[COD] Newbie's Rise to Power

But the hands covering her face were already soaked with sweat.

Was that really a dream?

Or is it the story that happened in that world after you left?

They, and others, have all forgotten about you, haven't they?

That's fine, that's fine...

After calming down, you and your brother finally arrived at your destination.

To appease your obviously upset mood, your younger brother reluctantly used his own pocket money to buy you a popular mini cake.

Just as you were about to accept the cake he offered with a smile, not wanting him to worry, a man suddenly rushed past you from behind, followed by a woman's panicked scream.

"Robbery!"

You only hesitated for two seconds before taking off after the sprinting figure ahead!

How dare you! In a society governed by the rule of law, you still dare to commit crimes!

Instead of taking the usual route to chase, you took a running start, stepped on the trash can by the wall for leverage, and jumped up like a cheetah, lunging at the man running in front of you!

Upon landing, your knees bend slightly to stabilize your position, and then you reach out and naturally grab the man's wrist that is holding his bag.

By the time the man realized what was happening, it was too late; your fingers had locked him in like iron clamps!

As you twisted and turned, you tripped the man with your foot, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the ground!

The entire sequence of movements was so fluid and graceful that you could almost hear the soft crack of the man's elbow dislocating.

Then, a second before he crashes face down to the ground, you deftly snatch the purse from his hand, use your knee to press against his back, and quickly twist his hands behind his back with your other hand, pinning him down so he can't move!

All of this happened before you even realized it, so when your younger brother caught up with you, exclaiming and admiring in exaggerated ways, you were still a little dazed.

What's going on? How come you're so skilled? Even if the dream is incredibly realistic, your physical condition shouldn't be able to support your actions.

Was it all really a dream?

Next, you accompanied the victim to call the police. The police took the robbery man away, and after the woman thanked you, you and your brother went home.

After sharing the cake, you immediately washed up and went to bed.

Perhaps you exercised a lot today, or perhaps your body hasn't recovered yet, but you feel particularly tired.

So, you drifted off to sleep almost within a minute of your head hitting the pillow.

Then, you see a patch of red...

ch.349: Wang Zhiqiang's Memorandum

On October 30, 2022, Zi Mo, who was just about to pack her things to change dorm rooms, suddenly stared blankly at the square red sachet on her backpack.

What is this?

Why did it hang on his backpack, yet he had no recollection of it?

Was it a good luck charm that his mother got for him?

He sat down on the edge of the bed, holding the sachet between his fingers. The traditional Chinese character for dragon was embroidered very neatly, but the stitches on one side were rough and messy, clearly indicating that it had been patched up later.

What puzzled him even more was that his previous phone broke down. It wouldn't turn on without any damage, and even the SIM card wouldn't work for no apparent reason.

He is now using a new phone number that he applied for at the base. Fortunately, he remembers his family's phone numbers; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to use domestic social media apps, and he wouldn't be able to contact his family either.

He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

It's not just the eerie fear of suddenly discovering something you've never seen before and have no memory of in a familiar environment.

There's also the feeling of powerlessness and unease that comes from losing control over familiar things.

He tried hard to recall the origin of the sachet, why his phone broke, when it broke, and what caused the feeling in his heart that was like a duckweed with no support.

He is a soldier with his own firm beliefs and goals, and he shouldn't be feeling confused.

But when I try to think about these things, my mind goes completely blank, like trying to recall a dream I had years ago, without any clues or leads.

The phone rang suddenly, interrupting his deep thoughts.

Zi Mo picked up his phone and saw a video request from a familiar profile picture. He smiled and clicked to accept.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

On the other end of the video, a dignified and elegant woman smiled and shifted the camera.

"Your grandma misses her beloved grandson!"

Zi Mo immediately added a witty remark to cheer up the elderly person in the video.

Despite his serious and upright appearance, he is actually quite quick-witted in private.

There's a saying that describes Tianjin people: even the most introverted Tianjin people can talk their way out of a play!

