The next day, when Lu Yan went to school, he remembered that he should ask if the light ball had gained anything yesterday.

"Did you find anything there yesterday?" Lu Yan slept directly last night, and forgot to ask the light ball.

"There's a little bit of a gain, but I still can't remember about the memory." For this, the light sphere is still a little disappointed.

"What's the catch?" If the light ball gets something good, maybe you can still get it out and share the spoils.

"It's kind of useful for you, I'll give it to you later." The ball of light immediately saw through Lu Yan's careful thoughts.

"That's fine." Lu Yan did not feel embarrassed after being seen through, but looked forward to it even more.

After another peaceful day, Lu Yan returned home.

"Show me, what the hell is it?" Lu Yan was curious for a long time, and waited for the ball of light to be taken out.

"Okay." The ball of light took out a jar out of nowhere.

A puddle of red mud poured out of it, with a disgusting fishy smell.

"That's it, I took it from the scene yesterday, it's a pretty useful prop, so I took it away."

I don't want to say anything more, but I just want to take pity on my floor.

Lu Yan observed two seconds of silence for the floor of his home.

"What is this?" Lu Yan looked at the puddle of mud with disgust.

"A kind of stand-in, its appearance can be fabricated at will, and it can be disguised as someone else, but it's a bit dangerous."

The ball of light put the jar back.

"What danger?" Lu Yan still attaches great importance to his own safety, if it is too dangerous, then he has to consider whether to use it.

"If you let it see blood, it could be eaten back." That's how the owner of the previous villa should have died.

"I don't know if this thing is conscious or not, but I guess it is." The ball of light leaned over and poked it twice, but still didn't get any response.

"What kind of backlash?" Lu Yan remembered the scene he saw yesterday, and his heart was a little hairy.

"It's going to be eaten by it, but in terms of the force value of this thing, you two should be fighting five or five times." The ball of light made no secret of his contempt for Lu Yan's force value.

"That's fine." Lu Yan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

"How do you use this thing?" It's a bit disgusting to look at, but it's great if you can use it as your own stand-in.

"You drop a drop of blood on it and let it remember your smell." I don't know where I got the light ball and how to use it, but if I send it for research, I guess the researchers will have to put it aside.

Lu Yan cut his finger with a knife and dripped a drop of blood, and found that he seemed to have a slight connection with it.

"You just have to imagine what you're going to become." The ball of light is constantly guiding the way on the side.

With Lu Yan's imagination, a head grew out of the mess of mud.

Lu Yan stood silently on the side, looking at his head.

Imagine yourself standing in your home and watching a head grow out of the mud on the floor.

Inexplicably a bit of a scary feeling.

"It's useless to just imagine the head, you have to conceive the image of the whole body in your head." The ball of light glanced at it and pointed out Lu Yan's mistake.

It's good that I didn't imagine my sister's appearance, otherwise I might have left a shadow in the future.

It took a few more tries before I finally came up with another wayman.

Lu Yan found that this thing didn't seem to be as easy to use as he imagined.

I can still walk the most basic or something, but if you ask the stand-in to do some complicated things, you can't do it at all.

Lu Yan's control over the stand-in is obviously not as good as his own.

By the way, what should I do with a stand-in?

Of course, I let the stand-in go to school, and I was a salted fish at home.

But it doesn't seem interesting to stay for a long time, let the light ball take you out to play, it must have a way anyway.

"Light ball, is there any prop that can help me teleport, I'll take you around the world." Lu Yan looked at the ball of light and smiled, with a look of ill will.

"Nope." The ball of light decisively rejected Lu Yan.

Don't even think about it, those are my collections.

The ball of light looked at Lu Yan vigilantly, preventing him from thinking badly about his little vault.

"Think about it, you sensed a familiar aura there yesterday and found this prop, right?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Think about it, why it's been so long to feel that way in just one place." Lu Yan induced the ball of light step by step.

"Why?" The ball of light was hooked.

"Because you don't go anywhere, you can't feel it. If you've been to more places, you might feel that way again. Even if you don't have your memories back, you can still collect the things you find. Lu Yan carefully analyzed the pros and cons of the light ball.

"It seems like this." The ball of light was full of hesitation.

Lu Yan took the opportunity to continue: "Maybe you can still get your previous memories back, and maybe there is a way to resurrect them." ”

The ball of light was obviously moved, but he still didn't want to reply to Lu Yan directly.

"Let me think about it."

"Okay, remember to let me know when you've thought about it." Lu Yan's persuasion to himself can be said to be a must-win.

After all, what does an amnesiac person crave most?

It must be a memory!

Anyway, I explained the pros and cons myself, and the rest depends on its thoughts.

Once upon a time, Lu Yan was also a child who was eager for adventure.

It's a pity that the dream came too late and went too fast.

Lu Yan continued to practice controlling the double.

If you want to get a stand-in to go to school instead of you, it will probably take a while.

The current stand-in is like a clumsy doll, full of comedic flair.

It's a pity that Lu Yan doesn't want such a talent, he just wants to quickly exercise his control to facilitate his use of a stand-in.

The ball of light returned to his private little vault, looking at one of the necklaces with reluctance.

I'm sorry, but in order to get my memories back, I had to lend you out first.

Author's words.

Personally, I feel that I can write this thing myself, but when I look at the collection, there are only two or three.

I can't understand why a cool text with the same number of words as mine can have thousands of collections.

I want to tell a serious story, and I want to tell a lot of it.

For example, the origin of the photosphere.

Causes of Reiki revival.

And how did the transcendent items come to be?

The relationship between Lu Yan and the ball of light.

That's what I want to tell you.

But seriously, I have absolutely no idea why it's so bad.

I kindly ask you to write some suggestions in the comment section.

Because I really don't know how to write it down.

If this book is not good, I hope you can help with some advice.