You and me under the world tree

He seemed to be looking around, but the auxiliary glasses kept recording You Yue's expression changes with the high-speed camera.

Before, although he used a teasing tone, judging from his expression, he was serious.

Because he didn't think Hodder would bring back a 'girlfriend' when he went out.

That said, he was unaware that Hodder seemed to have an online girlfriend.

At the same time, he was also quickly typing messages on the phone, and the receiver on the other side was Dietrich.

Hod: Do you remember the Game Expo last July?The one in Copenhagen.

Then, the girl quickly texted back.

Dietrich: No impression, I didn't go.

The woman's response has always been so clean and neat, but this can be regarded as a positive answer to why You Le didn't know about it.

After all, if Hodder had really met Dietrich at that time, he felt that he should have such an idea of ​​showing off.

At least, You Le, who was also in Denmark at the time, would at least know about it.

But in this way, Hodder couldn't confirm another thing.

Thinking of this, his eyes behind the auxiliary glasses narrowed involuntarily.

"In short, you should rest early today, and don't forget the dinner tomorrow morning."

There was obviously a hint of an order to drive away guests in these words, and the other three animals were obviously very clear about this.

So at this moment, Guo Dalu nodded.

"Well, it's really getting late, I have to go back to my restaurant."

"Then we'll see you tomorrow?"

"Well, see you tomorrow."

Then, after Guo Dalu left, You Le also returned to the living room.

He started to clean up the dishes.

In fact, carrying the suitcase, he could indeed leave with Guo Dalu, but he still stayed, not because of anything else, but because Mu Si and Huo De had tidied up the small room transformed from a storage room for him.

He couldn't ignore the good intentions of these people. After all, at that time, no one knew that Dalu had just opened a restaurant and owned his own land and house without saying a word.

"Old Mu, you should also tidy up your things. If you are fast, we can carry the luggage one after another after the dinner party tomorrow."

"Yeah." He gestured OK to Hodby, and he also returned to his room.

And in this single room, Hodder was the only one left in the end.

"call……"

After confirming that they had all left completely, Huo De let go of the hand he had been holding tightly.

There, the black sawdust just fell to the ground.

At the same time, the rune emitting a glow like flame dissipated into the air.

Since then, the sudden burnt smell has disappeared.

"magic……"

Staring at the scattered ashes, Hodder couldn't help narrowing his eyes at last.

Speaking of which, why have I never thought about drawing these runes in reality after playing this game for so long?

Could it be that I have passed the period of the second illness?

Or, did I already know something?

Thinking of this, Hodder couldn't help but reach out and stroke his head.

In the final analysis, why is my memory missing, and what did I forget!

"By the way, notes..."

Chapter 25: I'm starting to believe

For Hodder, thinking alone would never lead to any reliable conclusions.

Because 'inference' is just 'inference' after all, the same goes for conjecture.

He is not a great detective, he is definitely not able to do that kind of rigorous and logical one-way reasoning.

So what can be done is to find evidence to prove its real existence.

But now, for Huo De, the most important thing is the 'Strategy Notes' mentioned by Muth unintentionally.

Although Huo De has no memory of this aspect, or even the slightest impression, but since Mu Si said that there is, then theoretically it should exist.

But in the end, he found nothing.

Hodder spent a lot of time turning the already chaotic room upside down again, but found nothing in the end.

He even dug out his childhood diary that he had sealed up and treated as black history.

When I was young, the old teacher in the orphanage once said that if there is something gloomy in my heart but no one tells it, then it is better to write it in a diary.

However, this kind of diary is not for others to read or publish.

Even, at the end of the diary, you don’t even need to attach your name and fixed weather, and sometimes you don’t even need the date.

Because it's just a way of venting, and sometimes it's more of a reminder of what's going on.

The so-called diary, the biggest function of this kind of thing is to give yourself memories.

As for publishing something, that is of course after death.

Generally speaking, a diary, which is extremely private, does not pay attention to any literary style, because its purpose itself is to record.

Moreover, it is generally after the death of the person concerned that such private texts want to be published.

And generally only those great contemporary writers will have such treatment. The reason why their diaries are published is to allow future generations to better understand these people.

