Super Dimensional Wizard

"What's your name? You must have some impression of it, right?" Angel said.

"What's your name? I must have some impression of it!" the man repeated cheerfully, and after finishing speaking, he was still looking forward to the compliment with a cheerful expression.

"Don't imitate me. Have you really forgotten, or are you pretending to be stupid with me?" Angel looked helpless.

"Don't imitate me. Have you really forgotten, or are you just pretending to be stupid?" The man repeated Angel's words without hesitation.

And not a single word was left behind.

Angel rubbed his forehead. He had studied Chinese and Western medicine with Jon for a while. But traditional Chinese medicine is too mysterious, and he studied more about trauma dispensing. He also dabbled in some modern Western medicine, but in fact most of it was surgical theory.

He knew that most of the symptoms of amnesia were psychogenic amnesia, and some were mechanical and dissociative amnesia. Except for mechanical injuries, other types of amnesia basically involve the brain turning on self-protection and actively forgetting memories that cause severe psychological trauma to the patient.

Angel can't see the condition of the man's brain now. Even if he could see it, it would be difficult for him to make a diagnosis due to the variability and complexity of the brain. After all, his medical studies are basically at a general level, and his head is full of theories and pathology. But the actual operation is basically zero.

However, judging from medical experience, when the man saw Pocrates being exterminated, his brain may have activated its own protection, allowing him to forget those memories that may cause secondary psychological trauma. Of course, this is just Angel's inference based on common sense. Whether this is the specific reason will be discussed separately.

What he can do now is to determine whether the man has partial amnesia, selective amnesia, or total amnesia.

While Angel was grilling meat, he started chatting hard with the man.

"How do you feel now?" Angel first used ambiguous language to test the man's understanding of himself.

The man repeated blankly: "How do you feel now?"

"Do you remember Pocrates?" Angel changed the way of asking, instead of asking "who am I", but "where do I come from", using Pocrates to open and pry the other party's memory box .

The man's eyes looked like he was begging for praise: "Do you remember Pocrates!"

Originally, Angel wanted to ask "Where will I go?" But among the three major questions in life, the first two were unsolvable, let alone the third.

Angel thought for a while, then lightly snapped his fingers——

With a clear crack of knuckles, the man's eyes blurred for a moment. When he opened his eyes, he suddenly found that his surroundings had changed. The boy who was in front of him just now disappeared, and he appeared in a snowy field... There was heavy snow in the sky, but he was naked.

There was panic in the man's eyes, and he kept looking around, as if he was looking for someone.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and the man was getting colder and colder, shivering constantly. At this time, he followed his instinct and returned to the hunter's cabin. Although there will be no snow inside the cabin, the temperature is still very low.

The man was shivering from the cold. At this moment, he saw a mink velvet coat on the bed. There was a little doubt in his eyes, and he was stunned. Before he could react, he took the coat first. Wrapped around the body.

The temperature seemed to have returned, and the man immediately rushed out of the hut, looking around blankly.

At this moment, the man's eyes became hazy again. When he came to his senses, the heavy snow in the sky was gone, the mink velvet coat on his body was gone, and he was naked again.

While he was confused, a strong wind blew from the forest.

The wind picked up rotten leaves and dust, which made the man confused. He subconsciously reached out to block his eyes to prevent any more sand from blowing into his eyes.

Suddenly, a thick black cloud passed through the hazy sky. Unexpectedly, a bolt of lightning struck the trees in the distance and ignited a raging flame. Looking at the flames in the distance, the man had a hint of fear in his eyes.

Meanwhile, a heavy downpour fell. The man was soaked in the rain and his head was spinning around. He did not see the boy who had talked to him before, nor did he see the hunter's cabin.

The only thing he could see within his visual range was a closed umbrella. But the man finally ignored the umbrella and squatted in the shade of a tree, shivering.

Just as the man looked helplessly, Angel appeared.

The man's eyes burst with surprise, and he happily rushed into the rain and came to Angel.

The man opened and closed his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. Instead, there was some confusion in his eyes. What did he want to do when he opened his mouth?

Seeing this, Angel sighed slightly, picked up the umbrella from the ground and handed it to the man.

The man holding the umbrella still looked confused and stood there in a daze, doing nothing.

Angel shook his head and snapped his fingers again.

In an instant, all the heavy rain and mountain fires around him, including the umbrella, all disappeared. They returned to the mountain forest with the rising sun in the early morning, and returned to the hunter's cabin.

Angel was still squatting on the ground handling the barbecue, and Toby was also flying carefree in the sky, as if everything before had never happened.

The man didn't have the slightest doubt and looked at Angel with a smile.

There is no doubt that the snow and heavy rain that the man experienced previously were all illusions set up by Angel. From this illusion, Angel basically judged the man's memory impairment.

His episodic memory function must have been impaired, as he could not recall any past events.

