"What's your name? Do you remember it?" Angor asked.
"What's your name? Do you remember it?" The man repeated his name happily. He was still waiting for Angor's compliment.
"Don't copy me. Did you really forget it, or are you just playing dumb?" Angor frowned.
"Don't copy me. Did you really forget it, or are you just playing dumb?" The man repeated Angor's words without hesitation.
Angor rubbed his forehead.
Angor rubbed his forehead. He used to learn Chinese and Western medicine from Jon for a while. Traditional Chinese medicine was too complicated. Angor mostly learned how to make medicine for external injuries. He also dabbled in modern western medicine, but most of his knowledge was about surgical theories.
Angor knew that amnesia was mostly caused by psychological factors, while some were caused by mechanical or dissociative factors. Apart from mechanical injuries, other types of amnesia were caused by the brain activating its self-protection mechanism and forgetting the traumatizing memories.
Angor could not see the man's brain. Even if he could, he would not be able to make a diagnosis due to how complicated the brain was. After all, he only knew a little about medicine. His head was filled with theories and pathologies, but he knew nothing about practical operations.
However, based on his experience, Angor believed that the man's brain might have activated its self-protection mechanism after witnessing the destruction of the Pocratee race. Of course, this was only Angor's theory. He did not know the exact reason yet.
The only thing he could do now was to determine whether the man suffered from partial amnesia, selective amnesia, or total amnesia.
While grilling the meat, Angor began to chat with the man.
"How do you feel now?" Angor used vague words to test the man's understanding of himself.
"How do you feel now?" The man repeated blankly.
"Do you remember Pocratee?" Angor changed his question. Instead of asking "who am I", he asked "where am I from". He wanted to use Pocratee to pry open the man's memory box.
"Do you remember Pocratee?" The man looked at Angor as if he was begging for praise.
Angor was going to ask "where am I going?", but he could not even answer the first two questions, let alone the third.
He considered for a moment and snapped his fingers.
Following the crisp sound of knuckles, the man's vision blurred for a moment. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly found that his surroundings had changed. The youth in front of him just now had disappeared, and he appeared in a snowy field … Snow was falling from the sky like goose feathers, but he was naked.
Panic appeared in the man's eyes. He kept looking around as if he was looking for someone.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier. The man was getting colder and colder. He kept shivering. He followed his instincts and returned to the hunter's cabin. Although there was no Mu Xue in the cabin, the temperature was still very low.
The man was so cold that he was shivering. At this moment, he saw a mink coat on the bed. His eyes were a little confused. Before he could react, his hand took the coat first and wrapped it around his body.
The temperature seemed to have returned. The man immediately rushed out of the house and looked around in a daze.
At this moment, the man's eyes became misty again. When he came back to his senses, the heavy snow was gone. The mink fur coat on his body was also gone. He had returned to his naked state.
While he was still confused, a gust of wind came from the forest.
The wind picked up rotten leaves and sand, which made the man's eyes blurry. Out of instinct, he reached out his hand to cover his eyes to prevent more sand from getting into them.
Suddenly, a mass of dark clouds drifted across the gloomy sky. Before he could react, a bolt of lightning struck a tree in the distance and set it ablaze. Looking at the fire in the distance, the man's eyes showed a hint of fear.
At the same time, it was raining cats and dogs. The man looked around in the rain. He did not see the youth who talked to him before, nor the hunter's cabin.
Within his field of vision, the only thing he could see was a closed umbrella. In the end, the man ignored the umbrella and crouched under the shade of a tree, shivering.
While the man was looking around helplessly, Angor showed up.
The man happily dashed into the rain and came to Angor's side.
The man opened and closed his mouth as if he wanted to say something. But in the end, he did not say anything. Instead, he looked confused. Why did he open his mouth?
Angor saw this and sighed slightly. He picked up the umbrella from the ground and handed it to the man.
The man who was holding the umbrella was still in a daze. He stood there in a daze, not doing anything.
Angor shook his head and snapped his fingers again.
In an instant, the rain, the fire, and the umbrella all disappeared. They were back in front of the hunter's cabin in the early morning.
Angor was still squatting on the ground to prepare the meat, while Toby was flying in the sky without any worries. It was as if nothing happened.
The man did not question Angor's words at all. He just looked at Angor with a smile.
Without a doubt, the snow and rain the man went through were all illusions set up by Angor. From this illusion, Angor could tell that the man's memory was damaged.
