Perry was still confused, and murmured in a low voice: "Why do I have memories of my past life? Is this normal?" He frowned and tried to dig out the fragments in his mind, but the blurred picture was like a thick fog, difficult to see clearly. He rubbed his temple with his hand, looked up at Eno, and his eyes were full of confusion, "Why are you not surprised at all? What is going on?"
Eno's voice was as calm as usual, but mixed with a subtle emotion, as if hiding some secrets: [This is because... when you and I disconnected, I tried to hold your soul and keep your consciousness intact. Inadvertently, I may have caused some impact on your memory. Everyone's soul will preserve traces of each period of time. These traces should not be easily touched, but in the process of pulling, your memory may be confused. ]Eno paused for a moment, and there seemed to be a hint of relief in his tone: [But don't worry, you can only remember some fragments, and you can't form a complete memory. By the way, this accidental disconnection is a lucky event in a sense. ]
"Lucky?" Perry was stunned for a moment, his expression showing confusion and a little vigilance, "Are you serious? This can be called lucky? By the way , can I... completely recover the memory of my previous life?"
Eno was silent for a moment, then answered, his tone was still calm, but with a little unspoken caution: [Yes... but I suggest not to. Not all memories are worth keeping. It can even be said that many memories will make you miserable. For your current situation, these memories are meaningless. ]
Perry frowned and pondered for a moment. Although he was a little curious about those memories, Eno's words reminded him: Some things may not be worth the risk of pursuing. He sighed and nodded in agreement: "That's right, sometimes the more you know about memory, the more trouble you will have." He raised his head, his eyes became sharper, "But you just said that this accident was lucky, why do you say that?"
Eno paused slightly, as if he was recalling the scene when the link was disconnected. There was a rare lowness in his tone: [Because of this disconnection, I accidentally restarted some system functions. The original external energy fluctuations were temporarily suppressed by me, and my energy is now in a stable state. This means that you will rarely encounter those weird and inexplicable events in the future. It can be said that we can finally focus on the next goal. ]
"Oh? That's not bad." Perry raised his eyebrows, with a little relaxation in his tone. His fingers tapped his knees rhythmically, as if he was thinking about the next plan.
Eno's voice was as mechanical and cold as usual, but with a little more helplessness: [Indeed. Although I can continue to help you, my functions are somewhat limited due to some problems with the system.]
Perry frowned slightly and showed an interested look: "Limit? What kind of limit ? "
Eno explained: [My energy consumption needs more precise management. Next, I can only analyze food or items five times a day at most, and the task triggering conditions have become more complicated, requiring you to find the corresponding props or information to unlock. In addition, the system interface is currently unavailable and will not be fully restored until tomorrow afternoon.]
Perry heard this and rubbed his temples with his hands, seeming a little helpless. "Five analyses? Tsk, this is much more troublesome than I thought. What about the previous task? After all, I was unconscious for a whole week, and the task with a deadline of only three days, has it completely failed?"
Eno's voice was still steady, but with a hint of comfort: [Don't worry. Due to the delay caused by system problems, the previous tasks may be automatically deleted or restarted. In this case, you will not be severely punished.]
Perry breathed a sigh of relief, his tone was much more relaxed, and there was even a teasing smile on the corner of his mouth. "That's good, I don't want to be sick and lie down for another week. "
His eyes gradually moved to the window. The night was dark, and the moonlight was swallowed up by the dark clouds bit by bit, leaving only a faint silver edge. The breeze blew over the treetops outside the window, and the leaves rustled, as if whispering some secrets. He stared at all this quietly, frowning slightly, but his heart was surging. He took a deep breath, as if brewing something, and whispered after a moment: "But, we can't waste any more time next. I have to find clues about the curse on me as soon as possible. After all, that shadow may appear again at any time, and next time... I may not be so lucky. "
After a moment of silence, Eno said "hmm" softly, and his voice still carried its usual mechanical texture: [The existence of this shadow is indeed related to your curse. Although I cannot fully recover my functions for the time being, I will do my best to help you find a breakthrough.] Its tone paused slightly, as if it was collecting data or conducting some kind of analysis, and then continued to add, [The reason why I couldn't detect the existence of the shadow before was probably because of some external energy interference. But now the situation is different, I should be able to capture its movements more keenly.]
