The Spirit World

Chapter 335: Conjecture about the direction of the Imperial Famous Scholars Record [Mei Lang]

【Two days ago】

Mei Lang used a shovel to shovel horse manure into the bucket. He was a little tall, so it looked awkward for him to use the small shovel. He needed to bend over a little and use more force. This was not an easy task. Crouching with low hips for a long time was definitely not an easy task. However, Mei Lang did not seem to be struggling. Instead, he did it very seriously.

He discovered that not every horse had a good temper. In the special stable he was cleaning, there lived a red BMW.

This horse was fierce by nature. When it saw a stranger, it raised its hind legs and kicked hard. If Mei Lang had not escaped the danger because he needed to pour water on the ground to clean it up, the horse's head would have been kicked off.

Mei Lang's action of shoveling horse manure looked funny because of the height difference with the shovel, but in Mei Lang's view, this job that allowed him to get three meals a day from the Shuangma Club was already a blessing in disguise. He had lost his memory and was extremely grateful to be rescued. How could he dare to ask for too much? He just wanted to wait until he was familiar with the knowledge outside the Shuangma Club and had the skills to survive in the wilderness, and then he would be able to leave naturally.

Of course, there is also the courage to leave.

If Huisetu didn't reply and Shuangma would treat him well, he didn't know whether he should leave. Should he leave silently or inform Yue Qingxue before leaving.

Well, Yue Qingxue was definitely hiding something from him, but if she didn't tell him, what else could he do? Being in her Shuangma Club, he naturally had no say at all.

"You are so diligent--" Yingzi held a small cabinet and took out two bowls. Then she took out a wooden spoon from the cabinet and slowly scooped out porridge with tiny shreds of meat from the opening of the small cabinet. There were two full bowls. It was obvious that she took good care of him.

"No... I just want to be more worthy of the big sister's kindness." Mei Lang touched the white sleeves on his hands, squatted down beside the bucket, and washed the dirt off his hands.

Dirt in the stable.

"But I see you're very tired cleaning like this. Do you want to change the shovel? I remember the team leader got new tool fees." Yingzi handed the bowl to Meilang.

Mei Lang brought it over, looked at the thin strips of meat, and took a sip carefully. Yingzi then took out a small jar from the small cabinet, which contained hot sauce made from lettuce.

This is made by Yingzi herself, and almost everyone can eat it.

"It's okay, this shovel will do. It's okay at all. It's just that it seems that the horses don't want to take care of themselves, which makes it very difficult for me. It seems that the horses don't like me." Mei Lang's tone sounded apologetic, and no one knew what he was apologizing for.

"It's okay, just take your time. Horses are very docile animals. As long as you are gentle to them, they will be gentle to you." Yingzi said: "Although they can be naughty sometimes, it's just because they are shy. Horses are like this. As long as you get familiar with them, they will be much better."

Yingzi scooped a cup of hot sauce into Meilang's other bowl. Yingzi said that this thing is not spicy and is very delicious. In her hometown, this kind of hot sauce is everywhere in every household.

"Yeah," Mei Lang nodded: "Thank you for your teaching."

"No, this is not teaching... I just see them every day, and I already know what they are like."

"Is that so? Sister Yingzi is really amazing."

"Okay, no more talking. I'm going to go deliver food to the others."

"Well, walk slowly."

Mei Lang watched Yingzi slowly pick up the small cabinet again. Her hands were not white, and were even as rough as those of the men. Mei Lang drank another bowl of porridge. The shredded pork was marinated with coarse salt, so the whole bowl of porridge was a bit salty and not very tasty, but it was better than nothing. The chili sauce was really delicious, although it was still a bit spicy, but in comparison, the deliciousness was even more prominent.

Yingzi's face is a little chubby, but she is not young anymore, so she has heavy bags under her eyes. Even the spirit of her baby face looks a little too tired.

Mei Lang sighed, but then he sighed again slowly. He was a little surprised. He didn't know why he sighed. He stared at the figure floating past, a little confused.

