Plague Doctor

Is the past real?

When is your earliest memory? Do you have any memories of yourself before you were three years old?

Before you remember, were all your stories told to you by others, such as your parents?

How to eat, how to be naughty, how to be smart...

Did those stories... really happen? Have some stories you don't know really never happened?

When Gu Jun walked out of the testing room, his complexion was a little gray. The memory fragments he found from the depths of his subconscious mind had become his latest nightmare. He didn't tell Sister Liang the truth about Yiwen, but how much did he know?

"Ah Jun, your abnormal memory is related to your childhood activities." After Sister Liang finished hypnotizing him, she remained honest with him: "It should be inseparable from the relationship between your parents. I will report this situation up. .Your s value is okay, but you need to receive some treatment, don't think too much about it, 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. It took the longest time, an hour and a half.

The final result of the conversion test will come out tomorrow morning. Before that, Brother Qiang asked everyone to go back to the dormitory to rest.

When the group returned to the dormitory, Cai Zixuan originally invited everyone to play here, but Gu Jun said that he wanted to sleep, so they went to the opposite unit, Senior Brother Ma.

Gu Jun locked himself in the bedroom, regardless of whether there was anyone watching or eavesdropping, he punched the wall heavily, and then punched again.

The pain in the metacarpal bone can't numb the pain that was almost crushed in his heart. But even so, he still needs to think about what that memory means.

"Mum obviously doesn't understand the language, but she knows the language and uses me...depends on me to write it."

Gu Jun thought about those memory fragments, and his head hurt a little, "Why do I know it instead? Who taught me? Or is it the language I created?"

He thinks this is too ridiculous. In order to study different languages, he has learned some linguistics, and knows that creating a language is not difficult, but it needs to follow many rules to be decent. From the clues he deciphered, the different language is a language with rules, and its structure is quite complicated.

This cannot be a language that a child of a few years old can create by scribbling. In his memory, he is not scribbling, but writing clearly.

Moreover, this language has been applied to the packaging of some medicines, as well as atlases, diaries... These things have been used by an extremely powerful unknown force in the form of a system game, giving him the opportunity to obtain them. The reason behind this force, he still has no idea.

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 it after the system is combined with his subconscious.

Gu Jun thinks 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 Laisheng Company, that I understand this kind of variant language. Although I was a young child at that time, I was one of the few or even the only people in the world who understood the variant language... Then my mother Is that digging it out of my head?"

He sorted out his thoughts and felt that this was the most possible. The enthusiasm in his mother's eyes was like seeing an oracle...

This kind of variant text must have very great significance for the afterlife.

Up to now, he has to admit to an extremely bad situation. Mom and Dad are directly related to the research of the afterlife society, and they let him participate in it.

"Could 'those documents' refer to..." Gu Jun suddenly thought again, "Those pictures I used to write the different text?"

There was a new throbbing in his heart, didn't parents hand over the documents? No matter what they want to do with the different text, what is the purpose of the afterlife meeting, and how the two broke up, parents and the afterlife will belong to different camps in the end.

Maybe at the beginning, parents didn't know the cruelty and evil in the next life, and they were also used? Later, when I found out, I tried to find a way to get out.

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 words in different languages. After coming out of the examination room, he is still increasing his vocabulary, as if he is familiar with Chinese, the feeling of his mother tongue... These scientific names are "implicit memories". Just as people can't explain how they learned to speak and walk, but they can.

However, the speed and quantity of different words recovered in his mind are also decreasing.

"Now I still feel very strongly about that memory, but the longer the time passes, the weaker the feeling, and the fewer words I can remember... And the 'abnormal memory in the subconscious' is probably not only this fragment, but also Something else, maybe it has something to do with those illusions..."

Things have to be faced all the time, Gu Jun walked to the floor beside the bed and sat down cross-legged, next to the edge of the bed, quietly meditating on those memories.

Meditation is what he learned during his psychology training, how to breathe, how to relax, how to imagine...

That feeling was suddenly magnified, and as he meditated, some foreign words sprang out again: flowers, birds, weapons, doctors, policemen, teachers, food, beliefs, life, stories, secrets, wars...

Gu Jun was immersed in the chaotic vortex of memory, each of the different texts flashed like lights.

I don't know how long time passed, he gradually had to open his eyes and stop. Meditation would have been refreshing, but now he has a splitting headache and is mentally exhausted.

The spirit is much worse, and the feeling of that memory is almost exhausted, and I can't find any new texts even after searching my stomach.

Looking at the time on the phone, Gu Jun was a little surprised, "Is it evening already? It's been a few hours..."

He pressed his head and started sorting out. This time he harvested hundreds of words, plus what he suddenly remembered before, his vocabulary was about five or six hundred.

However, this variant is polysemy, which is more similar to English than Chinese, so he already has a certain understanding of it.

For example, apple and fruit are the same word, and darkness can also refer to night.

The abyss also means the sea.

So that line of blood can also mean "the fruit of darkness grows from the ancient sea"

This naturally gave Gu Jun an idea: "This is why parents went to the sea for scientific research? Looking for the 'dark fruit'?"

Bugs and worms are the same word, and they also mean servants.

Death, very strangely, has the meaning of sublimation, "the servant of sublimation shall last forever with heaven and earth"

Gu Jun murmured this sentence again, feeling a little cold all over, and then remembered the playful words of the withered man: "Death? No, you don't understand."

The death of the original body...was a kind of sublimation?

"Forget it for now." Gu Jun shook his head, opened the system panel in his mind, and was about to look at what the incomplete map and the three pages of the diary meant.

He opened the atlas first, and looked at it with his mind. The structure of the unknown creature's chest specimen on the atlas can now be understood! Breasts, muscles, bones, nerves, membranes... the previous decipherings were all correct.

Gu Jun couldn't help being a little excited, and then looked at the messy notes below the map...

I like Plague Doctor.