Above the Seven Towers

Chapter 9: Past memories

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Xiao Chen stood in the stone path outside the hall, surrounded by broken and twisted armored warriors, almost unable to discern their original shapes. Less than ten meters in front of him, a thin figure hunched his back, clenched his fists, and stared at him without blinking.

That was Zhou He, the one who killed all the armored warriors by herself. Her figure didn't change much, but the feeling she gave people was that she had changed from a naughty kitten to a man-eating tiger.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but tremble slightly, the sense of danger made him dare not move easily. He stared at her for five minutes, and he tried to call her name a few times, but there was no response. Instead, he was intimidated by her momentum and didn't know how to continue speaking.

At this moment, he heard footsteps behind him. Zhou He let out a low growl and squinted his eyes to look behind him. He had only seen that look on the beasts in the animal world.

Xiao Chen turned around in horror and saw Luo Ling also squeezed out from the crevice and walked towards them.

"What are you doing out here?" Xiao Chen asked angrily.

Luo Ling didn't look at him, but looked at Zhou He with a gentle expression, raised her hands to indicate that it was harmless, and walked slowly towards him.

"I see you're not moving, come and help." She whispered.

"Danger!" Xiao Chen stretched out his arm and stopped her aside. He turned around to look at Zhou He, and seeing that she didn't seem to have any intention of suddenly hurting anyone, he slowly let out a breath.

"Perhaps she is more willing to accept me than you." Luo Ling smiled and called softly, "Zhou He. Do you still recognize me?"

Zhou He seemed to have some reaction this time. She tilted her head, raised her eyebrows, and a confused look appeared on her face.

"I'm Luo Ling, and you're Zhou He." Luo Ling pointed at herself and nodded at her, "Do you remember?"

"Zhou..., Zhou..." Zhou He scratched his face, looked down at his body, then raised his hands and looked at them again and again in confusion.

"Are you hungry? You just spent so much energy, do you want to eat something?" Luo Ling took out two packets of biscuits from her bag and was about to open the packaging, but she saw a shadow flash before her eyes, and the things in her hands disappeared. Only a gust of wind from nowhere blew her hair.

She looked up and saw that the biscuit was indeed in Zhou He's hands.

"Oh my God! What kind of speed is this, Flash?!" Xiao Chen didn't react at all. It was not until Zhou He snatched the biscuits and retreated that he hurriedly stood in front of Luo Ling.

Zhou He ignored them and stuffed the wrapped biscuits directly into her mouth. After chewing for a while, she took the plastic paper out of her mouth, threw it on the ground and stomped on it a few times, as if this transparent thing ruined her wonderful meal. After she finished two packs of biscuits, she stared at Luo Ling's bag with a covetous look and swallowed her saliva.

Luo Ling decisively opened her bag and prepared to take out the remaining food.

Zhou He's eyes sparkled and she grinned, "Eat..., eat..." She said incoherently. Suddenly, she kicked her feet, rushed over quickly, and snatched the bag. She happily sat on the ground holding the bag, and with a pull of her hands, Luo Ling's bag was split into two pieces. She pushed her wallet, keys and cosmetics aside like sweeping away garbage, and grabbed the remaining biscuits and bread. This time she learned her lesson, tore open the plastic wrapping, and began to eat heartily.

When the bag was split in two, Luo Ling's face darkened. "I lost two months' salary..."

"Your bag has been put to good use by being able to temporarily appease Supergirl." Xiao Chen stroked his forehead and said, "But this won't work. She even forgot how to eat the biscuits. After she finishes eating all that, will she still be so quiet?"

"At least she recognized that they were food, and she made progress the second time, which shows that she is rational. And she didn't attack us actively. Her attitude towards us was completely different from that towards those tin cans, which shows that she doesn't think we are a threat. I have a feeling that she is just confused temporarily, and maybe familiar things can evoke her memory." Luo Ling said.

"Familiar things? Aren't these foods familiar? And the clothes we are wearing, these are things she should be familiar with." Xiao Chen asked back.

"No, that's not the case." Luo Ling shook her head. "These things are just necessities of life, and they don't occupy too much space in her heart. Would you have strong emotions about a pack of biscuits? Would you have a deep impression of a shirt? It's best for us to find something that she strongly likes or hates, and trigger her subconscious emotions."

"Emotions... , do I count? She blushed for me just now." Xiao Chen pointed at his nose.

"You are obviously not as important as cookies in her heart. You've called her several times, but she just ignored you." Luo Ling answered mercilessly.

Xiao Chen chuckled, scratched his head and thought for a moment, then said, "Didn't she mention the job at the printing shop? From what she said, she was very dissatisfied with the repetitive life. I guess she hated the job. Do you think she would remember anything when she saw the printed manuscript? I have some printed thesis materials in my schoolbag."

"That makes sense. We can give it a try!" Luo Ling agreed.

