Chapter 117 Please Remember Me
"You can take this urn with you or leave it here."
Luo Qing looked at Mo Fei and said softly.
Murphy wiped his wet cheeks with his hands. He spoke with a nasal tone: "Stay here. Isn't this the archives?"
"They have been with me for a long time."
"Are there any files on my parents in the archives above ground?"
Luo Qing nodded, "Yes."
"But, this may be a little different from what you think."
"All existing records were left behind, recorded, and written by us who are still alive."
Murphy pursed his lips and nodded slowly.
"I see."
Tang Siyang was already crying. She looked at Luo Qing with tearful eyes: "So this is my mother's urn. Her remains are inside. Can I open it?"
"Of course." Luo Qing looked at her gently, and she half squatted down.
"Your mother's little house is on the next floor. You can take her with you. If you haven't made up your mind yet and you don't have a stable place to live right now, you can keep her here for the time being."
"I don't want it!"
"I want to take it away." Tang Siyang sobbed.
Luo Qing handed the tissue in her hand to the two of them. "That night, the time was too short. Your mother only went to check on you. Seeing that you were frightened, she ran out the window."
"Her abilities haven't been given to you yet."
"I don't need any abilities, she can accompany me, right? It's not that I can just rent a house, settle down here, find a job, and then I don't have to enter the dungeon. I don't need any abilities." Even though his thoughts were confused, Tang Siyang's tone was still firm.
She hugged the urn in front of her tightly.
Murphy looked at Luo Qing:
"Are we children sent to reality?"
There were still tears in Tang Siyang's eyes. Orphan, orphan, she originally had a mother.
Luo Qing rubbed the corners of his eyes and said, "No."
"Aunt Chu Qing, your mother used to be an accountant."
"When I met her, she said I was old enough to be your sister."
"She said that she and her husband don't have any expectations for you. They just hope that you can live a peaceful and stable life, grow up healthy, and be an honest and kind child."
"They say you've always been nosy since you were little, helping old ladies cross the street and giving up your seat on the bus. You wrote about this in your summer diary and got praised by your teacher."
"Some of your classmates didn't believe it and said it must be made up."
"You were so angry that you argued with people and called them to testify."
"But the old lady you supported, or the person who gave up his seat on the bus, they were all strangers you met by chance. You can't find them."
"But you remained steadfast. At such a young age, you imitated lines from a TV drama and said to that classmate, 'If you question me, you should provide evidence, not ask me to prove it.'"
"Whether you believe it or not is not important to me. I do what I want to do. It has nothing to do with others."
Luo Qing couldn't help laughing when she said this, "They said that at that time, you were in the third grade, 10 years old."
"When you were in middle school, your parents were called to school by your homeroom teacher because they suspected you were in a premature relationship. The homeroom teacher said that the girl was a misbehaving student at such a young age. You took the blame, saying that you were the one who seduced her and that it had nothing to do with her."
Tang Siyang couldn't help laughing at this moment, his nose was snotty and his eyes were tearing, and he laughed so hard that a big snot bubble appeared.
"When Mr. Mo and Aunt Chu talked about this, they both said you were responsible despite your young age. Later, they also found out that you didn't have a premature relationship. The girl was young and developed early, and was always harassed by some boys, so you accompanied her to and from school."
"Your father's ability is called 'Words Don't Work,' or more commonly, 'Crow's Mouth.'"
"He said he was a fortune-telling genius, but your mother exposed him as a half-baked self-taught man. His fortune-telling was not accurate at all and it was purely a hobby."
"He said that your horoscope is unlucky with partial seals and mixed with seven killers. You have a weak bond with your parents and can't be an official. But your academics are not bad. You have the God of Food in your body, so you eat well and won't suffer big losses. You will always have unexpected small happiness."
When Luo Qing said this, her eyebrows curved.
"That's all for now. There's still a lot of time to go. I brought you here today. The archives have already prepared a backup file. I'll give it to you when we get up there."
Luo Qing looked at Tang Siyang with an apologetic look, "I'm not very familiar with Xiao Tang's mother. If you're willing, after this period of time has passed and everything has settled down, I think someone will tell you about your mother's past."
She looked at Murphy and said, "Since you don't plan to take the urn away, you can stay here."
"As relatives of unscrupulous martyrs, the archives are open to you 24/7."
"Tang Siyang, I'll take you to the next floor, where your mother lived for five years."
"No need." Murphy shook his head.
He reached for his heart with his right hand, and as soon as he thought about it, the fortune dice would appear in his mind.
His father's name is Mo Jianshan and his mother's name is Chu Qing.
They have been by my side for a long time.
Murphy silently digested what Luo Qing had told him about his past: elementary school, middle school, fortune-telling...
After constant churning in his memory, two hazy figures finally emerged. The appearance of his parents seemed to be filtered, becoming clearer and clearer little by little.
The three of them took the elevator down to the -4 floor.
Tang Siyang saw the same shelf as the one that Mo Fei's parents had.
She stroked the handwritten label on it and looked at Luo Qing cautiously: "This, can I take it away?"
Luo Qing was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."
【T·Island·Stone Vine】
Remains Number: 4461
The Bad Guys: Tang Ting
Departure date: June 18, 2040
Reason for leaving: Blood relatives entered the haunted city
Note: 4461 was recovered by the government that night and will be handed over to the children of the martyrs in the future.
At the same time, the world appears.
Liu Yanran has returned to the headquarters of the Beijing Special Affairs Bureau.
At 9:30 in the morning, the projection of the [Anxi Technology] copy that appeared on the banks of the Songhua River in the main city of Longjiang has disappeared.
It appeared briefly for an hour, as if it had just strayed into this world, or as if it was just a mirage that flashed by by chance.
