There are so many places of confusion that instead of wasting time doing useless work here, it is better to go to the market while the battery is still available to look for clues, and maybe you can find something.

The pace of progress was slowed down by the increasingly crowded crowds, but it also gave me time to take a closer look at my surroundings, especially the vendors.

"How's business going?" Not far away, a merchant in a white windbreaker asked the black-clothed merchant next to him while sorting out his goods.

"Hey, don't mention it, the competition is getting more and more fierce, the guys below are really ruthless in collecting taxes, now it's not just the booth tax, every goods have to be paid according to the weight, and they can't afford to pay it."

"Hey...... Who isn't, after this trip, I'm going to go somewhere else to develop. ”

"There are poor people everywhere here, and it doesn't make any money to sell their things, and now everyone who comes here has started to trade in luxury goods, and it is not a small investment to make a lot of money."

"Yes, those people don't let us go down at all, the goods can only be sold at the top, if you want a license, you have to sell things here every year, and ask for money, when will it be a head if it goes on like this, besides, how can this poor place sell for so much money."

"So what can I do, who doesn't want to go down, and sell the last goods with the next head, and catch up with the top four or five times. I really don't understand why we should be restricted, how much is the tax that those guys collect every day? ”

"Shhhh Be quiet! How can this be said here! Everyone knows what that group of people is like, where such high taxes go, they just don't say it, don't they all ......"

"Hey, it's hard to do anything these days......"

When I first came here, I thought it was strange, seeing that the market was so lively, the economy here should be very good, but the buildings in the neighborhood were very simple and dilapidated.

The number of merchants here is indeed very large, but the items they trade are all high-end goods, not to make money, but to obtain a pass to enter the underground Tisbor, and to get this certificate, you must complete the requirements of the Tisball higher-ups, and no one will sell anything to the poor at all.

From the conversation between the two businessmen, it can be heard that the Tisball executives seem to have deliberately increased the difficulty of obtaining certificates and the taxes here, and their intentions are already obvious.

What a chaotic place......

I sighed in my heart and moved my steps again.

The market is not big, but there are many kinds of things, but if you want to sum it up in one sentence, they all have one thing in common, that is, "expensive". Among the various goods I saw were luxury goods, each of which was ridiculously expensive, and there were some beautifully packaged books that my eyes focused on.

Following the flow of people, with the body's eyesight and memory ability, just a glance can clearly remember everything you see, but this circle, no useful information has been obtained, and no relevant memories have been awakened.

After more than two hours of searching for more than two hours in vain, I glanced at the battery level on the screen on my wrist, and had a little more than thirty minutes of activity, and saw that there was nothing more to pay attention to, so I turned and walked towards my temporary residence.

Cher...... Cher......

Just as I tried to think of the name again, the pain of having my soul torn apart began to rise again, and an unbearable pain continued to spread.

I staggered back and forth, but luckily it didn't last long, and it wasn't as violent as the last time, and my patience weakened after a dozen seconds.

Who is this person and why does it hurt so much every time I think about it...... I think it's someone who has a close relationship with me, but I just can't think of it......

Just as I was thinking, a feeling of weakness spread through my consciousness from the inside out, and I hurriedly held my hand against the wall so that I didn't fall to the ground. This is not the first time that this feeling has appeared, a sudden weakness and then a quick disappearance, like some chronic illness.

How can the body of a machine get sick? But this weakness certainly does not come out of nowhere......

I couldn't think of an answer, let alone a solution. If I had to say anything, I would have to put it down to my mental damage.

It's funny, how can a machine have spirit...... Wait, if it's not the physical cause, then there is only one possibility, and that is that there is something wrong with my consciousness, or rather my soul.

I don't know if the concept of the soul exists or not, and my soul is broken, which is why I occasionally feel weak, and the mystery of incomplete memory can be explained.

If you think about it like this...... I couldn't help but gasp in my heart, those fragments of memories could be considered to be the things I experienced in the previous life, in this life I experienced similar but different things, the reason why I came to Tisball must be the last one I should know, and I am afraid that it has a deep relationship with that person's name, otherwise I would not have a headache every time I think about it.

That's what to say...... I've already died once? Is this how the weakness of the soul comes from?

I couldn't believe my bold assumptions, but they were able to fully explain and connect all my doubts.

