boyutpedia Chapter 139 Memory
Chapter 139 Memory
Before clicking on the cloud document, what appeared in front of Xie Chun was an unread text message.
The message was received in the evening when he was having dinner. The sender was Lucheng Countermeasures Bureau, and it looked like it was an official account.
The content of the text message was a notification, asking members of the Countermeasures Bureau to inform their families that a meeting would be held in the large conference room of the Countermeasures Bureau tomorrow afternoon to discuss issues regarding the safety and treatment of members of the Countermeasures Bureau.
It can only be said that Li Hua is worthy of being the king of papers. Judging from the time when the text message was sent, it is estimated that it was less than an hour after he left the Countermeasures Bureau.
In just this hour, he had almost arranged the follow-up matters.
It is estimated that the compensation issues for the families of those members who lost their lives in the secret territory should have been discussed and a reasonable price has been agreed upon.
At least the mouths of those family members were blocked.
He briefly searched and found nothing on the Internet about thousands of people dying in the secret realm, and no media dared to speak out.
It's understandable. Who would dare to come out and report this if they don't want their job?
As long as the surviving members of the Countermeasures Bureau are not stupid, they can all think that this meeting in the conference room must be attended by someone with bad intentions.
The question now is where will Xie Chun find his family?
Xia Mengcai told him not to let it slip during the day, but in the end he went to a meeting with his parents at night. Isn't it bad?
Wouldn't that immediately let his mother know that the two of them were killing everyone in the secret realm some time ago.
It will be very troublesome to deal with the relationship with parents at that time.
After thinking about it, he opened the chat box with Xia Meng and sent an emoticon of cat fist.
Almost instantly, the opponent came back with a cat punch.
You don't sleep at night, right?
Xie Chun naturally went straight to the point, sent the screenshot of the text message, and typed "1?"
Xia Meng quickly replied: "1!"
After exchanging digital codes, the two had a tacit understanding for many years, and naturally understood what the other meant - to fool each other as family members.
This is not the first time they have done this kind of thing. When they were still minors, there were always things to deal with that could not be seen by the family——
It's not easy to ask the trustee for this kind of thing. After all, no matter what they say, they are receiving money from their parents, so it is impossible for them to keep this little one a secret.
When working outside and requiring a guardian to sign, the two of them relied on their half-baked makeup skills and a forged household registration book to sign as conjugated parents.
It has never been discovered.
Later, as an adult, as a natural person with civil capacity, this method is no longer needed.
After crossing out the chat box, Xie Chun realized something - it was past twelve o'clock, and Xia Meng was still awake. Her schedule was obviously very regular.
I guess he stayed up late and worked overtime to count the harvests in the secret realm?
Xie Chun shook his head, clicked on the cloud document, downloaded the above log to his mobile phone, and opened it with a reader.
"Xie Xiaochun's Blue Star Diary"
He died nearly a hundred times, how could he not have to pay any price?
The fragmentation of the soul in death itself, or the natural forgetfulness over time, are all killers that steal memories.
At first, he was a little panicked when he found that his memory did not match the descriptions of others and there was something missing.
That's why he created a cloud archive log for that week and recorded the account and password in the notepad on his phone.
Every three or five weeks, you should summarize and record some of the more important past events, or some plans for subsequent goals.
But Xie Chun is naturally not afraid of amnesia at all.
It's not the first time anyway, you won't die if you forget something.
And he didn't even know what he had forgotten, let alone feel sorry for it, so it didn't matter at all.
Xie Chun looked at the description on the first page of the diary about mastering basic knowledge: "Ten numbers, twenty-six letters, and the fifty tones of Sakura."
He tried to count the numbers and letters, at least he could match them one by one.
It is difficult to forget something that is often used, just like he is not too worried about not being able to understand Xuanguo characters.
If you find that you can't even read words after you die in the future, it will probably take a while to start over from the Xuanwen Enlightenment, which will be even more troublesome.
However, Xie Chun soon had a problem when counting fifty tones.
"Only forty-five?"
He flipped through it again and found the basics of mathematics at the back.
"Natural numbers...triangle formulas...functions...are broken."
You don’t know if you look at it, but it seems like the problem is a bit big.
Memories are usually chain-linked, and human knowledge systems often intersect in a tree shape.
Xuanwen, which he usually remembers fairly well, can't remember the basic syllables of Fanyingwen at all.
Language is the foundation of social studies, which means that all his previous mastery of Banyingwen has basically been reduced to zero.
This is okay, after all, he lives in the Xuan Kingdom, and he can live the same life even if his other languages have returned to zero.
The problem is that he can't prove that the Xuan Kingdom text in his mind is not missing.
However, judging from the fact that I have lived for such a long time and have not made any jokes, at most I have lost some uncommon words that are not commonly used, so the problem is not a big problem.
The text is like this. Apart from that, mathematics is equivalent to the foundation of science and engineering. He can usually count the numbers and remember them.
But the slightly more profound formulas behind it are completely unimpressive.
A simple formula like finding the area of a triangle may seem trivial, but it actually represents a series of gaps that follow.
Now the mathematical system has basically returned to zero.
It has been a long time since he sorted out the knowledge system, at least a dozen weeks.
Therefore, it is still impossible to determine which piece of knowledge was lost after the death of which Zhoumu's soul was shattered.
Thinking about it this way, my English is probably not much better.
Xie Chun sighed and flipped through the knowledge system. The memory section was basically written records of the previous weeks.
After flipping through twenty or thirty pages, he had no impression of most of the things recorded in it. He only had a sense of déjà vu with the experiences of a few important characters. Overall, it felt like reading an autobiographical novel written by someone else. Same.
There was still some gain, at least he found out why he was not treated well by Xie Yangxia——
His previous character was that of a bad boy who did all kinds of evil. When he was out and about, he acted like a housewife and lolita, smoked, drank, and had his hair permed. As long as he could see through it, he would basically do it.
If there is any problem, Xie Yang and Xia Ping will be contacted, and Xia Meng usually behaves like a good girl, so the difference in treatment between the two is so big.
Now he couldn't say whether he had turned on impart or not. He looked through the records for several weeks and it seems from the records that it was not turned on.
He considers himself to be a clean and good person.
It's better not to break this record and at least live happily.
Now he has to start cramming in knowledge from tomorrow, focusing on dreaming of returning to the fairyland of his senior year.
sleep.