【Underground Shelter】

"..." Mei Lang was silent, looking at the ants and blood on his hands. He was speechless and really didn't know what to say...

He knew that everyone had his or her own understanding of death, just as everyone had only one organ that could think, and the meaning of its existence was to understand the thoughts of the heavens and the earth about its body.

Whether it is right or wrong, whether it is permitted or immoral, whether it is life or death, it is absolutely different.

Although Anzi said that this was a lie, and that it was just a short story, no matter how I made it up, it didn't matter at all, right? As for the truth of this story, if Xixiao didn't tell it himself, no one would know it.

"Since I said I was lying to you, then it's a lie. There has never been such an old man, and this story has never happened." Anzi shook his head. He was obviously a little scared of Mei Lang. Anzi was also a little embarrassed. He had to say something about the death of a man without a complete body. He didn't know why Mei Lang had such a big reaction.

A person who has just lost his past has a huge deviation in re-understanding the word death. Of course, there are also reasons of his own. The news about Yingzi was told to them by the head of the logistics department, just like a gust of wind hurriedly carrying the news away. After realizing that he was powerless, this gust of wind, except for bitterness, still left nothing.

better than nothing.

Whether death is meaningless or meaningful, for the living, living a good life is the most worthy issue to think about. Everything else is not that important.

Although there may be different opinions on the concept of living a good life, at least we won’t dwell too much on the past, isn’t there a saying?

Let the past be the past.

Besides, no one knows what the world after death is like, although there is always such a legend that people will be divided into good and evil after death, and go to heaven or hell, and good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

Do people who leave for no reason go to heaven or hell?

Or maybe it's something that doesn't exist at all, but it just makes people feel awe.

"Okay..." Mei Lang sighed. She didn't want to say it like this. He wanted to continue asking where she heard this story from, but since An Zi said so, he didn't ask any more.

"Forget it... let's talk about spiritual power... I have a very important video to tell you." Anzi didn't feel happy, but he felt much better. Yingzi's matter seemed a bit too heavy. No matter what, it was all in the past.

Right……

"What's the important thing?" Although Mei Lang's mind was filled with the lingering image of spiky-haired rats slowly devouring human flesh, he still tensed up when Anzi mentioned the important thing.

Is there anything special about his spiritual power? Is the explosion of the test stone a good thing or a bad thing? If it is a good thing, he can naturally practice, and may even be able to practice to a higher level, but if it is not good news, his career as a coachman will be extended indefinitely.

Although this doesn't matter, he still hopes that he can use spiritual power. After all, spiritual power can really bring a lot to people.

Reputation, being a groom, is not a good title at all. Profit, eating only bad food every day, and wearing such coarse cloth clothes, no matter how you think about it, it is not a good thing at all.

Even if he wanted to find out his own life experience, it would be impossible for him to do it just by being a groom.

In a sense, power is something that one absolutely needs, and one needs enough of.

However, power is a very strange thing. No one knows where a person's limit of power is. This is definitely not about being greedy, but many people don't quite understand where the limit of power is.

There is no need to talk about those who pursue such limits of power. For them, pursuing higher limits of power has become a part of life. But for ordinary people, where is the limit of power? Once they have power, should they continue to be farmers, butchers, or businessmen?
Or maybe, occupation has little to do with ability itself.

As long as you are willing, no matter you have strong power or not, just follow your heart and do it without hesitation.

"Your current spiritual power is probably at the level of a top master. Maybe you have even broken through the golden level and reached the level where you can be given a title by famous scholars." An Zi looked at Mei Lang and seemed a little excited when he said this.

"Does it mean that my abilities are very strong now?" Mei Lang looked at his hands. These hands that were different from those of ordinary people might really have something different that gave him completely different powers.

Isn’t that great?
If your strength can reach the gold level, you can be considered a master. If you carry out corresponding training, you may become a real master.

What does a true master look like?
He hadn't seen it yet, so naturally he didn't know, but according to Anzi's statement, a true master would definitely have the title of "Empire Celebrity List".

