"I ...... ...... exactly"

Mu Yang slowly put down the black sphere in his hand. He stared at the Black Pigeon No. 2 in front of him, as if he had seen a strange fellow.

"That's not right...... Something must have gone wrong...... Let me think about it again......"

Mu Yang found that he couldn't even remember how to use this black ball!

This is definitely not a temporary oblivion. From childhood to adulthood, he remembered every invention he had made by himself, let alone how he used it, even if every part was located, and where to find a replacement in the garbage area if it was broken.

But what about this black sphere?

One second I was thinking that I would be good if I found it, but the next second I completely forgot why I wanted to find it.

No matter how you recall, you can't find the slightest trace of it in the depths of your memory.

It's like an invisible pair of hands, deleting all the information about Black Pigeon No. 2 from his mind.

What happened, Mu Yang already had the answer in his heart. It's just that he subconsciously doesn't want to admit it-

The will of the self is slowly being forgotten.

This is the worst-case scenario. According to one of the conjectures of the telekinesis about the dream world, even if someone is able to wake up in the dream world, with the passage of time, they will gradually begin to forget, forget some small things, forget some important things, forget the people around them, and eventually, all important people and things will leave them and forget their own existence.

Mu Yang hadn't thought about this possibility, but the speed of self-forgetfulness was far faster than he expected. At this pace, I'm afraid I'll forget myself in less than a month.

"My name is Muyang."

"Someone coveted my totem and put a spell on me to keep me to sleep."

"After three months of struggling in the hospital of the worldly, all methods of fighting Eternal Dream have failed."

"Now I'm in a dream, trying to find a way back to the material world."

"Also, a lifelong appointment with Ye Xiao."

Mu Yang began to sort out all the memories in his mind. Fortunately, what I have forgotten so far are some inconsequential little things, and those important people and events are still firmly rooted in my mind.

"It's time to speed up!"

Mu Yang picked up the Black Pigeon No. 2 in his hand and continued to move forward. Instinctively, he felt that his previous self was useful in looking for this iron ball. Anyway, take it with you first.

After taking a few steps forward, Mu Yang suddenly stopped again.

"Wait a minute......

Ye Xiao...... And who? ”

Mu Yang searched his mind to find the owner of the name, but no matter how hard he tried, the only thing he remembered was that before he finally fell asleep, a shallow female voice whispered in his ear: "Don't forget me." ”

It's ridiculous. A moment ago, I promised not to forget each other, but I forgot it just for a little while.

When you forget everything, what will become of you?

……

A group of well-trained uninvited guests arrived at the Third King's Hospital, and without saying a word, went straight to the depths of the hospital. Along the way, the layman tried to stop him, and the man at the head took out a blue and white document from his chest - a concession order, and no layman was allowed to interfere with his official duties.

In the end-of-life area. The wall separating the two worlds slowly rose. In the ward, the sleeping Mu Yang slowly appeared in front of them, defenseless and fragile like a newborn baby.

Someone brought up a photo and compared it with Muyang in front of him.

"Is that him? No. 21735. ”

"Yes, that's not wrong."

"It's a pity that such a good totem rots and dies in a rotten body."

"According to the original plan, the microsurgery was performed immediately and the totem was removed."

Someone put on gloves, someone took out a scalpel, and someone took out a special container for a totem for a while, the "telekinetic cover".

Just as they were about to enter the ward, No. 1 and No. 3, who came out of the observation room, also happened to bump into this group of uninvited guests.

"Hey! That's my patient, what exactly do you want to do to him? ”

Hearing an angry voice coming from behind him, the group of uninvited guests turned their heads, and he saw Number 1 across the corridor striding towards them, taking off his mask and revealing an angry, young and immature face.

"Mortals in the secular area......" the uninvited guest sighed softly.

"What are we going to do? Come closer, I'll tell you. ”

……

After three more days of exploring the dream world, Muyang still found nothing.

The dream world was so vast that he was imprisoned in this vast prison, and no matter how many steps he took forward, he could not touch the boundary.

On the way, every time Mu Yang stopped to rest, he would fiddle with the black iron ball in his hand, trying to find out what it was for.

But what made Mu Yang lost and puzzled was that the surface of this black iron ball was not there any buttons and buttons except for being scarred and rusty, just by rubbing his hands up and down, the black iron ball stood still and did not change.

What did I want to do with this thing that I made in my previous life?

At the same time, oblivion is also like an invisible god of death, chasing Muyang in the land of dreams. No matter how much he repeats his past on the way, or records some important people and events with his pen and mark, he still forgets and forgets. The memory of the material world was leaving him. There was less and less of what was left in his mind.

It's like a glass of water with a hole, constantly leaking outward.

The words and marks that Mu Yang recorded on the paper and on the earth, the moment he forgot it, looked back and found that it had been completely restored, and there was a terrible force in the dream, which did not give him any chance to record.

"At this pace, I'm afraid it won't take more than a month for me to forget all the past. In the end, all that is left of the 'self' is forgotten. ”

"And until now, I still haven't found a 'reference'."

Determined as a shepherd, in the face of this desperate situation, he couldn't help but shake his head slightly and smile bitterly,

"I gave so much to wake up in my dreams. I'm afraid it will still be difficult to escape the calculations of the curse freer! ”

Just when he felt hopeless, suddenly something shaking in the distance caught his eye. He looked up and looked into the distance.

"That's ......"