Chapter 587 Memory

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

"May 3, 809

I really didn't expect to see Tuba again in 068. He said that he would come back in a long time. I hope so. This exploration is perfect. It has never been such a safe exploration, and it even came out very smoothly. "

"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 shorten the distance. Consider building forward supply stations in the middle. "

"May 17, 809

I encountered another exploration ship today. After a brief communication, I found that their captain and first mate died during the exploration. Now the second officer is at the helm. The captain is dead. It is estimated that this expedition team will probably be disbanded when it goes back. But having said that, the Narwhal should indeed find another second officer. "

"May 19, 809

How to put the darkness back on? Is it also impossible to put it in a mirror box like the sunshine before? This is a problem. Now that the darkness has been found, the next goal should be put on the agenda. Maybe the Institute of Relics on Hope Island can start research. "

"May 30, 809

Finally back at Pit Fortress, everyone was so excited about the clues we found, their excitement nearly knocked the ceiling off the Explorers' Society. "

Charles quickly checked his diary and found that there was nothing wrong. "What's going on? There shouldn't be any problem with my memory. Otherwise, Anna should have noticed it just now. Could it be that I'm suspicious again?"

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

This feeling is very strange. If I insist on a metaphor, I think it is a sneeze that cannot be sneezed, and every time I want to sneez, I quickly retract it.

"Is this world fake now? Is it an illusion again?" Charles took out the chain saw and swiped hard on his arm.

Bright red blood dripped down Charles' elbow and he closed his eyes, feeling that this pain was obviously different from the hallucinations in the past.

"Mr. Charles, what are you doing? Do you want me to let the ship doctor come over?" Lily huddled outside the door with a group of colorful mice, carefully watching Charles who was behaving strangely.

"It's okay, nothing." Charles quickly put an end to today's diary, and put the diary in the drawer as soon as he closed it.

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

Charles walked over, stretched out his fingers and flicked her little furry head, "What are you doing here so late without sleeping? Don't forget that we are leaving again tomorrow."

"I... I came here to find something to grind teeth, and mice are different from people, they don't have to sleep for so long." Li Lilen rubbed her forehead with her small paws, and quickly ran away with the mice

Charles let go of his doubts and walked towards the bed. He closed his eyes to let go of his thoughts, but he couldn't fall asleep.

Whenever he felt sleepy in his heart, that strange feeling came to his heart again.

"Pa-ta~" The pocket watch was turned on, and Charles looked at the time. It was already one o'clock in the morning. If he didn't sleep any more, it might affect his travel the next day.

"What happened, what happened to me?"

He threw off the quilt and rushed to Linda's residence. After careful inspection, Linda said that she was fine.

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

Linda, who was wearing pajamas, said calmly: "According to your description, I can't tell what kind of disease it is. At least so far, there is no disease that matches the symptoms you mentioned. There are many situations that cause insomnia, and sometimes it is 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 will definitely be able to fall asleep after taking them, and I will ask Orderic to carry you aboard tomorrow."

Charles looked at the bald woman in front of him, and reached out to take the capsule without saying a word.

Linda's medicine was very effective, and it was mixed with strong alcohol, and Charles dipped it in the pillow.

After an unknown amount of time, Charles entered some kind of dream in a hazy state. It was difficult for him to explain what he saw, but the feeling became stronger and stronger.

Charles on the bed opened his eyes suddenly, and he suddenly realized where the abnormality was! !

The effect of the medicine was still there, and he felt dizzy in his head, but Charles couldn't care less, he quickly took out his diary again.

Opening the paper, Charles quickly compared it with his memory. This time, Charles found something unusual. The diary on it were all his notes, and they were all in Chinese characters.

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

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

"It's impossible for someone to imitate my handwriting. Except for Anna and I, the whole Earth Sea should be completely incomprehensible, unless... it's Anna? But why?"

Charles had a lot of thoughts in his head for a while, and he tapped on the shiny portrait with his fingers.

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

"What? Why did you call me here because you didn't sleep at night? Want to practice?"

"Have you modified my memory?" Charles asked directly with a solemn expression.

Anna blinked, "Are you aware again? You shouldn't be aware of it."

"What happened? Why did you modify my memory? After I left that city, did I encounter something?"

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

"What danger did you encounter? An important crew member died? Are the dark coordinates fake??"

One bad guess after another burst out of Charles' mouth.

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

"The me in the past also agreed to delete my memory?!" Charles' face changed. He had thought about it a lot before, but he never thought of this. His own memory was modified, and he had a part in it.