Only a big brain can become a god

Su Chen walked silently on the streets of the island country. Now his memory has gradually blurred, and he can't remember many things. About what he did, what he did, who he met, all have been submerged in his memory In the depths of the long river, the current him is like a puppet.

The weather in Hokkaido has already turned cold, and it is not an exaggeration to call it winter.

Seeing the white snow falling from the sky, Su Chen felt a little familiar.

It has been two months since he came to this place, this Hokkaido.

Hokkaido in October has already started to snow, which made Su Chen, who was still in China's jet lag, very unaccustomed.

"Why did I come to the island country?"

Su Chen can't remember exactly what he came here for, it seems to be for some college, but what is the name of this college?

Su Chen frowned, and found that he couldn't remember anything. He felt very troubled. He knew very well that his memory was missing a link, but he didn't know where it was missing, and where he should make up for it. This feeling is really bad.

"Why does this happen?"

Su Chen muttered to himself, and at the same time kept rubbing the ring on his finger.

This ring seems to be just a silver ring, which has been staying on his finger recently, but he doesn't quite remember how it got there.

In his memory, it seems that a woman handed it to him, but he can't remember exactly what this woman looks like. This woman seems to be quite cold, but sometimes she is surprisingly easy to talk to.

However, he always felt that this woman had an ordinary relationship with him, so why did this woman give him her ring?
The ring looked almost free of wear and tear, and it could be seen that the owner of the ring was really caring for the ring. It must have been given to her by someone important.

Su Chen rubbed the ring funnyly, feeling a little helpless for a moment.

Important people!
It seems that since his sister died, he didn't seem to have met any important people, so his heart has always been empty, as if he had been poached alive, and he didn't like this feeling very much.

The cold snowflakes fell on his face, and Su Chen felt a bone-chilling chill, but for some reason, he seemed to be used to this feeling, as if he had been getting along with people like this before, getting along with a cold person.

However, something still seems to be missing.

Su Chen looked blankly at the people coming and going around, always feeling as if something was pressing on his heart, trying to think of something, but in the end he found that he couldn't remember anything.

What the hell is wrong with him?
However, during this period of time, he has improved a lot. After waking up every morning, he can feel that his mind is clearing up. Many things that made him extremely distressed have now slowly disappeared. Now he is better than before. It's a lot easier.

I still remember a month ago, when he woke up every day, the people and things that came to mind, and the feeling that he didn't like, how embarrassed he was like this, he It really shouldn't be that the supernatural being, known as the Vulcan, has such an embarrassing side.

Su Chen laughed at himself from the bottom of his heart, but this state is much better now, because many things have been cleared out of his brain, and he, Su Chen, doesn't need to remember those emotions.

Even though, he doesn't quite remember what those emotions were at the beginning.

what is it then?

How did you feel when you woke up every morning?Are you upset?Still uneasy?Or... sad?
Thinking of this, Su Chen sneered naturally, how could he have such feelings?sad?Who is he grieving?He, Su Chen, is always alone, how could he be sad?

However, there is still a little discomfort.

Su Chen was walking aimlessly on the streets of Hokkaido, looking at the young couples passing by, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if, a little envious?

Seeing the island girl looking at his boyfriend adoringly, and gently brushing the snowflakes off his head, why would he be envious?
This kind of feeling should not be right?
Su Chen found that he couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it immediately.

He took a deep breath, and the coldness in the air turned the breath into reality and appeared in front of Su Chen. Looking at the white mist, Su Chen felt that he should go back to the hotel as soon as possible.

As for the other things, forget it, let's not think about it.

Back at the hotel trembling, he couldn't help laughing when he saw the hotel owner lying on his rocking chair and reading today's morning newspaper.

"Mr. Yoshihara, are you still reading the newspaper?" Su Chen took off his shoes, put on his socks and stepped on the heated floor, and suddenly felt himself alive again.

Sure enough, I will need to take a hot bath later. I don't know if there is a hot bath now.

Mr. Yoshihara is an old man in his sixties. At this moment, he is wearing a pair of presbyopic glasses and reading the newspaper in his hand. He is so engrossed that Su Chen recalled that he used to lie on TV and watch the Terman himself.

Perhaps, he should visit the filming location of Altman to relive his childhood.

When Mr. Yoshihara heard someone calling him, he finally raised his head from the newspaper, and he smiled and looked at Su Chen, "Oh, boy from Huaxia, you are back, it's so cold today, I told you not to go out, hurry up now Warm up."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to the heater by his feet.

Su Chen nodded, moved closer to the old gentleman, looked at the newspaper in the old gentleman's hand curiously, and asked, "What does Mr. Yoshihara read every day? I always feel very serious and absorbed."

Mr. Yoshihara slowly opened the next newspaper and said: "Look at some news from the past. I don't read some things repeatedly. I, an old man, have long forgotten it. But now you young people don't like to read newspapers, do you?" After all, newspapers are a product of our age, you young people are all obsessed with the online world, it’s better to use newspapers, which can record everything, unlike those things on the Internet, which will disappear if you say nothing.”

The old man spoke very slowly, Su Chen listened carefully, and when he heard the old man criticize him for liking to use his mobile phone, he couldn't help but blush.

He is obviously a young man in his 20s, but he is easily blushed by the old man.

"However, let me tell you, fire boy, aren't you a fire-type power user? Why don't you use your fire power to warm up?"

After the old man said this, Su Chen remembered that he was still a fire-type supernatural being, and couldn't help feeling even more ashamed.

Now his memory is so bad that he doesn't even remember his supernatural powers. He can obviously use supernatural powers to warm up his body, but he should have forgotten it. It's really wrong.

Seeing the appearance of the young man, the old man laughed twice. Su Chen looked at the old man suspiciously, and asked curiously: "How does the old man know that I am a fire-type supernatural power? I don't seem to have said it?"

Su Chen's own memory is not very good, how could he still have room to tell others about himself?He now feels that he can wake up every day, which is already very good, remember things?Forget it, let him go.

The old man raised his finger unsteadily, pointed to a page of the news, and said quietly, "Isn't this you?"

Su Chen looked over suspiciously, and immediately opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

What's this?Why is he here?

The big words on the news came straight into his eyes. He couldn't believe it, but they did exist.

"Shock!Huaxia's six rounds of high combat effectiveness show up in Slusk, what are they doing! "

What exactly is this?