The man's memory function must have been damaged because he could not remember anything from the past.
Also, the man's memory function was probably not complete. To put it simply, "memory" was common sense. In the heavy snow, the man would consciously avoid the cold and snow, which was human nature's instinct.
But in the rain, he did not know how to use an umbrella. This was common sense.
It would make sense if the man never saw an umbrella and did not know how to use one. But Angor saw umbrellas in Pocratee, and almost every house had one. Angor did not understand why people needed umbrellas in the underground world.
Common sense was gone, which meant the man's memory was damaged. Fortunately, the man's instinct was still there, and the damage was not as bad as it could have been.
Apart from that, the man's memory of language was not damaged, but neither was his ability to speak.
Now Angor could make a conclusion for the man.
"You didn't lose your memory. You became an idiot!"
Of course, Angor only said it out of anger. The man was now as innocent as a baby who just learned how to speak. No one knew what he would become in the end.
Maybe he really became an idiot and could not be taught. Maybe he would regain his knowledge, reconstruct his worldview, and become a new person. However, whether or not this new personality was still the same as before was another philosophical question.
…
Fortunately, the man did not lack basic needs like eating, drinking, shitting, and sleeping. He would eat whatever Angor gave him. When he was not full, he would look at Angor with puppy eyes.
After finishing his meal, Angor prepared to continue his journey.
As for the man …
Angor considered for a while and decided to take him with him. Needless to say, the fate of a person who had lost his memory and common sense in the deep mountains and forests would be obvious.
Angor kept sighing helplessly along the way.
He was counting on the man to help him, but not only did he fail to do so, but he also became a burden. Angor made up his mind to get rid of the man as soon as he found someone.
Angor did not stay idle during the journey. He kept using all kinds of methods to stimulate the man, and he even used the most violent one. Angor simulated the illusion of Pocratee's destruction and forced the man to face the cruelest memory of his life.
This kind of stimulation did not work on the man. Angor did not see how Pocratee was destroyed. He mostly relied on Twilight Well to create the illusion.
When Angor simulated the parasite and the rainbow dragonfly, the man finally froze for a second. But before Angor could do anything, the man passed out again.
When he woke up, he forgot everything again. This time, Angor simulated the rainbow dragonfly again, but the man did not react at all.
"Did I overdo it and cause the opposite effect?" Angor rubbed his temples and gave up on using this method, which was not recommended by medical science.
Angor did not bother to look into the man's past anymore.
It did not matter what the man went through in the past. If his brain wanted him to forget everything, so be it. It was also a good choice to forget the painful memories and start afresh.
Instead of forcing the man to think about his past, Angor began to chat with him about his daily life. Even if the man could only repeat Angor's words, it was still a way for him to practice his vocabulary.
The conversation was boring, but it did make the journey a little more interesting.
During the conversation, Angor noticed that the man's accent was very special.
His voice was very clear and bright, like the cool breeze under the morning sun, warm and gentle, with a gentle upturn at the end of his words.
Angor guessed it was a local accent. Also, this voice sounded familiar to him as if he had heard it somewhere before.
But Angor could not think of anyone who had such an accent. Maybe it was someone he did not know, or maybe he only "heard" it once and did not pay attention to it.
Angor could not remember why the accent sounded so familiar, but since the man could speak the common language so fluently, it meant that the man used to speak the common language as his mother tongue.
Even if the man was only imitating Angor's accent, he could not speak the language so fluently without the resonance of his memory.
For example, when Angor spoke a sentence in Chinese, the man's imitation did not sound "proper" at all. In fact, Angor did not even think that the man was speaking the language at all.
Therefore, through this point, one thing could be concluded:
The only place where people could speak the common language as their mother tongue was the wizarding world.
As for where exactly in the wizarding world? Was it in the southern region? He would have to find out when he saw a human being.
…
Since the man did not regain his memory, Angor had to keep walking along the river.
They walked for two days and two nights.
At the end of the river was a large lake. Or was it a sea?
Angor could not see the end of the water. They did not have a way to go either because a long mountain beside the water blocked their way.
They could either go around the mountain, climb it, or swim in the water.
If they went around the mountain, who knew where they would end up? Swimming in the water was the shortest way. Angor was fine with it, but he still had a brain-damaged man with him. He had to be considerate.
In the end, Angor chose to climb the mountain.
He had a feeling that there might be people behind the mountain.
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