After hearing this, Perry seemed to have a lighter burden in his heart. He nodded, and a firm look gradually emerged in his eyes. Stretching, trying to relax his body that was stiff due to long-term tension, he raised a forced smile at the corner of his mouth, trying to make himself look more optimistic: "That's great, at least you are here, I don't have to face it alone. You don't know, I still hope to solve this mess as soon as possible, and then prepare for my chef certificate with peace of mind! "At this point, his tone changed, and he said with a little helplessness and self-mockery, "But back to the point, how can I find the person who cursed? I don't even have a clue... and, I have to tell you, in that cave——"
Just as Perry was about to tell Eno everything he had experienced in the cave, the door was suddenly pushed open. A sound of footsteps accompanied by a crisp voice sounded: "Perry, your food is here!"
It was Teresa. Her voice was a little light. Perry immediately shut up and quickly stopped communicating with Eno. He lowered his head slightly, pretending to be indifferent, but his fingers unconsciously rubbed back and forth on the sheets, secretly blaming himself for being too lax and almost letting people notice his conversation with the system.
The door was gently closed, and Teresa walked in with a small tray with a bowl of steaming porridge on it. She put the tray on the small table at the head of the bed, clapped her hands, raised her eyebrows at him, and said with a little pride: "Chicken porridge! Mike said you need to supplement your nutrition, this bowl of porridge can help you. ! "
Perry smelled the aroma of the porridge and tried to make his expression look natural. He raised the corner of his mouth and said in a relaxed tone: "Thank you, Teresa. It really smells good. I haven't eaten for a week, I think I can drink this bowl without a drop left."
Teresa grinned with satisfaction, pulled a chair and sat beside his bed, pretending to be mysterious and said: "This is cooked by Mike and I, and we added some special potions. It's the first time to cook porridge, it should be okay? I hope it suits your appetite."
Potion? And Mike, aren't you very busy, why are you helping to cook porridge?
Perry's nerves tightened instantly. He glanced at the bowl of porridge and found that the color of the porridge was slightly green, which was completely different from normal chicken porridge. He tried to calm himself down, swallowed his saliva, and asked tentatively: "Wait, shouldn't the food be the responsibility of the nurse? How come you guys cooked it yourself? "
Teresa raised her hand and lifted the hair by her ear, looking quite proud: "Oh, because midnight moment , the nurses are not providing food. We know that you haven't eaten yet, so we sneaked into the kitchen and made some simple things for you. Mike also said that adding some potions can make you get better faster. Don't worry, it's absolutely safe. "
Mike must be a liar. Who would add potions to porridge!
"Is that so..." Perry nodded, forcing a smile, "Thank you for serving me the ...food. "Although he was a little hesitant, looking at Teresa's expectant face, he knew he couldn't refuse. He lowered his head and glanced at the porridge in the bowl again. The fragrance was indeed very strong, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong.
He picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of porridge into his mouth. In an instant, an indescribable taste spread on the tip of his tongue. The taste of this porridge was not completely unacceptable, but it was definitely not delicious. The saltiness was different, and the fragrance of the chicken was diluted by the strange bitterness of the potion, which made people feel weird.
However, Perry caught a glimpse of Teresa staring at him expectantly, with excitement and nervousness flashing in her eyes. He couldn't bear to discourage her kindness, so he swallowed the porridge in his mouth reluctantly and smiled as naturally as possible: "Not bad."
Hearing his evaluation, Teresa immediately showed a bright smile and clapped her hands proudly: "Great! I didn't expect that we might have the talent to be chefs! Maybe we can open a restaurant in the future, hahaha! "
Perry forced a smile and sighed secretly in his heart. He picked up the spoon and continued to eat the porridge. Every mouthful was like a test. His throat seemed to refuse to accept the strange taste, but Teresa's expectant eyes made him unable to stop. Just like that, he finished the whole bowl of porridge while holding back his tears.