Is the past real?
When is your earliest memory? Do you have any memory of yourself before you were three years old?
Before you could remember, were all your stories told to you by others? For example, by your parents?
How to ask for food, how naughty, how smart …
Did those stories … really happen? Did the stories that you don't know really happen?
When Gu Jun walked out of the assessment room, his face was ashen. The memory fragments dug out from the depths of his subconscious had become his latest nightmare. He did not tell Sister Liang the truth about the foreign language, but how much did he know about it?
"Ah Jun, your abnormal memory is related to your childhood activities." After Sister Liang finished hypnotizing him, she remained honest with him. "It probably has something to do with your parents. I will report this situation to the higher-ups. Your S value is fine, but you need to receive some treatment. Don't think too much about it. Go back and rest. "
After Gu Jun came out, he followed Brother Qiang. He was the last to complete the assessment, and he spent the longest time, one and a half hours.
The final result of the assessment would be released the next morning. Before that, Brother Qiang told everyone to go back to the dormitory to rest.
The group returned to the dormitory. Cai Zixuan originally wanted everyone to stay and play, but Gu Jun said he wanted to take a nap, so they went to the opposite unit where Brother Ma was.
Gu Jun locked himself in his bedroom. Regardless of whether there was anyone watching or eavesdropping, he punched the wall heavily and then punched again.
The pain from the bones in his palms could not numb the pain in his heart that was almost shattered. Even so, he still needed to think about the meaning of that memory.
"My mother obviously doesn't understand the foreign language, but she knew about this language, and she used me … relied on me to write it out."
Gu Jun thought back to those memory fragments, and his head started to hurt. "Why do I know this language instead? Who taught me this? Or did I create this language? "
He thought this was ridiculous. To study the foreign language, he had studied some linguistics. He knew that creating a language was not difficult, but it needed to follow many rules. From the clues that he had deciphered, the foreign language was a language with rules, and its structure was quite complicated.
This was not a language that a child of a few years old could create by scribbling randomly. In her memory, he was not scribbling randomly, but clearly writing.
Moreover, this language was used on the packaging of some medicine, as well as diagrams, diaries … These things were all obtained by an extremely powerful unknown force in the form of a game like the system. He had no clue as to the reason behind this power.
But as for why it was a foreign language, Gu Jun could think of two possibilities.
Firstly, the things provided by the system were from the foreign country; secondly, the system had fused with his subconscious and selected the language from the foreign country.
Gu Jun believed that the former was more likely. No matter how retarded the System was, it should know that he liked and used Chinese the most.
"Was it because of certain circumstances, like the research conducted by Lai Sheng Company, that I understood this foreign language? Even though I was just a child at the time, I was one of the few, if not the only person in the world who understood the foreign language … and then mother was digging it out from my brain?"
He arranged his thoughts and felt that this was the most plausible explanation. The fanaticism in his mother's eyes was like an oracle …
This foreign language had to have a very important meaning to the Afterlife Cult.
Until now, he had to admit that his parents were directly related to the Afterlife Cult's research, and they had even asked him to participate in it.
"Could 'those documents' be referring to …" Gu Jun suddenly thought of something else. "The drawings that I used to write the foreign language?"
A new thought appeared in his mind. His parents did not hand over the documents? No matter what they wanted to do with the foreign language, what was the purpose of the Afterlife Cult, and how the two parties broke up, his parents ultimately belonged to a different faction from the Afterlife Cult.
Perhaps in the beginning, his parents did not know about the cruelty and evil of the Afterlife Cult and were used? After they found out, they tried to find a way to escape.
This new thought made Gu Jun feel much better, and his positive attitude returned.
The recovery of this memory fragment made him suddenly understand some foreign words. Ever since he came out from the examination room, his vocabulary was still increasing. It felt like he was familiar with Chinese, like it was his mother tongue … The scientific name for this was' implicit memory ', just like how a person could not explain how they learned to walk and talk, but they knew it.
However, the recovery rate and number of foreign words in his brain was also decreasing.
"Now I still have a strong feeling about that memory, but as time passes, the feeling weakens, and the words I can remember become fewer … and the 'abnormal memory in my subconscious mind' might not be limited to this fragment, there might be other things, and they might be related to those illusions …"
Eventually, he had to face it. Gu Jun walked to the bed and sat down cross-legged. Leaning against the edge of the bed, he quietly meditated on the memory.
Meditation was something he learned during his psychology training, how to breathe, how to relax his body and mind, how to imagine …
The feeling was instantly magnified. As he meditated, some foreign words reappeared in his mind: flower, bird, weapon, doctor, police, teacher, food, faith, life, story, secret, war …
Gu Jun was immersed in the chaotic whirlpool of memories, and the foreign words flashed like rays of light.
He had no idea how much time had passed. Gradually, he was forced to open his eyes and stop. Meditation was supposed to be refreshing, but now he had a splitting headache, and his spirit was not as good as before. Furthermore, the memory of that part of his memory was almost completely exhausted. No matter how hard he searched, he could not find any new foreign language.
Looking at the alarm clock, Gu Jun was surprised. "Is it already evening? A few hours have passed …"
He pressed his hand against his head and started to organize. This time, he had gained more than a hundred words. Combined with the ones that he suddenly remembered, his vocabulary was about five to six hundred.
However, this foreign language had multiple meanings. In this aspect, it was more like English than Chinese, so he had a certain level of understanding of it.
For example, apple and fruit were synonymous, and darkness could also refer to the night.
The abyss also had the meaning of the sea.
Therefore, the line of bloody words could also mean, "The fruit of darkness grows from the ancient sea."
This naturally gave Gu Jun an idea. "Is this the reason why mom and dad went to the sea for scientific research? To search for the 'fruit of darkness'? "
Worm and worm were synonymous, and they also had the meaning of servant.
Death, strangely enough, had the meaning of ascension. "The servant who ascends will live with the world for a long time."
Gu Jun mumbled this sentence, and his body felt a chill. He was reminded of the withered man's teasing words. "Death? No, you don't understand. "
The death of the original body … is a kind of ascension?
"Forget it for now." Gu Jun shook his head and opened the system interface in his mind. He wanted to see what the incomplete atlas and the three diary pages meant.
He first opened the atlas and looked at it with his mind. The structure of the chest specimen of the unknown creature could be understood now! Chest, muscles, bones, nerves, membranes … the previous deciphering was correct.
Gu Jun could not help but feel a little excited. Then he turned to the messy notes at the bottom of the atlas …
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