Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 568 Today I Know Who I Am (4k+)

Millie Tang felt like a fool. From the moment she entered the wasteland of consciousness until now, she could only wander around aimlessly while humming the spell that Ricky taught her.

This... will this work? But no, there is no other way. Without potions, ritual materials and ancient relics, there is no difference between me and ordinary people.

"It is fate that we met by chance. You and I bow to the heavens!"

"It is fate that we met by chance. You and I bow to the heavens!"

Millie Tang didn't dare to sing loudly for fear of attracting her ancestors, so she could only whisper.

After walking for half an hour and still not hearing any response, Millie Tang felt that the wasteland of consciousness seemed endless, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.

Just at this moment, a voice as thin as a mosquito responded to her.

"Disciples Zuo Botao and Yang Jiaoai pray to the heavens and become sworn brothers. If they have any other thoughts, the gods will punish them..."

The lines were unclear, and Millie Tang felt that he must have made some mistakes, but what Richie taught was not easy to learn, so it was normal for him to make mistakes.

Following the sound of response, Millie Tang discovered that there was a little person lying behind a fragment of consciousness. The little person's body was translucent, and the outlines of his limbs and facial features were like an abstract painting, very unreal.

The little man was currently gnawing on the fragment of consciousness with his mouth wide open, but he had no teeth, and after gnawing for a long time there was no effect. He could only use his upper lip to barely cover the fragment.

Seeing Millie Tang appear, the little guy became very nervous. He quickly dropped the fragments in his mouth and hid behind them.

"Hengji...Hengji Keiji?"

He was afraid of Millie Tang, and Millie Tang was even more afraid of him. When she was still five or six meters away from the fragments, Millie Tang did not move, but stopped there to talk to the little man.

"How do you know I'm Yokomichi Keiji? How do you know the lyrics that Yonglu taught me?"

The little guy didn't have any ulterior motives and revealed all his secrets in just one sentence.

After hearing what the little guy said, Millie Tang took two steps forward and said:
"My name is Millie Tang, Ricky... Yonglu asked me to sing a line before he came, saying that after you heard it, you would definitely know that he came to save you."

"Where's Yonglu?"

The little man poked half of his head out from behind the debris and looked Milly Tang up and down.

"There were four of us who came in and split up to look for you. I was lucky and found you first."

"How can you be so confused! The Consciousness Wasteland is now controlled by high-level priests. Yonglu will die if he encounters them!"

The little man jumped from the debris to the ground and turned and ran away.

"Don't worry, the Inquisitor of the Hidden World Island not only teleported our consciousness into the Consciousness Wasteland, but also used a forbidden spell to temporarily weaken the power of the high-level priests."

Although Millie Tang was short and her legs were not long, she was definitely faster than Yokomichi Keiji at the moment. She ran to the front in two or three steps and blocked his way.

"who are you?"

Hearing that Liu Yonglu was not in immediate danger of life, Henglu stopped and looked Millie Tang up and down again.

"I'm his...his wife."

It was the first time that Millie Tang introduced herself like this, and she blushed a little.

"Oh, I remember! Yonglu mentioned you!"

At this time, the abstract little man on the ground clapped his hands and continued:
"Yonglu said that you are very petty, hold grudges, and have a tendency to be violent..."

"What else did he say?"

Millie Tang clenched her fists and her face became redder and redder. This time she was not embarrassed but angry!

"Oh, he said quite a lot. Right, right, right. At the beginning, he emphasized that you were short, very short. It was based on this feature that I was able to determine your identity."

Keiji Yokomichi was very happy to finally see his family. He stood there and continued to talk nonstop:
"When they say you have difficulty giving birth, I understand that to mean it's not easy to give birth to a child, this..."

Henglu glanced at Millie Tang's flat belly and said with a puzzled tone:
"Yonglu is worrying too early. You are still a long way from giving birth. You have to wait at least another seven or eight months. Oh, no, it's that far away. How did Yonglu know you were pregnant?"

"anything else?"

"Also... we talked about family, yes, family. You said there's a big gap between your families. You only have your father, right? Yonglu is worried that he and your father won't get along well.

He said... Anyway, we will live separately from now on, so if things don’t work out... Well... Try to see your father less often in the future.”

To be honest, Keiji Yokomichi's memory is okay, but his comprehension and expression abilities are lacking. After a few sentences, he was still laughing with Millie Tangle.

