Weak in affinity talent? Female ghosts are eager to give hints.

"Holy crap..."

"Why is this world forgotten..."

"Is that so?"

"..."

An Lan stood there for a long time without daring to move.

He was terrified that those giants would slap him to death!

Can...

After waiting for a very long time without any movement from the giants, An Lan finally became certain that these guys couldn't move!

He hesitated, walking along the windowsill, wanting to jump onto the person's hand on the hospital bed. But he found himself unable to leave the windowsill, as if he were sealed there by space!

"Hello!"

"Binbin! Where are you?!"

An Lan tried to shout something to her surroundings, and the sound echoed, but she didn't see any trace of Song Bin.

"Depend on!"

"Clatter!"

Shining a flashlight into the room doesn't produce any reaction at all!

"Buzz—"

But suddenly!

When darkness reached the windowsill, a dark, shadowy calendar appeared.

The calendar shows the date as "March 2nd".

Below the calendar, in smaller print, is written "8 days left".

"Oh?"

"This is?!"

The handwriting in the small print, "[8 days remaining]", matched the one on An Lan's shoulder bag. After a moment's hesitation, An Lan took out the "Pen of the Past" and forcibly changed the "2" in "March 2nd" to "10"!

"Buzz!"

moment!

The weather outside the window changed from a hazy white to a bright, cloudless sky.

A small crack was also opened at the windowsill to the outside.

"hiss..."

"What does this mean?"

"You mean?"

"Can we leave on the 10th?"

An Lan doesn't understand!

But right now, the only way out is through that crack in the window.

An Lan quickly walked towards the crack, and the sunlight outside suddenly became dazzling and dazzling.

After a moment of unfocused gaze, he found himself in the lobby of a hospital. The lobby was surrounded by tall, imposing figures in white, with cold and strange expressions.

After standing there for a while to make sure they wouldn't move, An Lan began searching for clues.

There was a sliver of light at the registration desk in the lobby, through which one could vaguely see the scene in the ward.

As expected, heading there will lead back to the [hospital ward].

At the entrance to the hall, a point of light flickered, vaguely revealing a street scene...

"so..."

"What does this mean?"

"I remember I didn't come to the hospital very often when I was a child, right?"

"but..."

"What the hell is this fear of those medical personnel?!"

"..."

An Lan could feel that she subconsciously felt fear towards the towering figures of the medical staff!

perhaps?

It's precisely because of fear!

Is that why the doctors here are unusually tall?

Thinking this, An Lan shone the flashlight around, but still found no clues, so she walked towards the light at the exit of the hall.

"Buzz—"

"Woof!"

"Woof woof woof!"

"Woof woof woof!"

I had just come out when I heard a dog barking.

An Lan squinted to take a closer look.

What street?

He left the hospital, but instead of arriving at a main street, he found himself in a huge doghouse! Inside the doghouse, a huge, dark-skinned dog was barking wildly at the sky!

There seems to be a key hanging around the dog's neck.

"Woof woof woof—"

The barking of the dog made An Lan's eardrums ache.

An Lan only glanced at it briefly before spotting a light at the edge of the doghouse and immediately crawled over!

"Buzz—"

this time!

The outline of a street came into view.

An Lan's body shape has also returned to normal.

He turned to look around. Behind him was the entrance to a hospital, with a sign that read "Zhi De Hospital." Next to the hospital, a sewer manhole was also shimmering with light.

There were actually four patterns marked on the spot of light.

A man wielding a sword, a robot holding a gun, a fairy holding an umbrella, a scholar holding a test tube?

"no..."

"What does all this mean?"

An Lan was stunned!

If you try to touch those points of light directly, there is absolutely no response.

If you try clicking on those four icons, they sometimes light up and sometimes don't!

"..."

"What are all these?"

I walked out of the hospital in a daze. One road stretched into the darkness and into the distance, while the other was a winding road that seemed to lead towards a rainy scene!

An Lan walked towards the dark road. At the end of the road, there was only a large hand reaching into the darkness, as if asking for something.

An Lan didn't dare to provoke it, and quickly retreated before heading towards the rainy path.

