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Lin Xing left after breakfast.

He didn't communicate much with Norton and the others, and acted as if nothing had happened, unaware of the upcoming war.

Not to mention that Tang Qingjin and Qu Tongyou said that they were weak and Tang Qingjin and the others were even weaker.

Now Tang Qingjin and the others have begun to plan to hunt and expand beyond their territory, collect resources, and start an orderly development model.

Three years, five years, eight years and ten years, this is a long and arduous process.

Lin Xing did not sprint at full speed, but ran in the most reasonable way because he was distracted by thinking.

It wasn't until we had preliminary plans and arrangements that we sped up and returned to the college. It was already close to noon.

"The academy, whether it's the former Blue Star or the Olympian World, the academy is really an ivory tower~"

Feeling the completely different divisions from the Dongshi Free Trade Zone, Lin Xing murmured to himself as he walked out of the sky corridor.

After stopping for a moment, Lin Xing, who was about to walk towards the academy, suddenly heard an old but gentle voice:

"I'm Dumel, classmate Lin Xing, can you come and meet me on the second floor of No. C103?"

Dumel? I think I’ve heard of it.

Lin Xing recited it several times in his mind, and suddenly remembered the old man who applied for the crystal card.

"Old sir, what do you want from me?"

"Just a few words, it won't take you too long."

Lin Xing pondered for a few seconds. He thought it would be better to go and take a look. As for the safety issue, there is no need to consider it in the academy and at the foot of the tower.

Then walked towards the three-story building next to the management office.

Arriving on the second floor, Lin Xing saw a closed metal door blocking the stairs.

Is it necessary to install a gate at the stairway?

"Come in."

Lin Xing was confused and was about to knock on the door when he heard a sound in his ears.

Lin Xing was about to push the door open when the sound of dense metal gears rubbing against each other was heard, and the door slid open to one side.

Bright light shone in Lin Xing's eyes.

The pupils open and close to adapt to the brighter light than during the day.

Lin Xing tidied up his clothes which were not messy and walked in.

Is this really the second floor?

Looking at it, the entire hall is like a mirror that is not very clear. The surrounding walls, ceiling, and floor are all exuding milky white without a single flaw.

There is a huge square room in the center of the hall, more like a box.

It was estimated to be ten meters square, exuding a silver-white metallic luster.

From time to time, light flashed across it, and then quickly disappeared.

What's this?

Lin Xing was curious, but he couldn't check it with his mental strength.

In just one breath, Lin Xing collected all the visible information in the hall.

He didn't know if he should move on, he had a feeling that stepping in would pollute the place.

After all, everything here is so pure, and there will always be some dust on his body and feet.

Click, click, click.

The metal door behind you is closed.

Lin Xing turned around and saw that there was almost no gap between the door and the wall.

"Lin Xing, you're here."

Dumel's voice rang out, and this time it was not a spiritual voice. He saw the old arcane master wearing a gray and white broad robe standing next to the box room.

"Hello, Lord Dumel."

Lin Xing gave a greeting.

"Well, hehe, relax a little bit."

"Lord Dumel, what do you want from me?"

He didn't like to waste time, so if he put himself in his shoes, Dumel's spiritual master's time was more precious.

Dumel looked at Lin Xing standing at the door, feeling more and more appreciative and satisfied.

"Well, there's nothing wrong. I just wanted to chat with you."

Dumel said, waving his hand casually.

The surrounding mirror-like walls shattered, revealing the originally larger second-floor hall.

Tables, chairs, bookshelves, and some metal devices he had never seen before.

That must have been some kind of magic.

The dazzling light in the hall disappeared, or rather it returned to normal.

This kind of normalcy made Lin Xingsong feel much happier, and the feeling of fear of contamination disappeared.

He saw Dumel walking towards a table, and Lin Xing thought about it and walked over.

"Lin Xing, what kind of wine do you want to drink? Here we have Irish Michael Red Wine, Moon Forest Snow Apple Cider, and Sal Fantasy Green Gardenia Wine."

Dumel took down two goblets from the wine cabinet next to the table and said to Lin Xing who had just come to his side.

"Thank you, sir, I...can do it."

Medul took down a light green bottle, poured it for Lin Xing first, and then poured himself a glass.

Lin Xing looked at the green wine and was a little curious, what kind of wine was this.

He didn't smell the alcohol, but had a fresh aroma.

Dumel took a sip and seemed a little intoxicated.

The room fell into silence, and Lin Xing did not ask any further questions. He knew that Dumel calling him here was not just a matter of chatting.

A few minutes later, Dumel drank the emerald green wine in the goblet and said something that left Lin Xing confused.

"Lin Xing, what is the earliest thing in your memory?"

What does it mean?

The earliest?

The earliest one was when I was a child.

Lin Xing thought about it carefully.

How old were you then? Three or older?

The earliest vague impression was probably that his mother pinched his face and said something.

It seems to be: Our Xiaolin Yu has been so handsome since he was a child, but he will be fine when he grows up.

"Before you were ten years old, what was your most profound memory?"

The most profound?

Lin Xing naturally thought of his parents taking him on a dilapidated boat on the Ancheng West Reservoir.

He clearly remembered that the boat was overturned by a sudden whirlpool...

"Lin Xing, what has been your most profound memory since you were ten years old?"

That's a lot.

Lin Xing thought of many things in an instant.

There were so many things that impressed him deeply.

Lin Xing thought about it for a long time, and his mood fluctuated with his memories.

I don't know when he woke up from these memories that were either beautiful or cruel.

He noticed Dumel's old face looking at him.

"Lin Xing, can you remember everything that happened today?"

Today?

I ran around for half the night, talked with Norton and the others, talked with King Kong Solo, fought with Tang Qingjin until dawn, and ran for most of the morning.

"Can you remember everything that happened in the last five days?"

kindness?

all?

This is too much.

Before Lin Xing could think about it carefully, Dumel continued to speak:

"Lin Xing, do you remember everything that happened in the past month?"

Lin Xing simply stopped recalling it.

There are too many, how could he remember them all?

There are some important things that he writes down in his notebook just because he is afraid that he will forget them.

He didn't understand why these questions were asked.

But he knew that when Dumel came to him, he would definitely not just let him recall the past.

Dumel looked back at Lin Xing and took a sip of the emerald green in the cup.

"Lin Xing, do you think people will forget what they have experienced?"

Dumel's spiritual master's question was a bit childish.

"Definitely."

Although this question did not require Lin Xing to answer, he still answered it.

"Do you think so too?"

Lin Xing nodded: "Yes."

"Then have you ever thought about it, you have experienced all those things, so why would you forget them?"