Silently, a black line rose from the rotten swordsman's body and flew toward Lin Sheng, quickly drilling into his chest.
Lin Sheng's head suddenly sank. He felt a mess of images and information, as if he had stuffed a suitcase full of stuff into it.
He felt like his head was about to split open, and sweat was seeping out of his body like it was free.
After three breaths, Lin Sheng suppressed the headache and glanced around.
Three more rotten swordsmen slowly appeared around him and were moving toward him.
"Damn it!"
He turned and broke into a run.
Before he left, he looked at the street lamp, which was engraved with three directions. One was Blackfeather City, the other was Ravel's Manor, and the last one was the Black Swamp.
After getting some of the memory fragments, Lin Sheng felt that the most convenient thing to do was to learn the language.
At least now, he would not be running around like a headless fly like the beginning.
In the dark, Lin Sheng ran all the way to Blackfeather City.
He had alerted many dangers on both sides, but he could not care less. It was more important to hold on until the memory was complete.
After running for more than ten breaths, when Lin Sheng's physical strength was about to run out, the memory fragments in his head were finally completed.
"Mercenary? Women, wine? Gambling? "Lin Sheng quickly scanned through the memories he had just obtained.
What made him feel regretful was that there wasn't much about fighting in the memories he got this time. Most of them were rubbish memories of life.
The owner of the memory seemed to be a wandering mercenary. He would go wherever the price was high.
The money he earned, he would either gamble or visit prostitutes. Or he would drink and brag.
The memory was full of useless information.
Lin Sheng had been full of expectations, but now it seemed that …
"It's not like I can meet a good guy like Ravel every time."
Fortunately, although there was not much fighting memory, there was still a little muscle memory in this mercenary's memory. A little bit about the use and training of basic skills.
"It's not a waste of time." After running for a while, Lin Sheng felt that there was no sound behind him, so he slowly stopped.
At this time, he was standing on a dark driveway.
A faint gray mist permeated the surroundings, and for a moment, he could not even tell if he was stepping on the ground.
There were rows of wooden fences on both sides of the driveway.
These wooden fences were broken and tattered, and some of them even had torn clothes hanging on the sides of the fences of unknown uses.
Lin Sheng clenched his black sword and continued to move forward while carefully sorting out the mercenary's memory.
Although most of it was rubbish, there were a few details. If one dug deeper, they could still obtain a lot of information.
"… A sudden cold wind and fog? Everyone is infected with some unknown disease? "Lin Sheng frowned.
Soon, he found a familiar name — La Belle.
"It seems to be the third blacksmith shop in Blackfeather City?"
Lin Sheng quickly searched for the route to Lhasabelle. Unfortunately, there was no such information in the mercenary's incomplete memory.
He walked along the dark driveway for a few more minutes.
Gradually, a grayish-white building full of black holes appeared in front of him.
"It looks like a city gate?" Lin Sheng hesitated. "This should be the Blackfeather City that Ravel mentioned."
He looked straight ahead and was about to move on. Suddenly, a faint throbbing in his heart.
"He's waking up … Just in time. I need to spend some time carefully digging into the mercenary's memory fragments."
Lin Sheng stood there and took one last look at the huge, gloomy city in front of him. His vision suddenly turned black, and he lost consciousness.
…
…
He slowly sat up from the bed.
Lin Sheng pulled at his soaked underwear, feeling a little helpless.
"I have to wash my own clothes again …" There was no automatic washing machine in this day and age. He had to do it manually, which was a lot of trouble.
He got out of bed and quietly went to the bathroom under the moonlight. He used the hot water in the thermos to scrub his body and put on a clean underwear. Then, he went back to the bedroom and lay down.
The clock on the bedside table with big ears and black pig eyes showed 3: 40.
Lin Sheng still had enough time to sort out his thoughts.
"Let me take a good look … take a good look … I'm sure I can find some useful information."
Lying on the bed, he began to recall the mercenary's memory fragments bit by bit.
Time passed, and before he knew it, the sky outside the window was getting brighter.
Lin Sheng fell asleep again as he lay on the bed. In a daze, he heard his parents washing their faces in the bathroom.
He quickly woke up with a start. But even though he had woken up, his mind was still stuck in the memory fragments.
"Right, today is Sunday. I don't have to wake up early, so I can sleep a little longer!" Lin Sheng suddenly remembered the date.
Unfortunately, he was already awake, and he could not go back to sleep even if he wanted to.
Lying on the bed, listening to the movements in the living room corridor, Lin Sheng continued to carefully study the mercenary's memory fragments.
Finally, he dug out a very small place and noticed it.
"… In Blackfeather City, mercenaries usually receive their missions from the Blackfeather Guild, which is located between the Warren Sanctum and the tax bureau. Warren Sanctum?? "
Lin Sheng sat up, got out of bed, and sat in front of the desk. He pulled open the drawer, took out the notebook from before, and carefully wrote down the name with a pen.
"Warren Sanctum."
The four words recorded in Mandarin stood out on the white paper.
Lin Sheng closed his eyes, and Ravel's memory of this place quickly came to mind.
Soon, combined with the mercenary's memory, he finally sorted out a shocking piece of information!
"… Warren Sanctum … is the place where the sanctum trains trainee warriors and inherits holy runes? Holy runes?? "
Lin Sheng combined all the memory fragments of Ravel and the mercenary, and only found this sentence.
"Holy runes …" There was a strange look on Lin Sheng's face.
"Maybe I can go there and try my luck. Maybe I can find some items and books with supernatural powers. This holy rune, just from the name alone, is not simple!"
So far, the memory fragments he had obtained were purely physical, and had nothing to do with the supernatural.
If he could find a way to step into the supernatural from this small sanctum, then no matter how dangerous it was, he would go there! This was the dream he shared in both his past and present lives!
He made up his mind.
Lin Sheng put on his clothes and put away the notebook. He went out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen.
There was a plate of meat buns and a glass of freshly heated milk in the kitchen.
His parents were out, either at work or running a shop.
Lin Sheng pulled a chair and sat down. He grabbed the meat buns and ate them. After stuffing three meat buns into his mouth, he drank the milk in one gulp, changed into his sportswear, and went out the door.
He just had a tutorial at the Steelscale Club yesterday, so there was no need for him to go there for the time being.
Lin Sheng first took a car to Rainbow Park, which was not far from his home.
Rainbow Park was one of the only three parks in Huaisha. Because it was close to the sea and had seaside scenery such as coconut trees and beaches, many newlyweds would gather there during the day to take their wedding photos.
But Lin Sheng did not go to Rainbow Park to have fun, but to collect money.
As an adult who had awakened the memory of his past life, it was not difficult to find a way to earn some pocket money.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