The further you go into the road, the more piles of garbage you can see on both sides.

There are three small houses made of cardboard in the garbage dump.

There were even signs at the entrances of the three houses!

[Weapon Shop]

[Pharmacy].

【***】...

"ha?"

"What the hell is this?!"

When An Lan arrived at the entrance of the weapon shop, she was even more surprised by the "people" inside!

Do not!

That's not a human!

Instead, it's a small green model figure!

This person was also holding a toy gun...

At first glance, isn't this just a miniature fighting figure that you played with as a kid for 5 cents, which came with a bag of snacks?

An Lan remembers it very clearly!

These miniature figures include some lying down shooting, some standing, and some looking into the distance through binoculars!

This was a sales tactic used at the time!

A small model and a small snack are sold together for "5 cents".

Surprisingly, it was very popular with the children!

An Lan, Tang Wei, and Song Bin spent a lot of money to collect all sorts of little figures to use in battle!

Can...

Why is this little guy here?

"you..."

"You can speak?!"

An Lan asked in surprise, and the little figure immediately turned around, "You're the one who can't talk!"

"Holy crap!"

"You're quite the talker!"

"boring!"

"But... how did you end up in the [Forgotten World]?!"

"Forgotten? This is a weapons shop! The most popular weapons shop in the world! Do you want to buy weapons? If not, get out of here right now!"

"..."

An Lan never imagined that one day she would be scolded by a little toy person.

He blinked, glancing curiously into the cardboard box: "What kind of weapons do you have here?"

"joke!"

"The sharpest sword!"

Do you understand?!

The miniature figure pointed to the merchandise behind it.

An Lan looked over!

Good guy!

It was a plastic model weapon that you could only get by drawing a number in a lottery when you were a kid, costing 5 cents!

There are things like the Fangtian Halberd and the Green Dragon Crescent Blade!

They have everything!

The most memorable one was a slender sword among them.

like...

What was it called again, the Rainbow Sword?

Ok?

Why myself...

How would they know these things?

"Get lost! Don't look if you're not buying!"

"..."

After being reprimanded again, An Lan pouted and asked, "Then how much did you sell that sword for?"

"joke!"

"The sharpest sword was priceless back then!"

"ha?"

"Then what's the point of selling it?"

"Mind your own business!"

"What do you earn money for?"

"It's none of your business!"

"Are you closed? Do you take a break?"

"Open 24 hours!"

"I'm not that pig next door!"

"..."

An Lan was speechless.

What is all this about?

He turned around and looked at the medicine shop next door.

Ok!

The store manager of this shop is even more outrageous!

A pink piggy bank?!

Wardfa?!

"this..."

An Lan was completely bewildered!

The comments section erupted with discussion!

Holy crap! Why do I feel like I'm watching myself as a child?

[Upstairs! I feel the same way! Why? Isn't this some forgotten world?]

【Yes! That makes sense! Have you forgotten everything from your childhood? Do you remember where you hid all those cards you painstakingly collected?】

[Holy crap! So, does that mean An Lan is currently experiencing someone's forgotten childhood?]

【...】

Amidst the discussions in the live chat, An Lan had already headed towards the [Potion Shop].

Hey! Hello there!

"Hehehe—"

"Want to take a look at this potion? It's specially made for fighting the Demon King!"

Before An Lan could ask anything, the "piggy bank" grunted and greeted her.

"Potion?"

"The Demon King?"

"You guys..."

"Does a demon king really exist?"

"Where is it gone? This is a magical continent...legend has it that it is protected by four heroes!"

"Well..."

What do you sell?

An Lan looked inside.

"Hehehe...See? See!"

[Speed ​​Potion: 10,000 Gold Coins], [Strength Potion: 10,000 Gold Coins], [Coca-Cola (Bottled): 1 Yuan].

"etc?"

"Coca Cola?"

"One dollar?!"

An Lan even wondered if she had seen something wrong.

No?

Aren't you using a lot of medicine here?

Why is Coca-Cola suddenly appearing?

"Hehehe..."

"This is the most expensive one I have..."

