When Mo Chen woke up, it was just after nightfall, and when he left the empty beach, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

If he stays any longer, I'm afraid that his wet clothes have already dried.

He stayed on the deserted beach with no lights, naturally not to blow the cold wind there, nor to be afraid of the unfamiliar environment, so that he did not dare to take the first step easily.

It's just that he spent some time carefully combing through his chaotic memories, although he couldn't think of anything more, but at least he was sure that he was not a severe secondary disease.

It's not just that he successfully mobilized the powerful power flowing in his body and released a few techniques that didn't move much, proving that this non-scientific and anti-common sense realm really exists.

It is also because those mysterious knowledge and logical theories are complete and detailed, and they are exhaustive, and even have the research and filing of multiple possibilities. If it is described in words, I am afraid that it will not be able to have millions of words, and it is definitely not something that a second-year teenager can make up when he has an illness.

And it's just a separate program or a separate piece of knowledge.

In his unfathomable knowledge base, there are so many schemes or mystical knowledge that are dangerous just by hearing the name that they are so numerous, countless, that a casual search can pull up a long, dense list.

Some of these projects have already been validated, and are often followed by detailed experimental data and sample records.

There are some that although they have simply set up a project, and it is true that they have specific ideas, they have not yet started experimenting, and they don't know whether they can get through.

Some of them were halfway through and then put on hold and didn't continue, I don't know why.

Basically, Mo Chen can be sure that he was definitely not a simple secondary two disease before, but he was indeed a person full of bad taste.

These extremely precious mysteries seem to me to be just a game after game, although they can all come in handy. However, when he thinks about it, he can always feel a kind of careless leisurely in it.

Because he had a vague intuition that his former self seemed to have a strange illusion that he was almost omnipotent, as if he wanted to achieve a certain result on something, then he could forcibly observe and lock in that future.

But if you don't do it, it's like playing a game, if you just open a modifier and fill up all the levels, skills, and achievements, then the game won't make any sense.

- Just start the game, then start modifying, and then close the game.

There's no meaning anymore, that's what it feels like.

Because in many cases, the fun of the game is not in the final ending, or when all the in-game achievements are completed, but in the process of getting closer to the goal.

That's right, his feeling is that except for a small number of plans that seem to have been promoted by his previous self specifically for some reason, most of the other projects seem to have no fixed purpose.

Of course, it is not entirely accurate to say this, perhaps it should be said that it is like studying a special drug, but because no one can know what it is in advance before the special drug is studied, it is necessary to constantly conduct experiments and screen samples to find a slim possibility from it...... That's right.

After all, it is impossible to accurately study only the correct route, but only to cast a wide net, collect more fish, and choose the best ones, hoping to increase the probability of catching the right fish.

Therefore, it can only be like playing a game, because there is no strategy to see, you can only open a new save again and again, test a new possibility, and see if you can play the route you want to see the ending out.

These large number of archives are the corresponding mysterious knowledge schemes, some have cleared the level, some have only half cleared, and some have just opened a new file.

But these are not too important, what really matters is that Mo Chen now thinks that he may be able to use these things.

Although he doesn't want to admit it, his state is indeed a little bad, and it is only natural that he can recover his ability as soon as possible with the help of the power of his family.

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With waist-high black hair, a slightly antique dress, and a somewhat wet shape, it is naturally easy to attract the attention of pedestrians on the road, and the return rate reaches 100%.

To be honest, this should be considered good, because Mo Chen always felt for no reason that he seemed to be wearing a heavy armor before, but it seemed that he was crushed by the enemy or something during the battle.

As for who the enemy was, he couldn't remember it for the time being, otherwise, he would probably know why he was on the beach, presumably floating on the sea, like a drifting bottle.

I guess I was defeated by the enemy in the middle of the battle, but I was still a little depressed......

He didn't care about the strange gaze of the people around him, but looked at the buildings and scenery around him, and then thought seriously for a moment, and found a more corresponding concept in his mind.

The nineties of the last century?

This should be the United States, right?

