Mysteries of the Earthsea

Charles sat back on the stool, and after thinking for a few seconds, he began to look through the diary he had written before.

"May 3, 809

I didn't expect to see Tuba again in 068. He said that he would be back in a long time. I hope so. This exploration was perfect. It has never been so safe to explore, and it went smoothly even when he came out. "

"May 12, 809

Everything in the Gobi Desert is normal, and there is still no danger. The distance between them is a bit long, in order to reduce the distance. Consider building a forward supply station in the middle. "

"May 17, 809

Encountered with another exploration ship today. After a simple ditch, it was discovered that their captain and first mate had died during the exploration. Now the second officer is at the helm. The captain is dead. It is estimated that the exploration team will almost disband when it goes back. But having said that, the Narwhal should indeed find another second officer. "

"May 19, 809

How should the darkness be put back? Isn't it the same as the sunlight before it can't be packed in a mirror box? This is a problem. Now that the darkness has been found, the next goal should be on the itinerary. Perhaps Hope Island's Relic Research Institute can start research. "

"May 30, 809

Finally returned to the giant pit fortress, everyone was excited about the clues we found, and their enthusiasm almost overturned the roof of the Explorers Association. "

Charles quickly checked his diary and found that there were no problems. "What's the matter? There shouldn't be any problem with my memory, or Anna should have noticed it just now. Did I commit suspicious illness again?"

Charles carefully went through all the details in his head, but found that there was nothing abnormal.

This kind of feeling is very strange. If I insist on a metaphor, I think it is a sneeze that I can't slap. Every time I want to sneez it, I quickly retracted.

"Now this world is fake? Hallucinations?" Charles took out the chain saw and swiped his arm hard.

The bright red blood dripped down Charles' elbow to the ground. He closed his eyes, feeling the difference in pain.

"Mr. Charles, what are you doing? Do you want me to let the ship doctor come over?" Lily shrank outside the door with a bunch of colorful mice, carefully watching Charles who behaved abnormally.

"It's okay, nothing." Charles quickly closed today's diary and put the diary in the drawer.

"Are you really okay? You looked like a lunatic just now, talking to yourself and cutting yourself off."

Charles walked over and stretched out his fingers to flick her little furry head, "What do you do when you come over without sleeping so late? Don't forget to set off again tomorrow."

"I...I came here to find something to molar, and mice are different from humans, mice don't need to sleep for that long." Lily rubbed her forehead with her small paws and ran away quickly with the mice

Charles let go of the doubts in his heart and walked towards the bed. He closed his eyes and let go of the thoughts in his heart, but he couldn't sleep.

Whenever there was just a trace of sleepiness in his heart, that strange feeling came to his heart again.

"Papa~" The pocket watch was opened, and Charles checked the time. It was already one o'clock in the morning. If you don't sleep anymore, it will affect your travel the next day.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?"

He lifted the quilt and rushed to Linda's residence. After careful inspection, Linda said that he was not sick.

"Are you really sure? I always feel something is wrong."

Linda in her pajamas calmly said: "According to your description, I can’t tell what the disease is. At least so far, no disease is the symptom you mentioned. There are many cases that cause insomnia, sometimes not. The disease may also be just a bad physical condition."

"Maybe, I can't sleep at all because of this feeling. Is there any way to relieve it?" Charles, who was a little irritable, rubbed his face with his hands.

Six black triangular capsules were stuffed into Charles' hands. "Sleeping pills, you can definitely fall asleep after taking them. Tomorrow I will let Audrick carry you aboard."

Charles looked at the bald woman in front of him, and took the capsule over without a word.

Linda's medicine is very effective, mixed with strong alcohol, and Charles just touches the pillow.

I don't know how long it has passed, and Charles enters a certain dream in a hazy way. It is difficult for him to tell what he saw, but the feeling is getting stronger.

Suddenly Charles opened his eyes suddenly, and he suddenly remembered this feeling, this feeling is the feeling of his own memory being modified! !

The effect of the medicine was still there, and his head was dizzy, but Charles couldn't take care of that much, and he quickly took out his diary.

Turning over the paper, Charles quickly compared it with his memory. This time Charles found an abnormality. The diaries on this were all his notes, and they were all Chinese characters.

But the handwriting was so new. After quickly turning the page, Charles found that he had written it on the same day from the day he had just escaped from that weird city until today.

The past diary was erased and a false diary was written.

"It's impossible for anyone to imitate my handwriting. Except for me and Anna, everyone in the entire Earth Sea should not understand it unless... Anna? But why?"

Charles thought a lot in his head for a while, and he tapped his finger on the portrait of Shining.

No matter why she did this, there must be her reason, but Charles doesn't like to be suspicious, he wants to ask in person.

"Why? Why do you call me over if you don't sleep at night? Want to practice?"

"Have you modified my memory?" Charles asked directly. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

Anna blinked, "You noticed it again? You shouldn't notice it."

"What happened? Why am I changing my memory? After coming out of that city, did I encounter something?"

Anna walked over on the catwalk and jumped onto the table in front of her. "Do you believe me? Or do you believe in yourself? If you do, don't ask."

"What's the danger? Some important crew member died? The dark coordinates are fake??"

Charles burst out one bad guess after another.

Anna sighed helplessly, reached out and picked up the diary, quickly flipped through it and said: "This is your handwriting, the change in your memory, and you agreed with it at that time."

"I agree with deleting my memories in the past?!" Charles's face changed. He had thought about it a lot before, but he never thought of this.

My memory has been modified, and I actually have points.