The two took Zhou He's package and Xiao Chen's backpack. Xiao Chen took out a few documents from his bag and waved them in front of Zhou He, "Zhou He, look at what this is, do you recognize it?"

However, Zhou He continued to eat by himself, not paying any attention to Xiao Chen.

“It doesn’t work.”

"Wait, give me your documents." Luo Ling took the documents, removed the staples, and then stuffed them all into Zhou He's food package.

She waited until Zhou He finished the food, pointed at the package on the ground and said, "Zhou He, are you still hungry? There is more food here."

The desire for food is indeed engraved in the instinct of animals. Zhou He patted her stomach and felt that she was not full yet, so she jumped to the package. She held the package high, grabbed both sides of the package in the same way, and pulled it hard. With a "squeak", the package fell apart, and the food fell down. Dozens of printed papers were also scattered in the air with the force of tearing, and fell down one after another.

This is... a familiar feeling... Zhou He was attracted by the white papers. She did not pick up the food but stared at them falling to the ground until she was surrounded by black words on the white papers.

Seeing this, Luo Ling immediately asked, "Zhou He, do you remember the days when you worked in a pile of printing paper every day? Do you remember those manuscripts that could never be printed?"

Zhou He's eyes became more and more confused. She shook her head vigorously and waved her hands in front of her eyes as if to shoo away flies, as if trying to drive something disgusting out of her mind.

Luo Ling's voice turned cold, and she continued to ask: "Do you remember that feeling of boredom and depression? Do you remember that uncontrollable feeling of inferiority? Do you remember the envy and jealousy you felt when you looked at those students?"

Xiao Chen frowned and whispered, "How can you say that? It's too disrespectful. Be careful not to anger her."

"For severe cases, we use strong medicine! We are attacking her heart, directly touching her most primitive emotions. Undisguised words are the most powerful! Look! She seems to be somewhat touched."

Zhou He's expression changed, sometimes helpless, sometimes sad, sometimes angry. Her emotions turned into actions, she began to grab the white paper on the ground and tear them into pieces one by one, but the torn pieces of paper were still scattered around her. She tore the paper into pieces, but the pieces of paper on the ground did not decrease at all.

Finally, she got angry and started to roar...

"You are Zhou He, the one who squeezed into the big city from the countryside but can only stay in a printing shop. You have no goals or hope in life! You don't even know where you are going!"

"Ah~~", Zhou He held her head and screamed. She shook her body and shouted in a sharp voice: "Who... am... me? Who... is Zhou He? What... should I do? Where... should I go?"

"You are Zhou He. You are in pain, but we will help you calm down and find yourself. We will help you and stand by you!" Luo Ling said in a gentle tone again.

Zhou He looked in Luo Ling's direction with empty eyes, as if he was looking at her, but also as if he was looking at the endless distance behind her. "I... don't know... I am Zhou He."

"It seems to be effective. She can speak now." Xiao Chen said happily. Although Luo Ling's words were sharp and unpleasant, they seemed to have really touched her heart

Luo Ling slowly stretched out her hand, "You are Zhou He, let us help you."

Zhou He looked at the slender hand with a conflicted expression, but she finally stretched out her hand slowly, "I am Zhou He."

"Yes, you are Zhou He." Luo Ling smiled and was about to hold her hand.

But at this moment, something strange happened. Zhou He let out a loud scream, and a layer of white covered her eyes. Then, white light ignited all over her body, and the white light was like clouds, flowing and surging. Zhou He stepped back step by step, and every time she took a step back, a footprint would crack on the floor. As she walked, she muttered a few strange syllables.

After she retreated four or five steps, she suddenly turned around and ran deeper into the stone path.

"What's going on!" Luo Ling withdrew her hand, at a loss.

"I don't know, let's follow and see!" Xiao Chen said gritting his teeth.

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The two men followed the footprints on the ground and ran nearly a hundred meters along the winding stone road. They came to a small hall. The iron door of the small hall had been knocked to the ground, and Zhou He, like a white torch, was standing in the room with his back to them.

The floor of the room was covered with complex runes, which formed a circle, and Zhou He stood in the middle of the circle. The white airflow on Zhou He's body spread out in all directions and poured into the runes. Just like a dry riverbed moistened by rain, the runes emitted flickering flashes.

In the blink of an eye, the runes turned into dazzling white, and countless rune lights and shadows rose from the ground and gathered around Zhou He, starting from her legs, slowly wrapping her up, eroding her, and disappearing into the air. Thighs, hips, waist, when everything below her chest disappeared, she suddenly looked back and uttered the group of syllables again...

Then, it disappeared into the room along with the white light, leaving only rune grooves all over the floor.

"This is... teleportation? Where did she go?" Xiao Chen whispered.

Luo Ling stared at the dots of white light floating in the space and said, "I seemed to understand what she said. It was that kind of distorted Spanish. She kept saying: teleport..., trial ground..., battle..."