Wait, why is the first thought that comes to my mind not the nineties of the twentieth century, but the nineties of the last century? Does this mean that he was originally a person of the 21st century, so the background of the 20th century is the last century for him?

Mo Chen thought about it with such a solemn face, feeling that he had found another key clue.

As mentioned earlier, the human brain has several different memory areas, the memory area is the experience memory area, the knowledge is the meaning memory area, and the stored information is managed separately.

And if the former goes wrong and the latter works properly, then the memory of what has been experienced will be lost, and the meaning of knowledge will be preserved.

If knowledge is an encyclopedia, then memory is a drawing diary, the former can find the definition of various knowledge, such as the meaning of traffic lights, such as the use of mobile phones, and the latter needs to be actually experienced before you can know.

His current situation is that although he knows how to use a mobile phone, he does not know when he bought a mobile phone.

So occasionally some strange thoughts pop up in his mind, but this information is quite fragmented and intermittent, not enough for him to piece together the whole picture, and after thinking about it for a while, he still gives up in a huff.

The place where he was located did not seem to be a big city, but an American town, and it didn't seem to be too crowded, especially at night, when the streets were lonely and deserted.

But it's much better than Hele Town, at least the people walking around the streets are really people, not anything else......

Hey? Wait, what kind of place is Hele Town? Have you been there before?

Looking around, and then lowering his head to look at the wet clothes on his body, Mo Chen made a judgment that the most important thing he needed to do now was not anything else, but to change his clothes.

It's just that he has no money, and the storage compartment is completely empty.

It's impossible to work part-time, but if you don't do it, you won't have the money...... He thought for a moment, and then ruled out casinos, banks, and other places where you could get a lot of money quickly, and how to do it, not because he intended to follow the law, of course, but because—

There are no banks nearby, and you need to have a certain amount of capital before entering the casino.

What is a casino? You can win a hundred dollars with ten dollars, and you can win a hundred thousand dollars with a hundred dollars, or even more...... But the premise is that you must first have those ten dollars as the most basic start-up capital.

Unless it's a direct robbery......

But when it came to grabbing, Mo Chen looked slightly sideways at the end of a street, where a group of thugs gathered in groups of three or five, both white and black, but the latter was the majority.

The men were either holding cigarettes, or putting their hands in their pockets, or wearing sunglasses, or hanging chains...... At first glance, they are not good people, and the street they are on is only these people, and other pedestrians seem to consciously avoid that road.

And despite the distance, he could still conclude that the direction of the eyes of the group of gangster youths was on his side, and they couldn't help but glance at them with a strange meaning.

- Ah, the source of the initial funds has been found!

Mo Chen decisively turned around and walked towards another street, and obviously quickened his pace.

After all, if he didn't act scared at all and walked directly to him, maybe the group of people would be a little unsure of their ideas, and maybe they wouldn't be able to do it.

And he is a very principled person, and he is embarrassed to borrow money from strangers if the other party does not come up to talk to him first, so he needs to give them a little encouragement.

He was very familiar with this kind of thing, like meeting a dog in a strange place-

If you stand still or go straight to the place, acting as if you don't care, then the dog will often not make any movements, and at most bark fiercely.

But if you turn around and run, the dog will think that you are afraid of it, and immediately have confidence and confidence, so it will chase after it frantically and bite it.

Just as Mo Chen expected, after the thugs saw him turn around and leave, they immediately perked up, glanced at each other, and at the same time chased after each other quickly, excited as if they were hunting hyenas.

The men quickly chased them into an alley.

After a dull round of blows and screams of pain, Mo Chen got his initial funds and walked out, nodding with great satisfaction, feeling that this start was not bad.

“……”

“……”

Only a few pedestrians on the street looked at him in astonishment, as if they had not expected such a development at all. By the time the towns' famous thugs chased the outsider into the alley, they had already made up a tragedy.

However, in less than half a minute, the outsider walked out with a calm face, still checking several different wallets in his hand as a matter of course.

How could they not have known what was going on? Despicable outlander!