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If I had found out about this behavior half a year ago, I would have thought it was too ostentatious.

But in fact, that's it: the self-defense mechanism of the wizard's brain is several times stronger than that of ordinary people, and for a wizard, the brain defense system of ordinary people is simply open.

Everyone's brain will be running all the time, even if you fall asleep, your brain will faithfully clean up the information you get throughout the day.

Originally, I thought that wizards could pass through the [Brain Firewall] at will and steal information from the depths.

Now I know how wrong it was.

Even the most accomplished wizards in psychology are just hypnotizing apprentices, reading part of the surface information [that is, they can communicate with people with different language systems], and I can do my own thing without violating common sense, everyone's brain code is different, and even if they are hypnotized, wizards can manipulate their subconscious mind a little and answer answers that are different from the facts.

But I noticed one thing: I had some missing memories.

I still remember everything that happened, but the people who were so important to me, their faces, were mutilated.

One of them, a neighbor in my memory, has been an old friend for thirty years, but I don't even know what his name is, whether he lives on the left or right side of the aisle!

Why is this happening, is it lost in the process of traversing?

Why do you forget something so important?!

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"Today is the day of the New Year, are you going to nest here?"

"Of course not, I'm all set. ”

Today is December 42nd, and everyone has made an appointment to go out for a good meal, plus Albert, a total of eight people, to go out for dinner.

The school has declared a month-long holiday, and to celebrate the occasion, the school has given out a small gift to all students: a pair of grilled chicken legs, a pair of grilled chicken wings, a hamburger-like (but incredibly spicy), and a small chicken wrap.

As soon as the child standing at the school gate whistled, an eagle quickly flew over and stood on the child's shoulder.

Although the school cafeteria is still in charge of meals today, everyone went out of the school gate, and the whole school was quiet, and even the cleaners were not seen: everyone was reluctant to eat a boxed lunch on such an important holiday.

Whether it is in the world of the previous life or the world now, the last day of the year and the junction of the new year seem to be endowed with a grand meaning.

There's an old tradition here that says that on the day of the handover, if you suddenly have good luck, you'll be very lucky for the coming year.

Although Albert doesn't like to be busy, he will still go out with others to celebrate such an important festival that is very similar to the Spring Festival, hoping that the coming year will be a good year.

Although relatives are not there, but friends are there, at least it can bring a little good mood.

"What are we going to eat? The money has already been brought. "In such a cold weather, of course you have to eat something spicy and warm up." "At times like these, there is a lot of unanimity.

Then on the bustling street, everyone quickly fell in love with a restaurant, in fact, as long as you have money, there is everything on the street.

Stepping into the hotel, the waiter at the door greeted softly "Welcome", one of them led a few people to the seat, served tea, and then quickly took the menu, introduced the dishes, his speed of speech was very fast, his fingers moved very quickly, Ben came to the hotel to be comfortable, the money was enough, soon, the dish was served, several men each ordered a bottle of wine, and the girls each asked for a bottle of drink.

Albert took a sip of wine proudly, and then coughed violently: the underage body was not yet accustomed to the taste of wine.

He looked at the circle of people sitting around the table and took another sip of wine, suppressing the urge to cough.

It's been years since it's been this lively.

He opened his eyes, this scene seemed somewhat familiar, and he saw the shadows of those guys through these people.

Raising his wine glass, he wanted to say something, and after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't spit out the communication language that he was already completely unfamiliar with, so he could only dryly say New Year's greetings: "I wish you a happy holiday." "Happy New Year!" "Haha!

Everyone laughed, looking at the efficient actions on weekdays, as if the squad leader who knew everything was very mature.

Don Quixote patted him on the shoulder, "Relax, it's rare for everyone to come out and be happy, the New Year should be like a New Year!, how long have you not had a good year?"

Forty years, and probably fifty years, Albert pondered for a moment and came to this conclusion.

At least forty to fifty years, I went to a friend's house at most to have a meal, and I didn't celebrate the New Year.

It seems that even after living for so many years, there is still something to learn, and he himself laughed, with a little self-deprecation.

When I was young, I didn't stop, I got divorced in middle age and played with a few villains in the unit, and when I was old, I died in the hospital bed, and when it came, I forgot how to say a beautiful word, what is this?

But you shouldn't think so much about it now, and you should relax when it's time to relax.

He poured another sip of wine, and the effect of the alcohol made him indulge, and several men punched together, drinking more than anyone else.

Soon after drinking a bottle of wine, he controlled himself, and the effect of alcohol, under the operation of the brain that was awakened to the extreme after the blessing, quickly shrunk.

Since it's a feast, you should be happy, but it's better to be sober.

Don Quixote and Paxson kept punching, and Sandra, Sedron, and Orville each called for another bottle of wine, and drank more than anyone else: the way the man indulged was really hurtful, and the voice on the wine table suddenly became louder, and as for the girls, Cecilia took a sip driven by curiosity, and now lay on his shoulder and giggled, and the other two also took a few sips, and now in the karaoke, Haji stood on the ground, staggering in circles, unsteady on his feet, and fell to the ground.

"It's a crowd of demons. "Although the wizard's power makes alcohol harmless, at this point, it still feels crazy.

In the whole lively restaurant, at other tables, there are also people who are drunk, and everyone is waiting.

A special program that arrives at 0:00 on the 0:00 day.

Coming, coming, "bang!!"

Specially made giant fireworks, a series of flames burst into the sky, once a year.

Several people sobered up all at once.

Enjoy the continuous fireworks that light up half the sky.

Not a bad day, isn't it?