I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 907 The Power of Forgetting
"What did your uncle say to you?" Li Luo asked curiously to "Serving the Powerful and Rich".

"He said that he is now lost in a dream, but he found data as a carrier. He asked me to find a way to build him a robot. Once he enters the robot, he can return to reality in the form of a 'mechanical life'..."

Looking at the reply on the electronic screen, Li Luo was completely stunned. This is easy to say, but it is not so easy to do. To build a machine that can carry life data, etc...

"Should we just use the robots from the Terror Force?" Li Luo asked, a light bulb went off in his head.

"That's right." The other party replied quickly.

"However, my uncle doesn't want to come back so early. He wants to stay in the dreamland for a while, so he just asked me to prepare first."

"What else is he going to do in his dream?"

"He said... he wanted to find other lost companions. Since he could return to reality, other companions could definitely return to reality. Although the dream is huge, they can always be found."

Li Luo was a little surprised to see this answer. He didn't expect that this "uncle" had such a grand plan.

"No more talking. I'm going to study the notes left by my uncle. I'll also go to the research institute to look for information later."

"Bow your head and serve the powerful" seemed to be very busy. He said goodbye to Li Luo without saying a few words and logged off in a hurry.

Li Luo was holding the electronic screen, and had not yet recovered from the fact that the other party's uncle had returned.

"The person who disappeared twenty years ago just came back like this?"

It seems like everything happened too coincidentally...

Dream energy leaked, robots attacked the research institute and were destroyed, etc. How were those robots destroyed?

Li Luo's thoughts suddenly paused. She subconsciously felt that these things happened very coherently, but when she thought about it carefully, there were many missing parts.

"It seems like someone came to help us, who is it?"

She suddenly found that she couldn't remember. The man was just an empty outline in her mind, and it was gradually disappearing.

Realizing that something was wrong, she quickly picked up the electronic screen, opened the drawing board, and began to draw the gradually blurry outline in her mind...

After a while, Li Luo looked at the picture on the electronic screen and frowned.

It seemed to be a person whose "head was replaced by a jar". It looked extremely sloppy and outrageous, but Li Luo had painted the person's spirit very clearly with just a few strokes.

Soon, something even more bizarre happened. Just as Li Luo stared at the painting in his hand, trying to recall the man's specific appearance, the frozen painting began to distort.

The brushstrokes on the electronic screen began to fade and blur. White dots gradually occupied the black strokes, slowly devouring the painting and the only remaining impression of the outline in Li Luo's mind.

Seeing this, Li Luo immediately realized that something was making her "forget" her memory of this person.

With quick eyes and hands, she waved the "brush" again and began to supplement the content on the electronic screen. Whenever a place was blurred, she would add a stroke and fill in the blurred white dots with black ink.

The strange power was still eroding her memory and the painting on the electronic screen, but every time Li Luo drew a contour, her memory recovered a little, achieving a balance with the power of forgetfulness.

Wipe and paint at the same time.

Forgetting and remembering at the same time.

Li Luo also took the time to take a few screenshots and captured the content of the painting. Although she didn't know if it would be useful, it would help deepen the impression in her mind.

In this way, Li Luo was in a stalemate with that power for a long time. Her hands began to feel sore, and the brushstrokes of her painting began to deform. The outline on the electronic screen became more and more distorted, and the memory of this person in her mind began to change along with the painting.

"This can't go on any longer."

Using mortal strength to fight against this strange power is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Various methods flashed through Li Luo's mind, and she quickly found a way to deal with it...

"Xiao Zi, come out and help me draw!"

Li Luo pulled out the bracelet, and a purple figure quickly flew out, imitating Li Luo's brushstrokes and drawing on the electronic screen.
Li Luo breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his wrist which was already shaking a little.

Fortunately, we made it in time, Xiao Zi is really useful.

Xiao Zi had no memory of that person. It was just mechanically imitating Li Luo's previous painting behavior. Every stroke it drew was a repetition of Li Luo's actions. Precisely because it was just "repeating", it seemed that the strange power had no effect on it.

Looking at the paintings that kept appearing and blurring on the electronic screen, and Xiao Zi who was writing furiously, Li Luo suddenly realized that the power of forgetting also has its limits.

Now, Li Luo has another bold idea...

"Xiao Zi, don't draw yet. Remember this picture first. When I ask you to draw it later, you can draw it again."

I don’t know if Xiao Zi understood or not, but after Li Luo gave the order, it flew lightly into the air, as if looking for something.

Without Xiao Zi's paintings, the paintings on the electronic screen were constantly disappearing.

At the same time, the outline in Li Luo's mind was gradually distorted and blurred, and finally disappeared completely.

When Li Luo completely forgot, the electronic screen also became blank, and the drawing board seemed to have never moved.

Li Luo suddenly felt dazed and couldn't remember what he was doing just now...

After standing there for a while, she looked up at Xiao Zi in the air.

Although she had forgotten everything, she still remembered the instructions she had given to Xiao Zi.

"Xiao Zi, come on, start drawing."

After hearing the command, Xiao Zi, who was spinning in the air, landed and continued to "create" quickly on the electronic screen.

As Xiao Zi drew strokes one by one, the blurry outline became clear again. At the same time, Li Luo's memory was restored bit by bit.

"It's really okay."

It is really possible to store memories about this person through Xiao Zi.

That kind of power only seems to make people forget, and will not interfere with Xiao Zi's "mechanical behavior".

Xiao Zi's imitation of her was just unconscious repetition, so she would not be affected by that power.

"Okay, Xiao Zi, stop drawing for now. Just draw when I tell you to. Come back." Li Luo gave the order again, and Xiao Zi turned around and returned to Li Luo's wrist.

The painting and the memory disappeared again, and Li Luo was in a trance again.

She rubbed her temples. These few times of going back and forth had tortured her a lot.

Li Luo let out a long sigh and began to organize his thoughts.

Only then did she realize that she had been somewhat inconsiderate.

"What I did just now was a bit too aggressive. Asking Xiao Zi to help with her memory might have affected her as well."

"What exactly is that power's definition of 'memory'?"

After all, memory is a kind of repetition. Xiao Zi's mechanical behavior, in a broad sense, can also be regarded as a kind of memory.

"The paintings on the electronic screen are essentially memories in the form of images, and the memories inside are in the form of data. They are all memories, and Xiao Zi's memories in the form of actions should not be excluded..."

"Could it be..." Li Luo suddenly had an idea: "This power is aimed at a specific target? Am I the specific target? Then what are the conditions for defining a specific target?"

As his thoughts turned, Li Luo turned slightly and looked at Lao Ping who was still in a daze in the distance. He suddenly thought of a possibility:
"The condition is——"

"Humanity?!"

(End of this chapter)