Millie Tang looked up suddenly and was so frightened that she almost fell to the ground.

Why is Yonglu's wife looking so fierce? Is she going to kill someone? Oh, his wife has a violent tendency. He didn't lie at the time. How could I have forgotten this?

"Mrs. Yonglu, let's... let's find a way out first."

Keiji Yokomichi quickly changed the subject.

Mili Tang calmed down for more than ten seconds, her complexion returned to normal, and she asked:
"Do you have a plan for escape?"

"No, How about you?"

"I do not have either……"

Millie Tang really didn't. Before coming in, Liu Yonglu had prepared a plan to find Yokomichi Keiji, and he didn't tell her what happened afterwards.

He didn't say that Millie Tang herself couldn't come up with a perfect idea. It was still the same problem. Without materials, potions and ancient relics, the mystic could not cast any forbidden spells.

On the contrary, Henglu sat cross-legged on the ground, thought seriously for two minutes, looked up and said:
"Do you trust me?"

"Do not believe……"

Liu Yonglu told Millie Tang about everything that happened on the Island of Tranquility. It was true that he and Keiji Yokomichi were friends, but Keiji Yokomichi was indeed dangerous, although he was unintentional most of the time.

"Let me tell you my method first."

The ground of the Consciousness Wasteland is covered with a thin layer of clear water, beneath which there are large slabs of stone and small particles of fine sand.

Henglu found a place without stone slabs and drew a magic circle on the fine sand with his fingers.

"Did Yonglu tell you about my life story?"

Millie Tang nodded.

"That's easy. My current body was broken apart by a high-level priest using a forbidden spell. These fragments of consciousness you saw were all in my mind before."

Yokomichi Keiji poked his head:

“But we can’t gather back now. As long as the high-level priests’ spells are not withdrawn, we can’t leave the Wasteland of Consciousness.

So... after all, the difficulty lies in dealing with high-level priests."

"Our bodies and ancient relics are now on the Hidden Island. Only our consciousness has entered."

Millie Tang reminded Yokomichi Keiji that she had no fighting ability.

"I know that I have to deal with the high-level priests. Do you know what I was doing just now?" "I don't know."

This was the first time that Millie Tang felt so stupid, but there was nothing she could do. She really had no good suggestions at the moment.

"I want to fuse the fragments of consciousness, even if I can only fuse one, there will be a chance of winning.

The fragments of consciousness in the wasteland originated from the residents of Mu Continent tens of thousands of years ago. Each of them was a mystic scholar. As long as I can master a few forbidden spells, I will be able to deal with the high-level priests. "

Millie Tang roughly guessed Henglu's tactics, no wonder he asked himself "whether he believed him".

"Don't you have any forbidden spells in your mind?" Milly Tang asked.

"Yes, but there is only one, and that is the one in front of you."

Yokomichi Keiji pointed to the magic circle on the ground and continued to explain:

"My structure... is very complicated, and I can't explain it in a few words. Anyway, the consciousness of other people is actually my consciousness, but now... they have been stripped away by the high-level priests, and I... can't use my strength."

"So you want my consciousness?"

"Correct."

Keiji Yokomichi's tactics seemed feasible, but as I said, this was the first time Milly Tang had met Yokomichi, and considering his previous bad deeds, Milly Tang did not trust him.

In this world, the number of people that Milly Tang trusts wholeheartedly can be counted on one hand, let alone Henglu, whom she met for the first time.

"If you don't believe me... I can show you my consciousness first. Don't worry... This forbidden spell will use the magic circle under your feet as a medium. There will be no side effects, and it will definitely not affect the baby in your belly."

After hearing what Henglu said, Millie Tang blushed again.

Henglu ignored Militang and put his finger into the center of the magic circle. The magic circle lit up with a light blue halo. After more than ten seconds, Henglu retracted his finger:
"Try it. Put your finger into the magic circle and you will be able to obtain a fragment of my consciousness."

Millie Tang thought for a few seconds and decided that her current situation did not allow her to be too cautious, so she decided to give it a try.

The moment her fingers touched the magic circle, a small stream of pure consciousness flowed into Millie Tang's mind.

Henglu has basically lived on the Island of Tranquility since he was born. His life has been very monotonous for tens of thousands of years. He goes around the City of Tranquility every day to meet the various needs of the residents. At night, he leaves the City of Tranquility, stands on the beach to look at the sea, and looks for the survivors who were brought to the Island of Tranquility by the space rain.

