Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

Chapter 404: A Young Man's Trip to a Foreign Land (Part )

It's quiet in the morning here.

The concentration of spiritual energy is too high for ordinary people to bear. The swordsman, considering that the young girl was an alien, boldly guessed that this place might be suitable for her to heal her wounds, and she was right. Although the young girl could not come into contact with the starry sky, the high concentration of spiritual energy around her ensured that her injuries would not worsen.

At daybreak, the boy slowly opened his eyes as if sensing something. Almost at the same time, the swordsman woke up from his meditation and found that the boy was confused about everything around him.

"What's your name? Where are you from? Do you remember?" A deep voice came from the swordsman's mouth and fell clearly into the boy's ears.

The boy's blank gaze shifted from the window to the black-haired, red-eyed swordsman, and he shook his head: "I don't remember."

"Really? You even forgot your name." The swordsman looked disappointed and sighed imperceptibly, "Do you have any idea now?"

"I don't know." The young man's voice was as deep as the swordsman's, but unlike the swordsman's, her voice was obviously younger, sharper, and more magnetic. She supported her left hand on the bed and tried to support her upper body to sit up. As soon as she exerted force, she felt a sharp pain in her left abdomen. She couldn't help but screamed in pain and fell down uncontrollably.

Just before she fell, a warm force supported her body and helped her sit up without disturbing her wounds.

It was only at this moment that the swordsman saw the boy's eyes clearly.

Those ink-colored eyes were so beautiful that it was hard to describe them in words. If I had to find a way to describe them, then "bright as stars" would be the most appropriate. Although she was confused due to the loss of her memory, the starlight in her eyes did not diminish at all, and even appeared brighter due to her return to innocence.

The swordsman said subconsciously: "I'll get one for you."

"No, no, no!" The wine gourd that had remained silent all this time suddenly burst into an indescribable scream, and even jumped twice in a very humane way. The word "Lang" on the bottle body flashed, "You have a name! Your name is Fu Cangzhao!"

"You said, 'Fu Cangzhao'?" Hearing Jiuhulu's shout, the young man seemed to remember something. Even if he didn't confirm which three Chinese characters they were, he roughly knew how to write them.

But the next second, she suddenly covered her head with her hands in pain, not caring about the injury on her left abdomen, and curled up her body.

Is he going to recover his memory? The swordsman's heart sank, and he hurried forward to check on Fu Cangzhao's situation.

Memory is related to mental power, so she naturally has to use her own mental power to come into contact with the other party's mental power. However, no matter how much mental power she releases, as long as it touches Fu Cangzhao's body, it will disappear in an instant like a drop in the ocean.

To be precise, it did not disappear, but was swallowed up.

The alien in front of him was worthy of her identity as an alien. Her mental strength was unfathomable, but judging from the increasingly restless fire elements around her body, her mind might be in some confusion.

The swordsman has walked in this world for tens of thousands of years, and never hesitates to adapt, so she tries to communicate with the fire element. The fire element has always been irritable, but now it continues to send anxious signals to the surroundings, causing the gentle and kind light element to start asking the swordsman for help.

"Can you hear me?" Mental power is closely related to the human brain. Unless it is absolutely necessary, the swordsman still does not want to use mental power to forcibly guide the other party. If he wants to confirm her current state, the first choice is still to ask.

Although Fu Cangzhao looked very painful, he seemed to be conscious and answered softly: "I can hear you. My head feels like it's going to explode... Ji Xueyue and I... The executor... Qingyuan, Master..."

She saw the wine gourd struggling to jump, and subconsciously reached out her hand. The wine gourd trembled violently, but still flew into her hand obediently. She grabbed the wine gourd, as if she had found a treasure that had been lost for a long time, and held it in her arms quickly and gently.

The fire element became even more anxious, and the light element began to warn the swordsman, telling her that if Fu Cangzhao could not be stopped immediately, the rules of the world might collapse.

"Don't force yourself to remember everything right away!" The swordsman shouted, and Fu Cangzhao suddenly woke up as if from a dream. The restless fire elements around him strangely stopped for a moment, and then continued to float in the air as usual as if nothing had happened.

Fu Cangzhao glanced at the wine gourd in his arms that was obviously not very honest, and said hesitantly: "My name is Fu Cangzhao, and I'm from the Card City. This wine gourd seems to be related to my friend, but I can't remember it now."

"It's okay, you can recall it slowly." The swordsman put Fu Cangzhao's coat on her, stretched himself, and once again put on the two broad heavy swords and walked out of the ward.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to investigate some things and will be back soon." The swordsman walked out of the ward without looking back, jumped out of the window in the corridor, and landed steadily on the concrete floor.

It is reasonable for an alien to get used to the environment here, but what about her?

When ordinary people come to this lost land, they are likely to be unable to digest the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth around them, and thus explode and die. The swordsman knew that she had probably been stuck in the semi-god realm for a long time, and had not made any progress for tens of thousands of years. It should be easier for her to adapt to the environment than ordinary practitioners. But she still didn't understand why she didn't feel uncomfortable after coming here? She even felt like she was back home?

Could this be her home?

The swordsman took a quick look at his surroundings.

The buildings are neatly arranged and have different functions in different styles. All infrastructures are still functioning normally. Even without human supervision, there has never been any error in tens of thousands of years.

But she couldn't figure out what was going on for a while.

Go back, there is a child who also has no memories waiting for her.

The swordsman followed the path she had come from, jumping back and forth on the roofs of various buildings, never worrying about the possibility of falling. After several twists and turns, she returned to the ward and came back to Fu Cangzhao.

Fu Cangzhao still sat obediently on the bed without moving, and it was unknown whether it was because of his good nature or because of his injury. The wine gourd lay quietly in her arms, once again pretending to be just an ordinary wine gourd.

As soon as she saw the swordsman coming back, she pointed to somewhere outside the window and said, "There's a college over there."

"Academy?" The swordsman was curious and looked in the direction she pointed. He saw a building that was similar to the other buildings but slightly different. Most of the rooms in the building were filled with tables and chairs, and the open-air area outside the building was divided into several areas. One area was a red runway surrounded by a green square plot, and the other areas looked like a ring.

After entering the mecha era, humans were divided into two factions: the starry sky people and the surface people. The starry sky people are said to enjoy unprecedentedly advanced civilization and technology, while the surface people maintain a relatively primitive clan system.

The swordsman pondered the word "college" over and over again, and suddenly realized something. He asked Fu Cangzhao: "Is this 'college' you mentioned similar to 'school'?"

Even she herself didn't realize that there was a hint of joy in these words.