Traveling through Thailand

After firing the last bullet, Tucha, facing the remaining oncoming opponents, took a moment to glance at the pink-clad boy. The tip of her tongue pressed against the roof of her mouth, and she subconsciously let out a "tsk" sound.

A gun without bullets is nothing more than a toy. He threw it at the two who approached first. He quickly rushed over and snatched the dagger from one of them. With the dagger in hand, he subconsciously acted cool. He grabbed the person in front of him to block the bullets from above, and swung the hand holding the weapon directly backwards.

Warmth came from the blood-soaked shoulder. Tu Cha sniffed the strong smell of blood, but instead of feeling fear, he felt a sense of familiarity.

He moved back and forth among them with ease, the more dangerous the situation, the clearer his mind became. After killing the last man on the ground, he looked at the sniper on the high ground with an emotionless look.

The man hiding high up never took his eyes off the scope. He'd seen several shots fired, all of which were clearly meant to kill, but the moment the bullet left the gun, the person he was aiming at dodged as if predicting it.

"Damn it, where did they find such a powerful bodyguard? Damn, is this guy a monster? Twenty or so people were slaughtered, leaving no one alive. No, I have to leave quickly. Otherwise... if we encounter this killer, our entire army will be wiped out."

He could clearly see the man's emotionless eyes through the scope, yet his lips curled up in a chilling arc. Seeing this state made cold sweats break out on his back, and a premonition in his heart told him that if he didn't leave him now, he would never be able to leave.

After no longer sensing any other dangers hidden around him, Tu Cha's tense body relaxed.

He stared at the blood-stained dagger in his hand, the strong smell of blood surrounding him. His eyes scanned the bodies lying on the ground, and he calmly continued to call the system: "System, stop pretending to be dead. Just now, during the fight, I heard you gasp."

The system, which had been playing dead, knew it could no longer feign death. It sighed inwardly: What the hell is going on?! I shouldn't have told the host about separating the second personality. Look, even if the memory is sealed, the subconscious is still there. Look at the swiftness of his attack, and how every move he made was aimed at the opponent's neck.

Host, you are adding to my workload!!

No matter how helpless he felt, he finally showed up: "I'm here, host."

"Oh, you're willing to come out."

"Well, I just came back."

Tu Cha knew he was lying, but he didn't bother to pursue it now. Tu Cha, who didn't like Zuo Gu Yan's behavior, directly asked the question in his heart: "Shouldn't you explain why I didn't have any sequelae after killing someone? And how could I be so at ease when facing this group of people besieging me?"

"Uh, this..." How can I put this? Is this simply the reflexes left over from thousands of worlds of battle? Or is he already a master in this world? Or is he a separate personality, a second personality that was stripped away because he loved killing so much that he was given a normal body?

As for why he could shine so brilliantly? Was it because his soul was so perfectly integrated with this body, allowing the power hidden deep within to automatically spread throughout his body?

It's far-fetched to say this, but as a veteran who's traveled through time, many things are imprinted in the soul. Even if this body is fragile, it will definitely undergo some changes under the nourishment of the soul.

Tucha didn't hear his reply for a long time, so she didn't press him any further. She turned and headed to where the pink-clad boy and his bodyguard were hiding. Ignoring their injured bodies, she resolutely stood in front of the pink-clad boy. She looked at the man who was clearly afraid but maintained the demeanor of a master.

"Call someone to come and clean the floor."

"Ah?" The boy was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant.

"Oh, I have. It's almost here now."

Hearing him say this, Tu Cha nodded: "In that case, you guys wait here. I'll be leaving first."

Since they would be picked up later, there was no need for him to stay here any longer. Thinking of this, he turned and left, not forgetting to call the system to show him the way out.

"and many more."

Tucha turned around: "Is there anything else?"

"Well...you're covered in blood. Why don't you come back with us later? Otherwise, I'm worried that you'll be caught when you get out in your current condition."

After his reminder, Tu Cha realized that he couldn't appear in public right now. Otherwise, he was sure that if he went out, he would be invited to the police station for questioning soon.

"Makes sense."

After nodding in agreement, he found a seat and sat down.

The bodyguard standing in front of the pink-clad boy, the less seriously injured one, covered his bullet wound and walked out. As he passed through the safe zone, he was startled by the sight before him. The ground was littered with dead bodies.

He looked at the man sitting beside him with his eyes closed, horrified, and swallowed. He turned around and walked in front of them, enduring the pain of his wound.

"how?"

He recalled the scene he had just seen and swallowed in fear: "They are all dead."

Thinking of those throats that were cut, he swallowed again and added: "They were all killed in one blow, and the fatal wounds were all in the throat."

After hearing his story, their expressions turned grim. They looked towards Tucha with fear in their eyes. They couldn't help but pray for help to arrive quickly. They wanted to get as far away from that killer as possible. Even though he had saved their lives.

Tu Cha didn't care about their whispers. What he had to do now was to figure out the secret about himself.

The system, unsure of how to make excuses, jumped around in space. It tried to contact its main host, but couldn't. It was obvious that he was clinging to his husband, asking about his well-being.

Tucha, almost impatient, radiated a powerful aura, sending chills down the spines of the cricket-sniffing crowd in the corner. Five pairs of eyes turned in terror at the young man sitting nearby, fearing he'd lunge at them in the next second, the dagger at his side.

Fortunately, what they feared did not happen. After confirming that the other party was really resting and had no signs of killing them, they slowly relaxed.

The system jumped up and down in space for several circles before finally coming up with a solution: "Well, because you encountered a space-time lightning mine when traveling through time and space before, you accidentally got hit directly, which caused you to lose some memory."

"Oh really?"

"Well, really."

"Do not believe."

He thought the lie he had told was a good one and had convinced him, but the next word of disbelief made his relaxed heart rise again.

"Everything I said is true. You couldn't reach me before, didn't you? I simply returned to the main system space to search for the medicine that would restore your memory." After such a long speech, the system itself was shocked. Fortunately, Tu Cha didn't see his facial expression. Otherwise, with his mediocre skills, he wouldn't have been able to deceive him.

"Have you found it?" he asked this question somewhat convinced.

Hearing him say this, I knew there was a system that could do it. My nervous expression changed to a leisurely one: "Yes, but I don't have enough energy coins to buy that potion."

The words "energy coins" made Tucha raise an eyebrow: "How much do you want?"

The system opened the mall and looked at the price of the memory unlocker: "Universal Energy Coin."

Hearing this quote, I nodded secretly. It's indeed quite expensive.

"Then how many energy coins do I have?"

The system looked at the display in the upper right corner: "20 Energy Coins."

"So little? Was my previous mission in vain?" Tu Cha suspected that the system took advantage of his amnesia to embezzle his money.

"You've never done a quest." This was the truth. He had been using his secondary personality for a short time, and his primary personality wasn't one for quests. Whenever he arrived in a world, he was basically just traveling. Naturally, his saved energy coins were pitifully few.

If he hadn't been digging out his own little stash of cash, this second personality still wanted to have his own body. It was simply a dream.