Other than that, no more.

The richest memory is the more than ten days I spent with Liu Yonglu. We sang opera together, played chess together, ate together, and chatted together.

Millie Tang rolled her eyes because she had seen the origin of the name "Yokomichi Keiji".

"Are you... relieved?"

Yokomichi asked cautiously.

"I have another question. Even if you have a fragment of my consciousness, without the ritual materials and ancient relics, can you use those spells?"

"Of course I can. Otherwise, why do you think the people of Mu Continent gave birth to me?"

Henglu patted his chest proudly.

"Okay, let's get started."

The scene of Liu Yonglu and Henglu getting along was fresh in Millie Tang’s mind. This guy was willing to take risks just to get back to the Hidden Island, so why couldn’t I take risks?

Moreover, Henglu is Richie's friend, so if anything goes wrong, let Richie come to settle the score with him.

Henglu drew another small magic circle, and this time it was Millie Tang who put her finger in first. The whole process was just as Henglu said, without any pain. Millie Tang didn't even react to what was happening before the ceremony was over.

After Millie Tang moved her fingers away, Henglu took a deep breath and put his fingers in.

Keiji Yokomichi didn't even glance at the witch's childhood, the professor's life in the library, and her encounter and love with Richie. Instead, he focused on recalling the forbidden spells in Millie Tang's mind.

Well, the reserves are really huge, comparable to those of the mystics in Mu Continent.

Wait...what are these forbidden spells...Yokoro saw the spells left by Clymene, as well as the daily notes recorded next to the spells.

[Your name is Atlas. Yes, from today on, your name is Atlas.]

The moment he saw these words, Yokomichi Keiji felt an imperceptible crisp sound coming from the depths of his soul, as if something had cracked.

A stream of memory like a clear spring filled his brain through the cracks.

There was nothing uncomfortable or abrupt during the whole process, as if they had originally belonged to him and were simply returning to their original position.

[Atlas, what do you think of this name? If you don't like it, you can change it. I just picked it randomly. You can call it Pistachio Pudding if you want.]

The woman in front of him raised the light green pudding in her hand and said with a smile.

The woman was in her thirties, wearing a white robe with silver lace embroidered on the cuffs and seams. She wore silver round glasses without lenses, and her eyes were full of a lazy and playful smile.

[Lunch time is over. By the way, when you are completely...conceived, can you help me improve my lunch?
These cooks in charge of the temple...Puff! 】

The woman grimaced and waved her thumb downward in a disdainful gesture:
[It's terrible. The things they made taste like pig food. Outsiders who don't know the inside story might even envy them when they see them.

Ah, the high priest's lunch is so delicious.

Actually, it looks good but tastes bad. I want to change the taste and have some fresh seafood. Grilled fish is pretty good, and some coconut water. 】

Keiji Yokomichi is not a fool. He has vaguely guessed that the woman is Clymene. This is his own memory, the real past.

Henglu really wanted to say something, but memory is memory, so he could only stand there and watch the woman perform a one-man show.

[Where did you read yesterday? Page 37 of the Code of Virtues of Conscious Beings.]

After clearing the tableware for lunch, Clymene took out a booklet and sat down in front of herself again:
[Consciousness bodies are the genius creations of the high-level priests of Mu Continent and the glory of the entire Mu Continent. They will become the new beacon of mysticism.

Obedience, kindness, humility, and politeness are all things that a conscious being should be aware of...】

Clymene read two sentences and closed the booklet. She walked cautiously to the door of the study and peered into the corridor outside for a while.

After a while, she came back, but with a small pocket book in her hand.

[Hey, let’s not talk about these boring things. It’s just a waste of my time. You are a conscious being. If I want you to know something, I can just dedicate the consciousness in that person’s brain to you.

Next, let’s talk about something interesting. 】

Clymene shook the pocket book in her hand. The pocket book had a beautiful landscape cover:

[Do you think there's something wrong with my brain? I could have finished reading it first, and then dedicated my consciousness to you, which would be the same as you reading it.

But I have nothing to do, so I'll just think of you as accompanying me to kill time in the boring afternoon.

Let’s start. This is a fictitious travelogue. That’s how I define it, although the original author seems to want to admonish the world through fables…]

Clymene curled her lips in disdain and shook her head.

[But I just read it as a travelogue. Apart from anything else, the description by this guy is quite interesting. ]

(End of this chapter)