Straggler...... For the rest of my life, I always felt that I had heard this strange name somewhere.

Seeing that Yu Sheng's puzzled expression did not seem to be disguised, the store manager and the blacksmith glanced at each other.

"You probably haven't heard of that name, but that's okay, you probably know another way we call it," the store manager said with a smile.

"What's the name?" Yu Sheng couldn't help but ask with the store manager's words.

"Some people say that we are God's messengers, and some people think that we are gods on earth. The store manager crossed his fingers, stared at Yu Sheng, and said word by word, "We are the ones who are also gods." ”

"The one who is also a god ......," Yu Sheng muttered to himself.

He had heard of this name, and yesterday in the hospital, he heard someone call Zhao Xiaoyang that for the rest of his life.

"He is also a human being, but he has a special ability that only the legendary gods have," said the store manager, "and he is also a god...... This is the name given to us by the Empire. ”

The rest of my life has heard rumors about superpowers for a long time.

Some say they are God's doppelgangers on earth, while others scoff at their existence.

Legend has it that someone can fill their whole body with a metal spoon and fork, and someone can eat an apple with their mind.

Images of the Avatars are often seen in the tabloids on the Internet, but they are constantly denied by the authorities, and the public will be skeptical about their authenticity, and most of the time it is just an occasional after-dinner conversation.

Before leaving the Fifth District, if someone asks Yu Sheng, do you believe that there is such a small group of people in the world who have the ability to surpass the imagination of ordinary people? Yu Sheng will probably pretend to think for a moment, and then give a seemingly positive reply: "Believe, I also believe that gods and ghosts once really existed, and that there really were monsters bigger than mountains in the depths of the sea." ”

But after that day, he lost his choice.

Either he had to believe that the superpowers really existed, or he had to admit that maybe there was something wrong with his brain......

"That's good," Yu Chang exhaled, "at least it proves that it wasn't my hallucination that day......"

"It's not a hallucination," the manager took a sip of his coffee, "and we're right here." ”

"What I saw on the train is the battle between the gods...... Yu Sheng nodded slowly.

"Not exactly, so to speak," said the store manager, "and there are people from the military." ”

"So, the Yishen and the Empire are hostile?" asked Yu Sheng.

The shopkeeper and the blacksmith looked at each other and smiled.

"You can't say that," the shopkeeper smiled, "After the Empire discovered and confirmed the first superpowered person more than twenty years ago, it collectively referred to people like us as the Divine One. ”

"But although there is a god in the name, our thinking cannot escape the seven emotions and six desires. Like ordinary people, the Divine Ones have different positions: some are hiding and unknown, and some are serving the Empire...... But there is another group of people, like us, who are a thorn in the side of the imperial family and the military. The blacksmith lazily answered, "Several other rebel groups were wiped out by the Near-God Army a few years ago, and now we are the only ones left. ”

"Wanderer," said the store manager, "Mr. Yu, this is the name we gave ourselves." ”

"Wanderer...... There is no fixed place to live, wandering around," Yu Sheng looked at the two people in front of him, "You are homeless in the empire, so you call yourself ...... Straggler. ”

The store manager was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly, "Mr. Yu, you are very smart. ”

"But why did you tell me this?" asked Yu Sheng.

"Because we need to confirm one thing with you," the manager didn't answer him directly, "when it's all over for the day, there should be a military sweeper to take you away, right?"

"Sweepers ......" Yu Sheng felt that this title was strange, as if he was the garbage that needed to be cleaned up at the scene, but Yu Sheng still nodded and admitted, "Yes, they took all the people in the front and back carriages of us to the central hospital in District 6." ”

The shopkeeper and the blacksmith quickly exchanged glances, and the shopkeeper straightened up and raised his eyes to stare at Yu Sheng, as if to see something in his expression.

After a while, he spoke again, "Did they inject you with a green injection?"

"Yes," Yu Sheng was very impressed by that stitch, he thought about it, and did not tell the truth completely.

"Everybody played, and I didn't feel anything special at first, but within a few minutes I fell asleep. ”

"When you wake up, does anyone tell you that you have amnesia. The blacksmith snorted disapprovingly.

"How do you know?" Yu Sheng was a little surprised, and then he immediately realized that since the loiterers had been fighting the military for so long, it was only natural that they should know something about what the other party was doing.

"When I woke up, I was told that our car had been attacked by the rebels' biological weapons," Yu Sheng nodded, "so all of us who were attacked lost the memory of that day." ”

"Then how do you still remember Ding Qing's appearance?" The store manager's eyes narrowed habitually again, but this time he no longer had a smile on his face, but a cold face.

It was only then that Yu Sheng realized that he had just escaped from one trouble and was in another, and that each trouble seemed to have the potential to kill him.

After thinking about it for a while, the rest of his life decided to continue the circle.

"I don't know," Yu Sheng said, "I did get injected with that reagent, but I still remember every detail of that day, I remember Hanasen, I remember Tyrant, I remember Yushiro." That medicine...... It doesn't seem to work for me."

The blacksmith and the shopkeeper were silent, they stared at the rest of their lives, judging from the bottom of their hearts.

Yu Sheng lowered his gaze and tried to focus on the coffee in front of him. Most of what he said was the truth, but he deliberately concealed the strange manifestations that appeared on his body, the strange vision.

Under the gaze of the store manager and the blacksmith, Yu Sheng was a little inexplicably flustered, he didn't know what the other party wanted to know, but he only understood in his heart that if they didn't accept this explanation, he might be in trouble.