Even in these war-torn times, the Imperial Register of Famous Men is constantly being updated.

Imperial Records.

title!

Mei Lang looked at An Zi in surprise. An Zi looked at him with a smirk and said, "You thought of that, too? As long as your strength is at the Gold Level, or even above the Gold Level, you will definitely have your own title. Then, as long as your attack characteristics, or the name of your moves, are determined, you will definitely be able to find your original identity. Then, you will definitely be able to leave here!"

"Well! It would be great if that were the case!" Mei Lang clenched his fists excitedly. This idea made his eyes brighten, and then the brightness dimmed again.

"Not necessarily... I don't even know what my moves are right now, and can't the names of the Imperial Celebrities be changed? If I don't remember my moves, no, I definitely don't know the characteristics of my moves, so it seems... basically impossible..."

what……

If only... it were that simple...

However, it's not a waste of joy... As of now, all the results are good. As long as I have spiritual power, everything will be good. It's just that the results are not good enough to make me too happy and stop worrying. But now, at least it's good news.

Really very important.

My spiritual power level is expected to increase in the future, so I will have enough motivation!
"No, no, how is it possible! It's so simple! You will naturally use the characteristics of your own spiritual power, and it's just a matter of elimination. If you have an image of some memory or a spell, you can definitely remember it. I don't know what memory is, but there are cases where people can remember it completely." An Zi was a little happy. He continued: "No matter how bad it is, you can still determine this range! You just need to look for them one by one along the range you have drawn."

An Zi suddenly thought of something, frowned and looked worried.

"No... It's war time now, this method of finding people is indeed not that reliable." Anzi looked at Mei Lang who was somewhat calm. He didn't think that Mei Lang would be very happy, but he was a little uncomfortable with Mei Lang's calmness.

"Well, if that's the case, it's too troublesome."

"No, no, no, don't be discouraged. It is still entirely possible to find your true identity in one go. Compared to your aimless search, this method is much easier."

Anzi knew that this method was not applicable. It was almost impossible for other people to enter the Imperial Celebrity List. It might be too crazy to find himself in the Imperial Celebrity List. Those were all well-known figures! If he could find a title that was fully compatible with Mei Lang's spiritual power characteristics!

Then there is a high probability that he is this person.

Mei Lang also nodded, it was true.

If you really have a title in the Imperial Celebrity Directory, then this method is not too simple.

Although the characteristics of spiritual power are varied, if I can use spiritual power, I can find similar spiritual power characteristics and collect their information one by one, whether any of them are missing, whether any of them have no news, what do they look like...

Genius! In one go! He can narrow down the scope very, very much! Very, very much! He doesn't need to search all over the world! His own memory.

No wonder! When Anzi knew that he was like this, he was so excited! If Yingzi's news hadn't come so suddenly, I'm afraid he would have been out of control.

Mei Lang was surprised at Anzi's wisdom. Had he thought of this situation a long time ago?
If he had thought of this situation earlier, then it would have been entirely their problem if he was crying and laughing while being regarded as a lunatic by others.

But... a new question emerged in Meilang's mind, why is Anzi so kind? Or... could Anzi have a way to stimulate the characteristics of his spiritual power?
If I had known earlier... An Zi wouldn't be able to use spiritual power.

Could it be nothing?

Mei Lang himself was also very excited. Although he felt that the feasibility was not so great, as a method, it did help a lot.

Then there is the Imperial List of Famous Men.

What kind of a list is that?

Where could I be ranked in the Imperial Celebrity List? Although I just wanted to find my memory and my real name, I seemed a little nervous about my ranking in the Imperial Celebrity List.

Is this the anxiety of finding a good way to find memory?

This kind of uneasiness is mixed with excitement.

Meilang looked at the excited Anzi and smiled with relief.

The corners of his mouth were raised, as if he didn't smile often. When he smiled, his sunny smile seemed a little awkward.

(End of this chapter)