The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

Chapter 4 Come with us

The Secret Research Institute in the suburbs of Qing City.

Only a few hours remain until the final 72-hour deadline.

Now it's finally time to wrap things up.

Xu Chenggong looked terrible; he had barely rested in the past three days.

There was much more to do than he had imagined, because this mission was unprecedented, and many problems were discovered on the fly, requiring him to make decisions on the spot.

So although neither Xu Chenggong nor Wang Zhi needed to be specifically involved in the work, they were never free.

Secretary Wu, standing behind him, reported in a slightly hoarse voice:
"The classification work is largely complete."

"The final number of people with mental abilities in Qing City: 256,000. Rating S: 44 people, Rating A: 304 people."

"The final number of people classified as having physical abilities: 1.4 million. Rating S: 6 people, Rating A: 15044 people."

"The final number of people classified as having special skills is 5.63 million. Rating S: 1 person, Rating A: 220005 people."

She paused slightly, then continued:

"A total of 2804 people filled in 'no dreams,' of whom 2803 have been interviewed and it has been confirmed that they did not actually not dream, but deliberately wrote false answers on the questionnaire."

"Among them, 304 people still denied having dreams after being questioned. However, after a neurological examination at the First People's Hospital of Qingdao, it was confirmed that they had brainwave fluctuations after falling asleep, confirming that they had dreamed."

"After observing the brainwave fluctuations, the interviewee readily admitted to the dream information."

"Among the 2803 people who were questioned, most of them were eunuchs, slaves, male concubines, thieves, etc. We guarantee that we will not disclose their dream information."

Secretary Wu had spoken too much in the past three days. Because of the noise and crowd, she had to shout most of the time, so her originally pleasant voice had become a little hoarse.

However, upon hearing this news, Xu Chenggong's expression showed some surprise.

I originally thought that it was extremely rare for less than three thousand people not to have had that kind of dream, but according to what Xiao Wu said, it turns out that almost everyone has had that kind of dream.

It seems... this really is a dream for everyone.

After a slight pause, he immediately asked again:

"You said there's still one person we haven't been able to contact?"

"what's the situation?"

Secretary Wu handed the documents to Xu Chenggong: "We still haven't been able to contact him. Time is tight and we don't have enough manpower."

"I need to make an application for you... I'll need to contact the local police department."

The document that Secretary Wu handed to Xu Chenggong contained the personal information of the last person who had not been questioned.

Xu Chenggong looked at the document and shook his head:
"Don't cause trouble for the police department."

"The police department is so busy they might not have enough manpower to prioritize our case."

"Haven't we finished up by now?"

"Send our men."

"Take two people with you and go find it..."

As he spoke, he pointed to the file in his hand: "Was the last one we couldn't contact a student?"

Why can't we contact the students?

Secretary Wu said helplessly, "The phone has been switched off, and there's no one at the original address on the household registration."

"The comrades who conducted the visits said that after contacting the teachers, they only learned that the teachers rented a house near the school, but there was no specific location. At that time, we did not have the manpower to investigate, so we temporarily put the matter on hold."

Xu Chenggong waved his hand wearily, telling Secretary Wu that there was no need to explain further. He looked at the information on the document and said:

"Aren't you a student from Class 3, Grade 11 at No. 1 High School?"

"Today is the first day of school, so take someone directly to the school and tell him to get the paperwork done as soon as possible."

"Find out whether he's a thief or some kind of bandit, and file the report as soon as you're done."

Secretary Wu nodded: "Yes."

After Wu Qingqing left, Xu Chenggong lay down on the table, intending to rest for a while.

"Abilities, rating?"

"Could these abilities really become a reality?"

"I've been assigned to the A-level mental category. If that really comes true... would I still be so exhausted?"

"..."

As he was thinking, he actually fell asleep.

They entered that dream world once again, where a single thought could grant them the power to fly or disappear into the earth.

This time, the dream is expanding further.

It's like... more and more memories are being unlocked.

……

……

the other side.