When you get in touch with the talented side shown in their literary works, you can also get in touch with their souls that are unique to ordinary people.

They often don't care about their own image, because at their level, they no longer care about fame.

The publication of the diary has never been for the image of some writers, but for their personalities regardless of their identities, nothing more.

If someone is willing to understand them, then they will also regard these lovely readers as friends.

As for those who published so-called diaries during their lifetime, they even talked about literary creation without talking about authenticity.

Then, apart from doubting his own utilitarianism and capital drive, there is no other reason.

After all, if you really want to talk about it, no serious person will publish his diary.

What's more, some things are still hearsay stuff, do you rely on the radio to receive information when you leave the gate?

As for Hodder's own diary, the records in this kind of thing are naturally related to his childhood.

There is hilarity in it, it's true.

There's bitterness and gloom in it, too, it's true.

However, Huo De didn't want to read these texts related to his childhood after flipping through them a little.

This is not because of the lingering shame in my heart or any other reason, but there is no need to continue to read.

That diary ends one day after high school.

After all, at that time, the orphanage was demolished and nominally merged with another orphanage.

Although it was reorganized in name, the place Hodder knew and those people were gone.

Not to mention the old dean and old teachers.

It was also from that time that Hodder began to follow the formal process and began to receive fixed subsidies when he was under the age.

After that, when I arrived at the university, I ran around the formalities...

After that, he moved into the student dormitory, but when he was in high school, Huo De was inserted in the middle after all. To the student dormitories that had already formed a small group, he was an outsider.

They may not have any pure malice towards people like Hodder, but it is not easy to blend in.

In fact, it was at that time that Hodder actually gave up keeping a diary.

"Tsk."

Just flipping through the old diary, Huo De casually flipped it to the end, and there were obviously more than a dozen pages left.

At the same time, the page with the text on it recorded his expectations for the future.

I'm going to report to the university tomorrow, I hope something good will happen...

Just a short sentence of written records that contains expectations, in terms of words, there is indeed a sense of beauty.

It can be seen that the owner of this diary should have worked hard on writing.

But it's not enough.

This diary can't explain anything.

"Tsk..."

Looking at the pile of study-related notebooks in front of him, Hodder finally gritted his teeth.

He found a lot of notebooks, but he couldn't find the strategy notes that Muth had mentioned.

Could it be that old Mu is lying to him all the time?

No, it's impossible, there's no reason for that.

Finally, he couldn't help turning his eyes to his passport and the invitation letter again.

I don't remember the existence of strategy notes at all, and I even 'forgot' that I have been habitually writing strategies by hand, and finally entered them into the device and posted them on the Internet.

However, because he has always kept a text backup on the computer, he couldn't find it for a while.

There doesn't seem to be a way to lock down a specific date based on that alone, but what about when the document was modified?

Every time the document is saved and changed, the modification time will be left, so can we find some clues from there?

Thinking of this, Hodder couldn't help but cast his gaze on the game cabin.

At this moment, there was such an inexplicable fear in his heart.

Because before that, he had already proved to himself the existence of some kind of supernatural power with practical actions: magic.

Before, he used a knife to carve runes on the wooden board, and then the wooden board was reduced to ashes.

After realizing that the burnt smell was coming out, he had to open the window again, and then described the breeze magic that should be effective in his memory, so that people who came in would mistakenly think it was coming from the outside.

He's done it all.

In other words, theoretically speaking, the magic in "Nine Realms" was brought to reality by him after all.

So here comes the question, as the source, what kind of existence is the game "Nine Realms" and its development company "Yuktrazil Company"?

What is the plot in those games?

No, speaking of these, why did my memory change quietly?

"It sucks."

Huo De didn't like being interfered by others, let alone having his memory changed quietly. This kind of thing can be said to be terrible.

But at this moment, he had to calm down.

"Old Huo!"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door, Lao Mu's voice.

"I'm going to bed first, you should go to bed earlier, you'll oversleep tomorrow morning."

"okay."

Responding to the roommates outside, Huo De took out his mobile phone, and then casually sent a message to Dietrich.

It didn't go into too much detail, just one sentence.

Hod: I'm starting to believe it.

Staring at the text on the chat software, the girl on the other end showed no expression.