Chapter 1181-The Key to Going Home

ast name Jiang ""something like that. People surnamed Jiang listen to an anyway."hearing this, an Qingyu smiled softly.A moment later, he stood up, patted himself with dust, and walked in the directio...Lin Qi Nights remembers that Gilgamesh told him that fighting could keep him awake.

now it seems that it is not just the battle that can keep him awake. More importantly, pain.

when the memory is tampered with and it is impossible to distinguish between falsehood and reality, pain is the anchor to fix Gilgamesh's consciousness, which can pull him out of the illusory memory and return to reality.

"Gilgamesh." Lin Qi Night murmured, "what just happened"

Gilgamesh rose slowly from the deep hole in the ground, his gray robe covered with dust. He looked down at his hands and his eyes flashed with pain:

"this king." The king has seen the people of Uluk again. "

"the people of Uluk" Lin was stunned for seven nights. "what are they doing"

". Slaughtered. "

Gilgamesh took a deep breath. "Sumerian gods and monsters rushed into the city from all directions, frantically killing Uluk's people. The king was fighting one of the gods, but failed to beat him."

Lin Qi Night turned to look at Sun WuKong.

in Gilgamesh's confused memory, it was the Sumerian gods who fought against him, but in reality, it was Sun WuKong who fought him.

so does his false memory correspond to his real-world actions

Sun WuKong stared at Gilgamesh with complicated eyes for a long time and said faintly, "if you want to fight in the future, you can call me at any time."

when his voice fell, he gave Lin Qi Night a look, turned around and walked out of the courtyard.

Lin Qiye understood what he meant and followed him.

Blakey, holding the harp, meditated for a moment, then turned to Gilgamesh and said earnestly,

"if you want to fight, don't call me. After all, I can't beat you out of ten." But if you want to talk to someone, I'm on call. "

Gilgamesh looked at him silently, with the two leaving figures, a complicated look in his eyes.

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Lin Qi Night and Sun WuKong walked to the second floor of the sick building. The latter glanced at Blakey and Gilgamesh below, and said voluntarily, "his situation is not very good. You may not have much time left."

hearing this, Lin stayed in place for seven nights.

"what do you mean"

"every time I fight with him these days, I can feel that his condition is getting worse and worse. This complete loss of control may be a sign that the existence of outside manipulation of his memory has broken certain boundaries and began to gradually affect his behavior."

"for the first time, after that, he will only lose control more and more times, and his frequency will gradually increase.

if he goes on like this, he will either go crazy because he is completely caught up in memory confusion, or he will start to hurt himself or even commit suicide because he wants to maintain his sanity."

hearing these words, Lin Qiyi's face looked ugly with the naked eye.

Sun WuKong has also thought about what he said, but in his conjecture, the worst-case scenario is that the treatment progress will return to 0% and return to the state that he has just walked out of the ward.

but this time, the situation is a little different.

if someone is really manipulating Gilgamesh's memory in the outside world, the lower limit of deterioration may be far beyond his imagination, or even worse than when he walked out of the ward, and the treatment progress has dropped by 0%, and it is not impossible to become negative.

"I see." Lin Qinight solemnly nodded, "I will find out the root cause of Gilgamesh's disease as soon as possible and erase it."

Sun WuKong nodded slightly. "it's never easy to be able to manipulate the memory of a god." Take care of yourself. "

"mm-hmm."

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Lin Qiyue's consciousness returned from the hospital and immediately sat up from the bed.

he bowed his head for a moment in contemplation, got dressed, walked quickly out of the house, went straight to the door of the memorial and knocked on it.

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"Tut, who is it" In the middle of the night.

A sound came from behind the door, followed by the sound of slippers rubbing against the floor.

squeak.

the door opened and the memorial stood behind the door in a brown fluffy nightgown with a disgruntled face.

after leaving the summer, the memorial restored her hair to silver, hanging dishevelled down to her waist, wearing a pair of round black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and a little more bookish, unlike her who was fiddling with her motorcycle during the day.

"is it you" The memorial glanced at Lin Seven Night and said angrily, "do you know what time it is"

"got it." Lin Qiyi nodded and said seriously, "but I have something important to ask you."

"something important"

Memorial looked into his eyes suspiciously, confirmed that he was not joking, silently wrapped up his fluffy pajamas, turned and walked into the room,

"change your shoes, come in." Don't close the door strictly, leave a crack, otherwise the lonely men and women are in the same room in the middle of the night, who can tell. "

Lin Qi Night put on his slippers with a wry smile and walked into the memorial room.

the warm-colored lights glowed, illuminating a corner of the room. The central desk was covered with all kinds of heavy books, and there were several pieces of wet draft paper scattered on the table, full of complex formulas that Lin Qi-night could not understand.

"introduction to Plasma Physics", "Nuclear Fusion principle", "in-depth study of Atomic trajectories in critical State" …...

"are you still studying so late" Lin Qinight opened his mouth in surprise.

the commemoration walked to the desk and sat down on the chair. Her long silver hair looked like a golden waterfall in the warm light. She took off the round glasses on the bridge of her nose and rubbed the corners of her eyes wearily:

"how can you get stronger if you don't study"

"you are already the human ceiling. How strong do you want to be"

". It's not enough. " The commemoration shook his head slightly and flashed a touch of loneliness in his eyes. "I'm still far away."

Lin Qiye asked inexplicably, "isn't that enough" You want to break through and become a god Even so, there is no need to be in such a hurry. What do you want to do " The

commemoration did not answer. She just rubbed the back of her hand gently. After a long time, she slowly opened her mouth:

"I think. Go home. "

"go home Where is your home "

"my home is where your hospital comes from."

Lin Qi Night's pupils shrank, and he said in shock: "are you from the same place as the mental hospital of the gods"

"otherwise, why do you think I showed up in that hospital and walked through the fog with it" The commemorative body leaned against the back of the chair and sighed, "originally, I fell into this world with it."... "

Lin Qi Night gazed into the eyes of the memorial, and it took him a while to regain his mind. "I see." No wonder your forbidden city is so special and has so many strange talents. "

Memorial smiled, raised the back of his hand, and gazed at the intricate lines intertwined by pixels.

"this is not a forbidden city." In my world, this thing is called a grain, but in the form of power, it is very similar to your forbidden ruins. "

she looked up at Lin Qi Night and said solemnly:

"your hospital is far more magical than you think. It can carry me to this world, and perhaps it can also take me away from here."

Lin Qi Night, you are the key to my going home. "

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