Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Chapter 37 [Newcomer! From Egypt after World War I]

into the night.

The train is still running without stopping for a moment.

It was around three in the morning, when people were feeling very sleepy and sleeping soundly.

A figure quietly appeared in front of Uncle Ming's box.

"They are all sleeping soundly." Yang An put his hands in his pockets and thought to himself when he heard the snoring in the box.

He followed Uncle Ming here in the afternoon and used his [Stealth] talent to hide himself.

This talent is very strange. Others can see him and even avoid him.

But it won't leave any impression related to him.

Although it is not invisible, Yang An feels that it is better than invisibility. Unfortunately, he doesn't know if it can fool the surveillance camera.

Fortunately, there is no such thing as surveillance on trains these days.

Yang An bypassed Peter, who was diligently guarding the door and sleeping on the table.

Seeing him, a strong and sturdy man curled up on the small table, Yang An shook his head and said, "Poor kid, let me help you relieve your pain!"
As Yang An pointed slightly with his fingertips, a faint green light illuminated the corners of Yang An's upturned mouth, looking very creepy.

"Avada Obliviate!"

A stream of light hit Peter's body.

Unfortunately, the first attempt to cast a spell without a wand was not successful.

Yang An was not discouraged. He had enough magic power. Although casting spells without a wand was difficult, he would succeed as long as he tried and practiced more.

So, my turn continues!
"Once you forget everything is empty. Once you forget everything is empty. Once you forget everything is empty!"

It wasn't until the fourth time that Yang An finally succeeded in erasing the identities of his group from Peter's mind.

Poor Peter, he will probably have a headache for a while when he wakes up tomorrow.

So this is what it feels like to delete and modify memories.

Yang An was surprised.

Whether it is "Forget Everything" or "Captivate the Mind", they actually have something in common, which is to enter the spiritual world of people.

If you can master the spell of Oblivion, you can also master the spell of Requiem.

Subsequently.

Yang An opened the door of the box.

No lights required.

Yang An glanced across the box. Inside were Uncle Ming and his mistress, and on the second floor were Ah Xiang and assistant Ah Dong.

They all slept soundly.

wrong.

Wait, he seemed to see someone sleeping with eyes open!
Oh, I'm awake!
Yang An glanced at Ah Xiang, then shifted his gaze back and found that she was actually awake.

A pair of black eyes with panic stared at the carriage door that opened and closed. She was holding a book in her arms.
Ah Xiang just felt a chill and woke up.

But she couldn't find Yang An standing there, or rather, even if she found him, in her impression there was no one in this place.

Just when Ah Xiang was about to speak tremblingly to wake up Uncle Ming.

Damn it!

Yang An took a step forward and covered the girl's mouth.

Now she was even more frightened and began to struggle.

"Collapse!"

Fortunately, Yang An used a coma spell to make Ah Xiang fall into a baby-like sleep.

Why is this girl such a light sleeper?

If it was Adong who woke up instead of A Xiang, Yang Anke would not be so gentle.

But as a beautiful girl, and also his fan, she must have some privileges.

Ah Xiang rolled her eyes and fell asleep.

Yang An took the opportunity to use Oblivion and discovered that this girl did have some potential for extraordinary powers and her spiritual world was very vast, different from that of ordinary people.

It's just a minor inconvenience though.

Yang An quickly modified her memory and moved the autograph incident forward, changing it to say that she received the book by attending Yang An's fan autograph session.

In addition, a drop of blood split out from Yang An's fingertips.

I was a little hesitant about whether to feed it to the other person.

After all, this girl is the first person Yang An has ever seen who has the potential to become extraordinary, and she is worth investing in.

Half an hour later, Yang An had returned to his box.

As soon as I opened the door of the private room, I could hear the deafening snoring of Fatty and Hu Bayi.

"Hoo~ho~!"

It's like a symphony, sometimes high and sometimes low.

Shirley Yang sat on the left bunk, leaning against the wall of the carriage, with her legs crossed, and a battery-powered night light next to her was emitting a dim glow.

Looking quietly at the book in hand.

It is the original English version of Thoreau's "Walden", as thick as a brick.

"What's the matter? Is there any trouble?" Shirley Yang raised her eyes and glanced at Yang An and asked softly.

It seems that she can't sleep, and she doesn't need to sleep that long. Three hours are enough.

"It's okay, I got something good."

Yang An pulled out the map box that had been cast with the copy spell and smiled at his sister.

"Did you get it from Uncle Ming?" Shirley Yang was very smart and guessed the truth immediately.

"Well, they won't remember meeting us." Yang An nodded, his face normal. He still parasitized Ah Xiang. After all, he finally met a good seedling.

Moreover, this girl probably doesn’t have very good luck, as she often goes to tombs with Uncle Ming.

There will always be a day when her life is in danger. This is actually helping her. It's a mutual benefit.

Shirley Yang did not ask any more questions. She knew that something miraculous must have happened to her brother, which made her put down the thick book on her lap.

Move aside.

Yang An walked over and sat down casually, and Shirley Yang helped him fix his hair as usual.

"Thank you for your hard work. Actually, Hu Bayi and the others can go with me."

Yang An yawned, then immediately shut up.

Fuck! He's such a fat bastard.

Yang Anguang asked the fat man to wash his feet and change his socks, but he forgot to throw away the fat man's smelly high-top boots.

Now she pinched her nose, kicked the fat man's shoes out of the door, and said in a muffled voice: "What are you talking about? I'm worried about letting you be with two older young men."

Shirley Yang rolled her eyes at Yang An, concentrating on helping her brother comb his hair without saying anything.

Just as Yang An was yawning and feeling drowsy.

"That little girl is quite pretty."

"Ok?"

Yang An opened his eyes hazily and slowly typed a question mark.

"It's okay, I'll sleep with you." Shirley Yang thought of her brother's 'chaotic' private life and how there was never a shortage of women throwing themselves at him, so she said unhappily.

Yang An shrugged. Blame it on his charisma.

As Yang An closed his eyes, he fell into a baby-like dream.

Soon, he arrived at the Soul Hall.

The other clones were also here. Yang An stretched his neck and sat down.

He was just wondering why the Soul Hall took the initiative to pull him in before he took the initiative.

As a result, a figure was found walking in from the main door of the hall and looking around.

When he saw the figure sitting at the round table.

Consciousness connected, memory shared.

good news!
There was one more world that Yang An traveled through, and the number of times he could use his [Split] and [Parasite] talents also increased to six.

really not bad.

The world that Yang An traveled to is still unclear. The current time is the fifth year after the end of World War I.

He traveled through time as a businessman who came to Egypt to do business.

So this world may have something to do with Egypt?
Yang An received news recently.

It is said that a team of archaeologists from Britain are preparing to search for the legendary city of the dead - Hamunaptra.

Legend has it that countless treasures are buried there.

This reminded Yang An of a famous movie, The Mummy, also known as The Mummy.

Among them, whether it is the love between the high priest Imhotep and Ansuna, or the later Scorpion King, and the third part, the Resurrection of Qin Shi Huang starring Li Jie Lian, they were all considered good films at the time.

Could it be that I have arrived in this world?
(End of this chapter)