I suddenly felt a little tired, and the information was so large that I couldn't handle it for a while. It's useless to think about it now, the first goal is to gather more information, there should be something useful for me in the underground city of Tisbor, I have a feeling that I will know the answer when I go below.

After a night of silence, the sun rose, the sand once again shone golden, and the temperature kept climbing, Ode gave me a new battery early, and with an officer leading us off the ground at Tisbol and onto a huge prototype platform.

I knew what it was for the first time I saw it, it was the gateway to the underground Tisball, and the only way to go down. There are three such platforms on the ground, one is an exclusive channel for VIPs, and the other two have a large daily flow of people and are for ordinary people who have a license.

This time, the memory was skewed again, and the woman who was supposed to come to beg did not appear in the impression, and the soldier in charge of leading the way was not the Crewe he saw yesterday. I also tried to find the pattern of memory bias, and even tried to find the reason behind it, but there was nothing.

With a mechanical sound of the joystick, the platform we were on slowly sank, and the sun-drenched sand was gradually replaced by cold rock, and it wasn't long before it was pitch black.

This sinking lasted for about three minutes, and as a beam of neon light swept across our vision, the sleepless underground city of Tisball was fully revealed.

Because of my previous memories, I wasn't so surprised, but Ou Ya next to me opened his mouth slightly, his eyes widened, and Ou De showed an obsessive look.

"Welcome to the underground city of Tisboor, which never sleeps, and may you have a pleasant trip." I don't know when, the platform has reached the ground, and the soldier who led the way gave Ode a standard military salute and stepped aside.

"How's that, isn't it shocking, this underground city is the real Tisboor, completely built by the latest technology, it seems that this time it can open the eyes of small things." Oude said to Ouya with a smile.

"Who's the little thing!" Ouya raised his hand and slapped Ou De behind his back, "Stinky brother, you know how to bully me!" Ignore you! With that, he pursed his lips and didn't look away.

"Okay, I won't bully you, I'm wrong." Oude said helplessly.

"No, you have to make it up to me!"

"How do you compensate, what do you want?"

"Then, let's go to the most expensive restaurant here, or I won't forgive you."

"Damn, you're going to rob!" Hearing such an unreasonable request, Oude couldn't even help but burst into foul language, and at the same time couldn't help but regret his words. I knew that it would cost such a big price, so I wouldn't have provoked this little ancestor.

"I said, is there no other way to compensate......" Oude seemed to still have a glimmer of hope, and asked Ouya in a low voice.

"Nope!" However, the reply was a complete negative, and for the first time Oude understood what it was like to cry without tears.

In the laughter of the two, it didn't take long to arrive at our residence, which was still the house in the residential area of the southern shopping street, Oude took Ouya to the front of the house, glanced at the watch in his hand, and said to me: "It's still early, so J7, you can go to the city for a while, record the scenery of different places everywhere, and come back before two o'clock." ”

As he spoke, Oude took a folded map, which I took and looked at before putting it in storage. In order to escape the scorching heat, the time to enter the underground Tisball was very early, and it was just over 10 o'clock, so long time was enough time to complete some plans.

Judging from the map, I plan to go to the city library first, and I remember doing the same last time.

It didn't take long for me to come to the vicinity of the urban library, the familiar gear-shaped plaza and the magnificent punk buildings, and I didn't stop for a long time before I went straight inside the library.

The shelves in the library are neatly arranged, each about two stories high, and you don't think much of it from the outside, but when you come in, you can feel how open the space is.

There was another moment of mental trance, and the vision in front of me blurred for a moment before returning to normal.

I shook my head, I'm afraid this state of soul damage is worse than I thought, and I don't know if it will get worse.

Following the guidance of my memory, I quickly found the bookshelf where I had found the clue the last time I was here, but I didn't know exactly what I would find here.

Just as I was about to step forward, suddenly, a dark red figure walked by.

It was a robot, a dark red robot, because it was facing away from me, so I couldn't see the front, and it was too rare for a robot to appear here, because most machines didn't have the ability to read, so it was rare to see a robot in the library.

But now I'm not focused on that, it's what the robot is holding in his hand. It was a torn book, only half of it, with yellowed pages and slight damage, and it was clearly the note I was looking for, called "Black Dead Stories"!

What's going on, if it's a coincidence, I guess no one will believe it, could it be that there are people who have the same experience as me who are looking for this notebook?