Furthermore, the man may not even have complete program memory function. The so-called program memory is simply common sense. In heavy snow, men consciously avoid snow and cold. This is human nature's instinct to seek good fortune and avoid harm.

But in heavy rain, he doesn't know how to use an umbrella. This is common sense.

It would make sense to say that he had never seen an umbrella and could not use one, but Angel had seen an umbrella in Pocrates, and almost every household had an umbrella. Although Angel doesn’t understand, why does the inner earth need an umbrella?

Common sense has also disappeared, which means that the procedural memory is damaged, but fortunately, the instinct has not disappeared, and the procedural memory is not damaged to the worst extent.

In addition, the man's verbal memory seems to be intact, but in fact, his verbal logic ability is also gone.

Now Angel can draw a conclusion for the man——

"You didn't lose your memory, you became a fool!"

Of course, "idiot" is Angel's angry word, but the real meaning is that the man is now like a blank slate, a simple baby who is babbling. What it will ultimately become remains to be seen.

Maybe he is really a fool and can't teach him no matter how hard he teaches. Maybe he will regain knowledge, re-establish three views, and become a brand new person. But this new personality is still not the same person as before. This is another philosophical question.

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Fortunately, men's instinct to eat, drink, poop, and sleep is not lacking yet. He would eat whatever Angel gave him. Not feeling full, he looked at Angel eagerly.

After eating and drinking enough, Angel was ready to continue his journey.

As for...this man.

Angel thought for a long time and finally took it with him. Needless to say, we know what will happen to a person who has lost his memory and damaged common sense in the deep mountains and forests.

Angel sighed helplessly along the way.

He originally expected this man to help him solve his doubts, but he didn't expect that he would become a sluggish person. Angel secretly planned to get rid of the oil bottle when he found a human settlement.

While on the road, Angel was not idle and continued to use various methods to stimulate the man, even using the most intense methods. Angel simulated the illusion of Pocrates' destruction, directly allowing the man to face the cruelest and most profound memory...

This kind of stimulation had little effect on the man, because Angel had not really seen how Pocrates was destroyed. He relied more on the twilight situation to construct an illusion.

It wasn't until Angel simulated parasites and colorful dragonflies that the man was stunned for a moment. However, while Angel was looking forward to it, he fell into a coma again.

After waking up, the man forgot everything. This time, Angel simulated a colorful dragonfly again, but the man had no reaction at all.

"Is excessive stress stimulation causing counter-effects?" Angel rubbed his temples and finally gave up on this stimulation method that is not recommended in medicine.

Later, Angel was too lazy to explore the man's past.

No matter what he went through in the past, it didn't matter. Since his brain told him to forget, then forget it. Forgetting the painful memories and starting over is a good choice.

Angel no longer deliberately asked the man to recall the past, but instead talked to the man about everyday things. Even if the man can only repeat his words now, this is also a process of practicing and accumulating vocabulary.

Although the dialogue is boring, it makes the boring journey a little more interesting.

During the conversation, Angel discovered that the man's accent was very special.

His speaking voice was very clear, like the breeze under the morning sun, warm and gentle, with a soft upward pitch at the end.

This accent should be a local accent from a certain place. Moreover, Angel always felt familiar, as if he had heard a similar accent before.

But Angel thought for a long time and couldn't remember anyone who had heard such an accent. Maybe it’s someone who’s not familiar with it, or maybe it’s someone who “heard” it once before, so they didn’t pay attention to it?

Even though Angel couldn't remember why this accent was familiar to him, since the man could speak Common Language so fluently, it also meant one thing. The man must have been a native speaker of Common Language.

Even if he is just imitating Angel, if he does not have the resonance of language memory, he will not be able to speak Common Language fluently.

For example, when Angel spoke a sentence in Chinese, the man was lame for a long time, and the Chinese he imitated had no sense of "cadence" at all. Angel didn't even think that the other person was speaking Chinese.

Therefore, one thing can also be determined through this:

——The place where the common language can be spoken as a native language is definitely the wizarding world.

As for where exactly in the wizarding world? Is it in the southern region? You can only confirm it when you encounter people. Find the book garden www.zhaoshuyuan.com

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Since the man had not recovered his memory, Angel could only continue walking along the river bank.

This trip lasted two days and two nights.

At the end of the river is a huge lake, or should we say the sea?

Angel couldn't see the end of the water at a glance, and they had no way to go for the time being, because a rolling green mountain right next to the water blocked their way.

Either go around the mountain, climb the mountain, or swim in the water.

It's too far around the mountain, who knows where it will go; if there is water, it is the shortest way, Angel is fine, but after all, there is a brain-dead person next to him, so he still needs to care for his disabled compatriots.

In the end, Angel chose mountain climbing.

He vaguely felt that there might be people behind the mountain.