But whether it was on the real Internet or in the [Rugui] forum, it caused an uproar.
Within this short hour, the Longjiang Special Affairs Bureau and the Military Region launched a rapid mobilization and detected the copy projection in the sky along the Songhua River.
Regardless of the means used, the detection results show that this thing does not exist in reality.
Liu Yanran's face was as gloomy as water. She stood beside several leaders, and in front of her were the bird's-eye views of multiple cities that flashed by quickly.
"Pass."
"Pass."
"Next."
......
"stop!"
"Blur it out, don't get too close," she said.
Twenty seconds later, Liu Yanran nodded in confirmation: "That's it. Where is this?"
"Hengqin District of Haizhu." Someone answered immediately.
"What we saw was Parthian technology, appearing in Longjiang's main city, the northeastern main city."
"The projection seen in the ghost city is in Haizhu again, almost the southernmost location." Someone murmured.
"Report, Sui Yan has returned, reporting that the city projection that appeared in Ghost City has disappeared!"
"It has been confirmed that the projections of the two worlds appear and disappear at the same time."
"So, this unknown phenomenon is mutual. But judging by the behavior of the Ghost City residents, they are reacting to this matter in a known and unexpected way."
"Report to the Commander! [Shang Yan Shang] initiated a private message to our [Shining Red Star] on the Rugui Forum!"
[Business Talk]: It’s online, right?
[Business Talk]: Wait, I logged in with the wrong number.
The forum interface was displayed on a screen in the command room. Several heads gathered together and the atmosphere in the room almost came to a standstill.
"What did he mean by the wrong account? Which of the other accounts we traded with was his?"
"Report! The Jiansheng Forum has been attacked!" A hurried voice sounded.
"No, that's not right."
“It came right in.”
The interface of the official [Jiansheng] forum suddenly appeared on the big screen in the command room.
[Administrator No. 0]: It’s been a long time since I last logged into this account. I’m sorry to have kept you waiting.
[Admin 0]: Due to force majeure, reality and the Uncanny Realm are gradually approaching each other. As the barrier between the worlds approaches, our observations and calculations indicate that projections will appear at irregular intervals daily for the next month, until both sides reach a critical equilibrium. Of course, due to the mirroring nature of both worlds, we cannot rule out the possibility that after a month, projections will permanently reside in each other's skies.
[Administrator No. 0]: In short, the matter is quite sudden and urgent, and I can only contact you in advance in this way.
[Administrator No. 0]: In addition, in the past five years, players who were arrested by us for suspected murder, intentional injury, illegal activities, etc. in the Ghost Domain will be imprisoned in the Ghost Domain. Their identities and abilities will be stripped away in the near future and they will be repatriated. Please ask the Special Affairs Bureau headquarters to make relevant arrangements.
[Admin No. 0]: Why no reply?
[Admin 0]: Why is it a public broadcast and a private chat? I said that the underlying code of this forum must have had a bug.
A moment later, the private chat interface finally popped up for [Administrator No. 1], who had the highest level of forum authority and was controlled by the Special Affairs Bureau headquarters.
[Admin 0]: Can you see this? Can you reply? Haven't you ever fixed this mountain of code?
There was silence in the command room, and the most authoritative leader on the scene was typing on the keyboard.
[Administrator No. 1]: I can see it, but I can't fix it. Regarding the issue of repatriating personnel, we will send someone to contact them. Regarding the issue of the two worlds, could you please clarify further?
[Admin 0]: Shouldn't the action team be in charge? The First Action Team? The Second Action Team? Which team did Zheng Hao join? I'm getting off topic. Someone will be responsible for the specific contact, not me.
The questions asked again by the other party and the information that appeared made everyone's brain capacity explode.
At the signal from her superior, Zheng Hao walked to the computer, typed quickly, and clicked send.
[Administrator No. 1]: I am Zheng Hao, captain of the first action team of the Beijing Special Affairs Bureau headquarters.
[Administrator No. 0]: Ghost Domain Emergency Operations Command Center, formerly the headquarters of the Beijing Special Affairs Bureau, and a student of Li Ling, the acting captain of the Zero Action Team, Shang Wei Yan.
"Who is Li Ling?"
"We still have Team Zero?"
"Yes." The leader stood in front of the computer, looking at the message on the screen with a fierce look in his eyes, and his rough, calloused fingers tapped on the keyboard several times.
In the archives, as Luo Qing walked from the elevator to the ground, Mo Fei could no longer suppress the doubts in his heart.
"Sister, no, should I call you sister?" Murphy smiled with tears in his eyes.
"This weird fucking world didn't just start happening five years ago, did it?"
"Why do we have no memory of our parents before this?"
Luo Qing was silent for a moment. She looked at the names on the wavy wall, organized her words, and then spoke:
"Anyone who enters here will automatically disappear from the memory of the outside world and will be forgotten."
"These are the rules He once gave us."
Staff members in black uniforms appeared, wearing white gloves, and handed two file bags to Mo Fei and Tang Siyang, then saluted deeply.
Mo Fei and Tang Siyang were stunned. They raised their right arms, aligned their fingers, and returned a not-so-standard military salute.
Luo Qing's tone was gloomy. "Before you can access anything related to the Forgotten, the memory shackles will always exist. The memory shackles coexist with the steel seal that blocks consciousness, making it impossible for people to realize it, or even to think about exploring it. They will subconsciously ignore it all."
She raised her eyes and looked towards the entrance of the archives.
Mo Fei and Tang Siyang held their respective file bags, their eyes frozen.
Look back here, before visitors head towards the exit.
Even without looking up, you can clearly see the four huge words just by walking forward - please remember me.
Even if the outside world has long forgotten us.
Please remember me.
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