After exchanging pleasantries, his grandmother suddenly smiled and asked him:

"My dear grandson, when are we leaving home?"

Upon hearing this, he realized that his grandmother was asking him when he would finish his mission and go home.

His smile suddenly faded: "In a few more months."

His mission is for three years, after which he can return to his homeland to resume his post.

But strangely enough, even though he missed his family terribly, he suddenly felt reluctant to leave.

When his mother heard his reply, her smile widened and her voice became even louder.

"It's time to go home! And bring your partner back with you!"

Zi Mo frowned: "A boyfriend? When did I get a boyfriend?"

That strange, confused feeling has returned!

I have a feeling... he's forgotten a lot of things, or maybe someone used his body to do things he doesn't know about!

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Could he be... suffering from some kind of mental illness, or perhaps a split personality?

But the next second, his mother suddenly paused, muttering to herself in confusion.

Don't you have a boyfriend/girlfriend? I think I do.

Zi Mo frowned with a serious expression, indicating that she was mistaken; he hadn't even held the young lady's hand yet.

In the end, all his mother could do was scold him with exasperation: "You good-for-nothing!"

As they talked, she started suggesting he go on blind dates again, which scared him so much that he quickly hung up the video call.

I can't go on blind dates! If she finds out, she'll want to...

who is she?

This question lingered in his mind and troubled him.

Until a mission three months later.

When he was fighting the enemy in close combat, the enemy's military knife was aimed at him, but he clearly managed to dodge it!

But because the military knife was about to cut through the miscellaneous bag on his side waist, which had a sachet sewn onto it, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed the sharp blade!

Even through the gloves, his palm was still cut by the blade, and blood quickly soaked into the gloves, staining them a dark color.

He immediately tripped the enemy, then broke his arm, seized the saber, and swiftly slit his throat!

But after defeating the enemy, his first reaction was not to check his injured hand, but to look at the sachet to make sure it was not damaged before he relaxed and exhaled.

This experience also made him realize how much he values ​​sachets.

After returning to base, he cleaned himself up, bandaged his injured hand, and then picked up the small bag of miscellaneous items with a sachet sewn inside.

He carefully removed the sachet with a knife and cut open the rough-stitched side of the seal.

Then, a small bundle of black hair was taken out of it.

Clearly, this length is not his own hair, nor is it the hair of his gray-haired grandmother or his mother who likes to dye her hair.

He didn't know whose it was, but the moment he saw it, a dull ache in his heart told him that this thing was very important.

Whether by coincidence or not, his mother sent him a message while he was lost in thought.

It's a video of the mother's disapproving accusations.

[I told you you had a boyfriend; you even posted videos about it yourself!]

Although it was from a year ago, I still managed to find it.

If you're not dating anymore, just say so. What's the point of denying it? I didn't teach you this kind of scumbag behavior!

Faced with her mother's accusations, Zimo didn't watch the video carefully; instead, she clicked on it.

When he saw the girl's smiling face inside, his heart began to pound wildly, screaming with excitement.

The atmosphere and the look in his eyes when he kissed the girl in the video were not the kind of love that could be faked!

He immediately stood up, took out his phone, which had been stored in his storage box for several months, and tentatively charged it.

The sudden brightness of the screen made his heart leap into his throat!

After the computer was turned on, the photos on the screen, as well as the photos, videos, and even his memos, all clearly showed that he did indeed have a forgotten lover.

She's dead, and I don't know whether to be sad or happy.

Baby, have you returned to your own world? Will you still remember us?

You didn't even leave me your name. Were you never planning to leave one in the first place?

My memory is starting to fade; I'm gradually forgetting things about you. Is this some kind of plot device?

Remember this, Wang Zhiqiang! If even you forget her, who will remember her?

Don't forget to bring her home...

The memo contained fragmented information, but it recorded his helplessness at the time.

Tears streamed down my cheeks and dripped onto the phone screen.