On the playground of Qingcheng No. 1 Middle School, the flag-raising ceremony had just ended. The portly principal walked onto the stage, patted the microphone, and, under the gaze of nearly a thousand students, began to give a pep talk to the students who were going from the second year of high school to the third year before the college entrance examination.

"Hello everyone, there is less than a year left until the college entrance examination."

"You should be well aware of just how intense the competition is right now."

"What you should understand even more is that this is one of the few opportunities in your lives to compete fairly."

"If you want to achieve your dreams, this is the first step you must take in striving for them..."

"..."

A year ago, when Jiang Chuan was still a freshman in high school, he heard these words.

A year later, the principal changed, but the speech remained unchanged.

At this moment, the people in the array were still discussing topics related to dreams and past lives.

Jiang Chuan even overheard discussions about himself coming from behind him:
"What will Jiang Chuan do if this dream really comes true?"

"What else can we do? Just be an ordinary person, isn't that the same? Aren't most people in dreams just ordinary people too?"

"Don't say that, if those past life memories are real, Jiang Chuan's luck won't be so good."

"How so? Jiang Chuan can get into the top fifty in his grade even without studying. Even if he's unlucky, he can still get into a good university, right?"

"I saw on Douyin yesterday that a mysterious organization is researching these dreams, and the answers we submitted were related to this. What our homeroom teacher said this morning reminded me that if the things in dreams are really real, then they might actually give us extra points on the college entrance exam, right? Take Jiang Chuan for example, although his grades are okay, if those of us who have a little bit of ability in dreams can really get extra points, we'll definitely surpass him in no time, and then he'll... what was that saying again?"

"Having become just another ordinary person?"

"Yes, he has become just another ordinary person."

Jiang Chuan found it somewhat amusing and ignored it.

In his view, learning is about drawing inferences from one instance to another. Memorizing two or three formulas is like triggering a chain reaction, and many things can be naturally deduced from them.

He was so sleepy that he was almost falling asleep standing up.

But the principal's speech was long and tedious, not only meaningless, but also lacking in enthusiasm and excitement; it was like a tormenting curse.

Jiang Chuan thought groggily, "I'll hold on until I get back to the classroom before I sleep."

However, at that moment, a screeching sound of brakes came from the school gate.

Many people turned their gazes in that direction, and Jiang Chuan was also startled awake, so he looked over as well.

They saw two men and a woman in black suits get out of the car. The woman in the lead showed her ID to the gatekeeper and then immediately walked towards the playground.

The lengthy pep rally speech was interrupted, and the principal looked bewildered.

"what happened?"

"The Discipline Inspection Commission is here?"

He stepped down from the podium and headed towards the other side of the playground.

The entire school watched this scene unfold, seeing the principal meet with the rather pretty and capable woman, exchange a few words, and then immediately walk towards a direction belonging to the second-year high school students.

There was much discussion around Jiang Chuan:

"Is it that mysterious organization!?"

"Holy crap, does our school have some big shots now?"

"What's going on? They're walking towards our classroom!"

Shen Jing patted Jiang Chuan on the shoulder and said, "Brother Chuan! You're in our class!"

"Has my identity as Li Chunfeng's disciple been noticed?"

Jiang Chuan chuckled: "If you were Li Chunfeng, that would be fine, but what are you so proud of, being Li Chunfeng's disciple?"

"Don't bother me, I need to rest for a while."

Soon, he felt calm and closed his eyes to continue resting.

However, he was immediately patted on the shoulder again, and this pat made him feel a little annoyed:

"what?"

"I told you not to bother me..."

When he opened his eyes, the words he was about to say stopped in his tracks.

He saw three people standing in front of him.

The homeroom teacher, Ms. Liu, was covering her forehead; the bald, chubby principal was slightly surprised, his mouth agape; and the young, beautiful woman in a suit had just entered the playground.

But the focus extends far beyond these three.

Everyone in Class 3 of Grade 11, and indeed the entire school, was staring at them in utter astonishment.

Wu Qingqing looked at Jiang Chuan and confirmed the photo.

Then he said:

"Jiang Chuan, right?"

"Take a trip with us."

(End of this chapter)