The café was so quiet that the unsettling silence contrasted sharply with the street across the window, and the crisp crash of the cup seemed to ring in everyone's mind as they took a sip of coffee for the rest of their lives.

Startled by the noise, the manager finally came out of his contemplation and looked up at the left and right leaning against another table.

"I've seen it, and it was clean when I came," said the left and right who had been waiting for the results, but the rest of his life didn't understand, "There is nothing extra in the bag." ”

The blacksmith nodded, expressionless.

The manager's fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop.

"Forgive us for our rudeness," he said, but it wasn't over, "what did you mean when you said that you had nowhere to go after you were discharged from the hospital?"

To be honest, the rest of my life was a little tired of this kind of endless questioning and asking.

The interview seemed more like an informal interrogation than an interrogation, but Yu Sheng had no choice but to patiently explain what he had recently encountered, and only hide the details. He was reluctant to prove anything against his family's misfortunes, and deep down, he didn't want to recall.

This time there was a longer silence, but to the slightly happier mood of the rest of his life, no one asked the question again for a short time.

The manager's fingers were still tapping lightly, and Yu Sheng decided not to look at them anymore and concentrate on his coffee.

At this moment, there were two vibrations from under the blacksmith's buttocks, and he pulled out an old-fashioned cell phone with difficulty and stared at the screen for a moment.

"What did he say?" asked the store manager.

"Unanimous. The blacksmith pushed the phone to the store manager, but his gaze turned to Yu Sheng, "Yu Sheng, Yu Ye, Fanning." ”

Yu Sheng suddenly looked up at him, "You guys are investigating me?"

The blacksmith nodded, "You have your documents in your backpack, so we know what your last name is, and we can ask some friends to help investigate you." ”

"I'm sorry," the manager smiled helplessly, "we have to be careful." ”

"Is that the friend on the phone investigating me?" asked Yu Sheng with anger in his anger.

"Our friend in the Fourth District," said the blacksmith, his body visibly relaxed, though still expressionless, "a private detective with a wide range of connections. As for the affairs of your family...... It's a pity. ”

"In that case, if there are no problems, thank you for the coffee," Yu Sheng stood up, "Can I go?"

"We have no problem," said the blacksmith lazily, "but I fear that you will have problems as soon as you step out of this door." ”

"I have a problem?" asked Yu Sheng coldly.

"Don't get me wrong, we're not going to trouble you, the blacksmith is right......" A smile narrowed into the shopkeeper's face again, and the rest of his life looked at him now, like a fox looking at a hen, "Near the Divine Army." ”

"The ...... of the Near God Army" The image he saw on the train came to his mind for the rest of his life, "Yushiro...... And that Burning Man......"

"Exactly. The blacksmith snapped his fingers.

"Then I don't understand," Yu Sheng glanced at him, "Why did the Near-God Army trouble me, I was just released by them." ”

"You may be seated. The store manager smiled and made a gesture of please.

He didn't speak for the rest of his life, but sat back as he was told.

"When you go out, you have two choices, one is to denounce us, and the other is to pretend that nothing happened and go on with your life. The shopkeeper leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers, "We'll probably be in trouble if you report us, but you'll never have a better day." ”

Yu Sheng was still silent, he was thinking about the store manager's words, and the roles on both sides were unconsciously reversed.

"Not to mention that we will definitely go to you, the Near-God Army will also be curious about why you don't have amnesia, according to their tradition, what awaits you is probably either an autopsy table or a cultivator. The store manager said.

"Dissecting table?" the rest of my life was a little unimaginable.

"The amnesia medicine that the military injected all of you that day was not a simple medicine...... said.

"Actually, it originally belonged to the Yishen," the blacksmith sneered, "It was made by separating and purifying the blood of a certain Yishen in a laboratory of the Near-God Army, and they called it the Heavenly Lock." I had seen the lab once seven years ago, and the one who had created the Heavenly Locks had been kept in an incubator, asleep and unconscious, and the only evidence that he was alive was the blood still flowing in his body. Later, he was transferred, and no one knows exactly where he is being held. ”

"Yes to you," the blacksmith glanced at Yu Sheng, with a hint of banter in his eyes, "they will probably use you to do relevant reverse research as well, to find out the real reason why you are not affected by the Heavenly Lock and can still remember us, believe me, it won't be good." ”

"......" imagined the scene for the rest of his life, and his body might be filled with catheters, suspended in an unknown liquid, preserved and studied like a specimen...... That scene made him shudder.

"What if I don't denounce you......" Yu Sheng knew that all these possibilities were just the words of the person in front of him, and his ultimate wish was probably only to hope that the rest of his life could keep a secret for them.

But in fact, after going through so many things, even if they don't mention it, they don't want to have any contact with the official for the rest of their lives, and he has always suspected that his mother's death was pushed by someone behind the scenes, and this person's eyes have probably been searching for him. The Empire may have more lies than the Wanderer.

"Of course you won't have a problem for a short time," said the store manager, leaning forward and looking the rest of his eyes in the eye, "but have you ever wondered why you are the only one who retains your memories since everyone in the whole car has lost their memory?"

Yu Sheng frowned, gradually, his brows loosened, and an inexplicable sense of absurdity arose in his heart, Yu Sheng remembered the inexplicable illusion vision, and he suddenly understood what the store manager was going to say.

"That's right," the store manager kept observing Yu Sheng's expression.

"You," he tapped on the table, "probably a god too." ”