"These are drinks left behind by four brave warriors! Do you...do you have one dollar? If you do, I'll sell them to you!"

"Uh...no..."

"Alright then...you can go! I'm going to continue my fight with that idiot next door!"

The "piggy bank pig" grunted a few times and then ignored An Lan.

An Lan shook her head: "How long have you been here?"

"Really, you don't need to rest for a single day?"

"Hehehe..."

"Don't listen to his bragging!"

"I sleep during the day, and he rests on weekends!"

"Oh, this..."

Shaking his head helplessly, An Lan continued forward.

Directly in front of these two houses, there is a small house made of cardboard boxes.

The outline of this house resembles the shape of a home.

But at this moment!

The door to the room was tightly shut, and no matter how much An Lan knocked, it wouldn't open.

At the doorway of the house, there was a frog holding an umbrella, standing motionless.

"Holy crap!"

"A jumping frog?!"

An Lan wiped her eyes.

The frog holding the umbrella isn't actually a frog, but rather a toy frog we used to have as kids, which would jump when wound up. Its dark blue-green color scheme suggests that almost everyone had one when they were young.

"Croak—"

The frog glanced at An Lan, then held up its umbrella without saying a word.

"Hello?"

"Moshi Moshi?"

"..."

No matter how I greeted it, it didn't respond.

Nothing.

An Lan had no choice but to bypass it and continue deeper into this path!

At the end of the road stood a small tower made of paper.

At the entrance of the tower stood a skeleton soldier, holding a 2B pencil in his hand, talking and laughing with Song Bin!

"ha?!"

"Song Bin?!"

What are you doing here?!

"Holy crap!"

"An Lan! You're not dead!"

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes!

"I...I fell out of the refrigerator and ended up in a hospital..."

"I found my way here after much searching!"

"And you?"

"I?"

"I landed right here!"

"You know what, this place is actually quite fun!"

Song Bin joked, pointing to the skeleton soldier next to him: "Did you see that? This looks like the little figure that came with the 5-cent pack of Devil's Gum back in the day, right?"

"He actually came back to life!"

"How dare you!"

"I am—the skeletal king of the raging demons of the night!"

"Swordsman Song Bin, although you are very strong, you have no right to insult me ​​by calling me a villain!"

"I am a warrior of honor!"

"Since the four heroes left, we have been guarding the Hero's Tower! Protecting the secrets they left behind!"

As the two sighed, they were surprised to find that the skeleton holding the "2B pencil" was actually unhappy.

The pencil in his hand was pointed directly at Song Bin!

"Oh?"

"The Skeleton King?"

"You dare challenge this sword immortal?!"

Song Bin's face darkened, and he immediately adopted a mysterious and inscrutable expression, taking a few steps back.

"I do not harm those who are unarmed!"

"Swordsman Song Bin, since we've had such a pleasant conversation!"

"I promise you'll take back your weapons and fight me again!"

The skeleton raised his "2B" pencil, and Song Bin clasped his hands in a fist salute as he approached An Lan's side!

"You..."

An Lan was speechless!

What did Song Bin just say to this skull?

Why are they calling him "Swordsman Song Bin" all the time?

Is this some kind of cringey, chuunibyou thing?

"Hahaha..."

"I bragged to him for a while!"

"I remember now, when I was a kid, didn't I often pick up tree branches and act like a chuunibyou swordsman?"

"Uh...is there?"

"I don't remember!"

"Forget it! Now's not the time to talk about this... Look, that tower behind that guy, how are we going to get in?"

An Lan stared intently at the paper tower behind the skeleton, her eyes flickering.

The fact that this place is guarded by skeletons suggests that there's some secret involved!

"You've come to the right person!"

"Don't let that skeleton's toy appearance fool you, it's surprisingly strong..."

"If you ask me..."

"Let's look for another way out..."

"Another way out?"

"Where else can we get out of here? Any other way out..."

"etc!"

As if something had occurred to her, An Lan's lips twitched: "Come with me!"

"OK!"

The two jogged back along the route they had taken...

A shocking discovery!

The door to the house where the umbrella-holding frog was... was opened!!!