Charles sat back on the stool, thought for a few seconds, and then began to look through the diary he had written before.
"May 3, 809
I didn't expect to see Tuba again in 068. He said he would be back in a long time. I hope so. This exploration was perfect. I have never had such a safe exploration. Even the way out was very smooth. "
"May 12, 809
Everything is normal in the Gobi Desert, and there is still no danger. The journey is a bit long. In order to shorten the distance, we can consider building a forward supply station in the middle. "
"May 17, 809
Today we encountered another exploration ship. After a brief conversation, we found out that their captain and first mate had died during the exploration. Now the second mate is at the helm. With the captain dead, I guess this exploration team will be disbanded when they return. But then again, the Narwhal should indeed find another second mate. "
"May 19, 809
How can we put the darkness back? Can't we use the mirror box to put it back like the sunlight before? This is a question. Now that we have found the darkness, we should put the next goal on the agenda. Maybe we can let the Relics Research Institute of Hope Island start researching it. "
"May 30, 809
Finally we are back at the Pit Fortress. Everyone is so excited about the clues we found that their excitement almost blew the roof off the Explorers' Society."
Charles quickly checked his diary and found nothing wrong. "What's going on? There shouldn't be anything wrong with my memory, otherwise Anna should have noticed it just now. Am I being paranoid again?"
Charles went over all the details carefully in his mind, but found nothing unusual.
This feeling is very strange. If I have to make a metaphor, it's like sneezing but never coming out. Every time you try to sneeze, you quickly retract it.
"Is this world fake now? Is it another illusion?" Charles took out a chainsaw and slashed his arm hard.
Bright red blood dripped from Charles' elbow to the ground. He closed his eyes, feeling that this pain was obviously different from the past hallucinations.
"Mr. Charles, what are you doing? Do you want me to ask the ship's doctor to come over?" Lily and a group of colorful mice huddled outside the door, carefully looking at Charles who was behaving abnormally.
"It's okay, nothing." Charles quickly ended today's diary, closed it and put it in the drawer.
"Are you really okay? You looked like a madman just now, talking to yourself and cutting yourself."
Charles walked over and flicked her furry little head with his finger. "Why are you running here so late? Don't forget that you have to set out again tomorrow."
"I... I came here to find something to chew my teeth on. Besides, mice are different from humans. Mice don't need to sleep for so long." Lily rubbed her forehead with her little paws and ran away quickly with the mice.
Charles put aside his doubts and walked towards the bed. He closed his eyes and emptied his mind, but he couldn't fall asleep.
Whenever he felt a little sleepy, that strange feeling would come to his mind again.
"Click~" The pocket watch was opened. Charles looked at the time. It was already one o'clock in the morning. If he didn't sleep, it would affect his trip the next day.
"What the hell is going on? What happened to me?"
He threw back the quilt and rushed to Linda's residence. After a careful examination, Linda said she was not sick.
"Are you sure? I just feel like something is wrong."
"Maybe. This feeling keeps me from sleeping right now. Is there any way to relieve it?" Charles, a little annoyed, rubbed his face with his hands.
Six black triangular capsules were stuffed into Charles' hands. "These are sleeping pills. You will definitely fall asleep after taking them. I will let Odrick carry you onto the ship tomorrow."
Charles looked at the bald woman in front of him, and without saying a word, he reached out and took the capsule.
Linda's medicine was very effective. When mixed with liquor, Charles fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.
After an unknown amount of time, Charles entered into a dream state in a daze. It was difficult for him to explain clearly what he saw, but the feeling became stronger and stronger.
Charles on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and he suddenly realized what was wrong! !
The effect of the drug was still there, and his head was dizzy, but Charles could no longer care about that. He quickly took out his diary again.
Charles turned the paper over and quickly compared it with his memory. This time, he discovered something unusual. The diary entries were all his notes, and they were all in Chinese characters.
But the handwriting was so new that after quickly turning the pages, Charles found that it was all written on the same day, from the day he escaped from that strange city to today.
The past diaries were erased and false diaries were written.
"It's impossible for someone to imitate my handwriting. No one in the entire Earthsea should be able to read it except Anna and me, unless... it's Anna? But why?"
Charles had a lot of thoughts in his mind at once, and he tapped on the portrait of Shining with his fingers.
No matter why she did this, she must have her reasons, but Charles didn't like to make random guesses, he wanted to ask her in person.
"What? Why did you call me here so late at night when you're not sleeping? Do you want to practice?"
"Have you modified my memory?" Charles asked directly with a serious expression.
Anna blinked. "You noticed it again? You shouldn't have noticed it."
"What exactly happened? Why did you modify my memory? Did something happen to me after I left that city?"
Anna walked over with a cat-like step and jumped onto the table in front of her. "Do you believe me? Or do you believe yourself? If you believe both, then don't ask me."
"What kind of danger did they encounter? Did an important crew member die? Are the Dark Coordinates fake?"
Bad guesses came out of Charles' mouth one after another.
Anna sighed helplessly, reached out and picked up the diary, flipped through it quickly and said, "This is your handwriting, and you agreed to the changes in your memory at the time."
"I also agreed to delete my memory in the past?!" Charles's face changed. He had thought about a lot of things before, but he never expected that his memory would be modified and he would have a part in it.
(End of this chapter)