What is your earliest memory? Do you have any memories from before you were three years old?
Before you can remember, were all your stories told to you by others, such as your parents?
How to ask for food, how to be naughty, how to be smart...
Did those stories... really happen? Did some of the stories you don’t know really happen?
When Gu Jun walked out of the examination room, his face was a little gloomy. The memory fragments unearthed from the depths of his subconscious had become the latest nightmare in his mind. He did not truthfully tell Sister Liang about the situation of Yiwen, but how much did he know?
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"Ajun, your abnormal memory is related to your childhood activities." After Sister Liang finished hypnotizing him, she still remained honest with him: "It should be inseparable from the relationship between your parents. I will report this situation to him.
.Your S value is not bad, but you need some treatment. Don’t think too much about it now and go back and have a good rest.”
After Gu Jun came out, he followed Brother Qiang. He was the last one to complete the test, and it took the longest, one and a half hours.
The final results of the regularization test will come out tomorrow morning. Before then, Brother Qiang asked everyone to go back to the dormitory to rest.
A group of people returned to the dormitory. Cai Zixuan originally invited everyone to play here, but Gu Jun said he wanted to take a nap, so they went to Senior Brother Ma in the opposite unit.
Gu Jun locked himself in the bedroom, and regardless of whether anyone was watching or eavesdropping, he punched the wall board hard, and then punched him again.
The pain in the metacarpal bone could not numb the pain in his heart that was almost broken. But despite this, he still needed to think carefully about the meaning of that memory.
"Mom obviously didn't understand the foreign language, but she knew it existed and used me... relied on me to write it."
Gu Jun thought about those memory fragments, and his head hurt a little, "Why did I do it instead? Who taught me? Or was it the language I created?"
He thought this was too ridiculous. In order to study different texts, he had learned some linguistics and knew that it was not difficult to create a language, but it needed to follow many rules to make it decent. From the clues he deciphered, the different texts were
There are rules in the language, and its structure is quite complex.
This cannot be a language that a child of just a few years old can create by scribbling. In his memory, he is not scribbling, but writing clearly.
Moreover, this language has been used on the packaging of some drugs, as well as atlases and diaries... These things have been systematically used by an extremely powerful unknown force in the form of a game, giving him a chance to obtain them. The secret behind this force
Because, he doesn't have a clue yet.
But why is it a different text? Gu Jun thought of two possibilities.
One is that the things given by the system are things from the foreign language country; the other is the words selected from the system after it is combined with his subconscious.
Gu Jun believes that the former is more likely, because no matter how retarded the system is, it should know that he likes and uses Chinese the most.
"Is it because of certain circumstances, such as some research by Laisang Company, that I understand this kind of foreign language? Although I was a young child at that time, I was one of the few or even the only person in the world who understood foreign languages... Then my mother
Is that digging it out of my head?"
He sorted out his thoughts and felt that this was the most likely possibility. The enthusiasm in his mother's eyes was like seeing an oracle...
This kind of variant text must be of great significance to the next life.
Now, he had to admit that it was an extremely bad situation. His parents were directly related to the research on the Society for the Afterlife, and they even allowed him to participate.
"Could 'those documents' refer to..." Gu Jun suddenly thought, "Those pictures I used to scribble different texts?"
There was a new impulse in his heart. Didn't his parents hand over the document? No matter what they wanted to do with the foreign text, what was the purpose of the afterlife meeting, and how did the two break up? In the end, his parents
It will belong to a different camp than in the next life.
Maybe at the beginning, my parents didn't know that the cruel and evil people in the next life would be exploited. Later, they found out about it, and they tried to find a way to escape.
This new idea made Gu Jun feel a lot more comfortable, and his positive attitude returned.
The recovery of this memory fragment made him suddenly understand some foreign words, and his vocabulary is still increasing since he came out of the examination room. It is as familiar as Chinese, and it feels like his mother tongue... These are scientifically called "implicit memories".
Just like people can't explain how they learned to talk and walk, but they just know how.
However, the speed and number of different words in his mind were also declining.
"I still feel very strongly about that memory, but the longer time passes, the weaker the feeling becomes, and the fewer words I can remember... and the 'abnormal memory in the subconscious' is probably not just this fragment, but also
There are some other things, maybe related to those illusions..."
Things always have to be faced. Gu Jun walked to the floor beside the bed and sat cross-legged, next to the edge of the bed, quietly meditating on those memories.
Meditation was what he learned during his psychology training, how to breathe, how to relax the body and mind, how to imagine...
The feeling was suddenly amplified, and as he meditated, some foreign words jumped out again: flowers, birds, weapons, doctors, police, teachers, food, beliefs, life, stories, secrets, war...
Gu Jun was immersed in the chaotic vortex of memory, and each variant text flashed by like a streak of light.
I don’t know how much time passed, but he gradually had to open his eyes and stop. Meditation would have been refreshing, but now he had a splitting headache, his energy was much worse, and the feeling of that memory was almost exhausted.
, no matter how hard I searched, I couldn’t find any new and different texts.
Looking at the time on his phone, Gu Jun was a little surprised, "Is it already evening? It's only been a few hours..."
He pressed his head and started sorting it out. This time he gained hundreds of words. Including what he suddenly remembered before, his vocabulary was about five or six hundred.
However, this variant has multiple meanings, which is more like English than Chinese, so he already has a certain understanding of it.
For example, apple and fruit are the same words, and darkness can also refer to night.
The abyss also means the sea.
Therefore, the words written in blood can also mean "the fruits of darkness grow from the eternal sea."
This naturally gave Gu Jun an idea: "Is this why my parents went to the sea for scientific research? Looking for the 'fruit of darkness'?"
Bug and worm are the same words, and they also mean servants.
Death, very strangely, means sublimation. "The sublimated servant will last forever with heaven and earth."
Gu Jun murmured this sentence once, feeling a little cold all over his body, and then remembered the haggard man's playful words: "Death? No, you don't understand."
The death of the original body...is a kind of sublimation?
"Ignore it for now." Gu Jun shook his head and opened the system panel in his mind, preparing to see what the incomplete map and the three pages of the diary meant.
He opened the atlas first and looked at it in his mind. The structural annotations of the chest specimen of the unknown creature on the atlas were all now understandable! The chest, muscles, bones, nerves, membranes...the previous decipherings were all correct.
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Gu Jun couldn't help but feel a little excited, and then looked at the messy notes at the bottom of the map...