Chapter 765: The Death of Evelyn
The forest wind blows, and the colorful flowers sway gently.
"What place is this?" Zheng Fei rubbed his temples and sat up from the flower field. He looked around with a slightly confused look in his eyes.
Lowering his head, his body looked like that of a child.
"MOSS?" he shouted tentatively.
"Researcher Zheng Fei, I'm here." MOSS's voice sounded from Zheng Fei's mind. "After observation, you may have encountered a common time-travel situation in novels. I am trying to get in touch with the coalition government."
Time travel? Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows.
Interesting.
He didn't panic too much because MOSS was with him.
And before he traveled through time, the coalition government had already developed the technology to spread signals across the universe.
"Is there a signal here?" he asked.
MOSS replied without hesitation: "There is a signal, but it is very weak and communication cannot be established."
Zheng Fei was certain.
"As long as there is a signal, the signal power will become stronger and stronger. Sooner or later, we will be able to contact the coalition government." Zheng Fei said softly.
"Your emotions are very stable," MOSS said.
Zheng Fei nodded slightly: "How can you do scientific research without a big heart? Besides, aren't you still here?"
"MOSS will do its best to ensure your safety." MOSS paused, "During the time travel, we seem to have merged at the consciousness level, and my database and I have become one with you."
Zheng Fei nodded: "No wonder your voice came from my head. Will this be harmful to me?"
"Not for the time being. If I find any signs, I will notify you in time." MOSS replied.
"Alan!" A voice shouted not far away, sounding very kind.
Zheng Fei blinked: "MOSS, do you think he is calling me?"
"Insufficient information, but rough judgment, the possibility is more than 60%." MOSS replied.
Zheng Fei nodded and said nothing.
He waited silently.
After a while, a kind old man came out from behind the tree. He saw Zheng Fei sitting in the flower field and smiled and said, "Alan, why are you sitting here alone?"
Japanese? Zheng Fei pursed his lips.
"What's wrong, are you in a bad mood?" The old man walked to him.
Zheng Fei remained silent as he thought about the words in his mind.
"Alan?" The old man noticed that the little boy in front of him was a little strange.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know you." Zheng Fei whispered.
"Haha!" The old man smiled heartily, "It turns out that Allen is playing a game with me."
Zheng Fei shook his head and said solemnly: "I really don't know you. To be precise, I don't remember anything. I don't even know who I am or why I am here."
"I'm serious."
Zheng Fei emphasized his tone.
He speculated that the old man in front of him might be a relative of his body.
The old man gradually frowned and said thoughtfully: "Is this so? It's really a strange thing, but I have seen many strange things, so it's not unacceptable."
"Do you remember that your name is Allen?" He stared into Zheng Fei's eyes.
Zheng Fei shook his head: "I don't remember anything."
"My name is Haita. I adopted you from the orphanage five years ago and am now your adoptive father." The old man paused. "If you don't mind, can you come back with me and let me do a check-up on you?" "
"Maybe I can restore your memory."
Haita said.
Zheng Fei hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He had observed his body before Haita came. He was wearing a simple white robe. Although there was no decoration, the robe felt very comfortable and was very neat.
He is also in good health.
This shows that the original owner of this body was well taken care of.
Although he was not sure that the old man in front of him who called himself Haita was the adoptive father of his body, his body was just that of a child.
It made perfect sense for the family to be nearby and come out to look for him after noticing he was missing.
Haita took Zheng Fei's hand.
They walked through the flower fields and behind the woods to an exquisite house.
"Goddess magic that cures amnesia."
Haita put his left hand on a black book with "Holy Scripture" written on it, and placed his right hand on Zheng Fei's head.
He looked pious, and his palms emitted a soft white light.
Zheng Fei blinked and thought, could this be a magical world?
"Researcher Zheng Fei." MOSS's voice sounded from the bottom of Zheng Fei's heart, "Some memories that do not belong to you have appeared in your consciousness. I have summarized them and will now quickly show them to you in the form of a movie."
After the voice fell, Zheng Fei's expression froze.
Many lights and shadows appeared in front of his eyes. When these lights and shadows dissipated, he already had a rough idea of what this body had experienced.
He was the illegitimate son of a nobleman and was abandoned at birth.
The director of the orphanage picked him up and raised him until he was three years old. Then Haita adopted him. He is now six years old.
".I remembered." Zheng Fei whispered.
Haita put down the "Sacred Scripture" and laughed loudly: "Just remember it. Praise the goddess."
"Grandpa Haita, I want to learn magic." Zheng Fei raised his head with firm eyes.
From the light and shadow just now, he saw that the humans in this world possess psychic technology called magic.
As a researcher, he was instinctively interested.
"Magic?" Haita smiled, "Why do you want to learn magic?"
Zheng Fei answered without hesitation: "I want to master more knowledge and explore the essence of the world."
Haita was stunned for two seconds.
"Little Alan actually has such a lofty ambition."
"But learning magic requires talent. I'll give you a magic book. You take it back and take a look. If you are still interested, I will ask the teacher to teach you magic."
"Just happened to learn with Feilun."
Feilun-a little face with a little baby fat appeared in Zheng Fei's mind.
That is also an orphan adopted by Haita. He has a good talent for magic and has been learning since last year.
After that, Haita took a book from the bookshelf.
"If there are words you don't understand, you can bring it back and ask me. If you don't want to learn, put the book back on the bookshelf."
His tone was very kind.
Zheng Fei nodded, stretched out his hands to hold the book, said goodbye to Haita, and went into his small room in his memory.
"Magic is the power of imagination?"
The book was all in Japanese, but with the help of MOSS, Zheng Fei read it effortlessly.
With the careful thinking of a scientific researcher, he roughly understood the meaning of the book.
"Knowing the principle, can you use magic to construct it?"
Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows.
He is not an ordinary researcher. He has participated in many scientific research projects on warships and led the development of some weapons projects.
Looking at the dense text on the magic book, he suddenly had a bold idea. (End of this chapter)