the elevator and finally found Cheng Che, who was in a daze, at the end of the corridor of the room in the dream.
The young man was wearing a loose and comfortable sweatshirt. He sat on the windowsill in the corridor with his legs hanging outside the window and swinging. His eyes without glasses seemed a little dull, but still clear, and the light falling on his eyes carried a bit of bright golden light.
Cheng Che pulled at Agu's wings, occasionally plucking off a feather and throwing it out of the window without any sense of public morality, with no expression on his face.
After a long time, Cheng Che finally spoke, "Boss, are you real or fake?"
Agu poked his head out, "Am I fake?"
You just don’t trust your own Big Brother!
Well, you really can’t believe it too much.
"I don't know." Cheng Che whispered, looking down at the pedestrians who looked like ants because of the height. "I don't even know when I was deceived into this state."
There is an unignorable sense of disharmony that extends from the train to the hotel, and then to the dream, and can still be felt even after leaving the dream.
His subconscious mind believes that entering a dream will feel unreal. It is precisely because of the existence of this subconscious mind that he always regards the discomfort he feels as the discomfort of entering a dream.
Cheng Che whispered, explaining the reason why he found the discord while sorting out his thoughts, "As far as I can remember, after I started the jump from the train, I never had...physiological needs? Like going to the bathroom? Eating and drinking water were normal, but I didn't feel full, and..."
The biggest problem is the issues he mentioned.
"I'm talking about the problems encountered by the scientific development of my world. There are unsolved mysteries in my world. Why do they make Latio feel difficult?" Cheng Che looked confused and whispered, "Why do my questions confuse Black Swan? Why do they confuse Latio and Dan Heng?"
It doesn't matter whether memory is an objective existence or a subjective feeling, because the Star God cannot be accurately described with a simple sentence. If the meaning of memory is controversial, then the Memory Star God should not exist at all.
Walter can control black holes, trains can travel faster than the speed of light, and humans already have many technologies that he can hardly imagine.
There are beings like Boshizun who possess both technology and godhood. Why can't consciousness and matter be unified?
The world of Star Train is based on his hometown, but the level of technological knowledge is far beyond that of his hometown. If those difficult problems are not solved, technology will be stuck at the level of his hometown and unable to progress.
"Gugu." Agu tilted his head and looked at Cheng Che with shining eyes, "Where are you now?"
Cheng Che thought about it and shook his head, "Not sure, I have two guesses."
"Tell me about it and let Agu give you some advice." Agu freed his wings from Cheng Che's hands and looked at the two girls hiding in the corner.
Cheng Che turned around and sat on the window frame, looking at Xing and Sanyueqi. He suddenly chuckled and spoke clearly, "F**k you, you just want to see me having fun."
Who on earth would listen to Aha’s advice?
Are you afraid that you won't be laughed at?!
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Che threw Agu out of the window and smiled brightly at Xing and Sanyueqi, "I'm really angry."
As soon as he finished speaking, the young man leaned back, and his tall body fell rapidly against the wind.
Agu tried his best to flap his wings and leaned close to Cheng Che's ear, "Tell me about it!"
Cheng Che stared up at the sky, feeling the adrenaline-pumping weightlessness, and whispered, "Guess one, I'm trapped in my own memory."
"Guess two..."
Cheng Che paused and sneered, "Someone used the memory I swallowed to allow me to travel through everyone's memory and connect it into my own memory."
As expected, you still don’t let him into Pinocchio, right?
He will remember this grudge!
Chapter 647: Think wildly!
Memory is like a fishing net, each line represents a person.
They are connected to each other, occasionally intersecting and tying knots, but they go their separate ways after a period of time and go in different directions, but there is a possibility of meeting again in the process of weaving memories.
It is fragments of life. Countless fragments come together to form a person's life, and the destinies of countless people are intertwined to become the fate of the world.
Memory has never been an objective existence. It is full of personal emotions, full of joys and sorrows encountered, and there is no need for any words to define the word memory.
Cheng Che found a rooftop to sit on, and his clothes turned into tattered strips as his wings expanded and closed.
He lowered his eyes and tore off his torn clothes without any emotion. He just stared at the flickering lights in front of him with his upper body exposed, creating an extremely unreal picture.
"My current situation should be..." Cheng Che was confused and frowned slightly, "Liuying, Shajin, Sangbo, Huahuo, everyone from the Starry Sky Train... They have already woven a complete memory network. I am a blank. I forcefully inserted myself into their memories and made modifications."
This is different from going on an adventure together, which means weaving memories together.
And the current situation is... he is modifying everyone's memory. His memory is not included in the original memory. He should stay on the train with Dan Heng.
It's like a single line appears in the grid, destroying the original grid connection in order to blend into the whole, and forcibly binding other people's memories to its own.
It is not written together, but revised after it is written.
This is also different from time travel. Time travel is when a character is added after the story is finalized to write a new story together. The current situation is that he forcibly erased and modified the story that had already been written.
"The biggest question is..." Cheng Che was a little confused, supporting himself with his hands on the ground beside him and looking at Pinocchio's dream, "When was my memory suspended? When did they experience this story completely again?"
His timeline paused, while the others continued on as normal, but at a certain point in time he resumed his actions, walking the path others had walked, and traveling back and forth in other people's memories to make changes.
So he couldn't realize that this was a dream, because this was someone else's actual experience, everyone was real, and what happened was real, but... they were not in the same timeline.
He fell behind half a step for unknown reasons.
"Do you want to go out?" Agu leaned in Cheng Che's arms and waved his wings that no longer had any feathers. "I'll take you out!"
"I don't want to." Cheng Che had no expression on his face, and his gaze towards the distance was extremely calm. "Why should I go out?"
"Gu?" Agu poked his head in confusion, his round eyes full of bewilderment.
Cheng Che withdrew his hands that were supporting the ground, and lay lazily on the roof. His skin touched the rough ground but he did not feel any pain.
He stared at the sky and spoke calmly, "If I leave now, I really won't have a role in the story. I will stay here and modify everyone's memory, making myself an indispensable part of their memory. If the memory changes, their own mentality and thoughts will also change, and the direction and ending of the story will also change."
It's like a clear and organized step-by-step process for solving a problem.
His partners have already written down the final steps, and he erases and modifies the first step, so... the entire process will change with his actions, including his partners' ideas for solving the problem.
That's what memory is, it can be modified, it can be deceived, it can be forgotten.
But as long as it is important enough, even the traces of modification will become glaring handwriting on the answer sheet.
He has no memory of Pinocchio at all. He just walks in everyone's memory, trying to insert his own traces.
Thinking about it this way...
The fun is even greater.
He can change it however he wants!