When Mo Chen woke up, it was just nightfall, but when he left the empty beach, it was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

If you keep staying there, you're afraid that his wet clothes are already dry.

He stayed on the beach where there was no one and no lights, so he was not to blow the cold wind there, nor did he feel afraid of the unfamiliar environment and dared not take the first step easily.

It was just that he spent some time carefully and sorted out his chaotic memories. Although he could not remember more, he at least confirmed that he was not a severe dysfunction patient.

It is not just because he successfully mobilized the powerful force flowing in his body and released several techniques that were not very moving, proving that this non-scientific and abnormal knowledge field does exist.

It is also because the mysterious knowledge and logical theories are complete and detailed, and they are comprehensive in every detail, and even have research and filing of various possibilities. If they are described in words, they may not all be able to have millions of words, and they are definitely not something that a middle-aged teenager can compile when the disease occurs.

And this is just a separate plan or a separate knowledge.

In his unfathomable knowledge base, similar to the dangerous solutions or mysterious knowledge that can be heard by names, it is simply as numerous as ox-shaped, countless, and you can find a long and dense list by just a little search.

Some of them are projects that have been verified, and detailed experimental data and sample records are often attached later.

Some of them are just setting up a project and have specific ideas, but have not started experimenting yet. I don’t know if it can be done.

Some of them were left halfway and were put on hold and did not continue. I don’t know why.

Basically, Mo Chen can be sure now that he was definitely not a simple middle school second disease before, but he was indeed a person with a lot of bad taste.

These extremely precious mysterious knowledge seemed to be just one game after another to himself, although they could come in handy. However, when he recalled, he could always feel a casual leisure in it.

Because he had a vague intuition, he felt that he had a weird illusion that was almost omnipotent, and seemed that if he wanted to achieve a certain result for a certain thing, he could completely observe and lock in that future.

But I just don’t do this, it’s like playing a game. If I open a modifier directly and fill all the levels, skills, and achievements, then the game has no meaning.

——Just start the game, then start modifying, and then close the game.

No meaning exists anymore, it's just such a feeling.

Because in many cases, the fun the game gives people is not achieved in the final ending, or when completing all the in-game achievements, but in the process of approaching the goal.

Yes, his feeling is that except for a small number of plans that seemed to be started to promote for reasons before, most of the other projects seemed to have no fixed purpose.

Of course, this is not completely accurate. Perhaps it should be said that it is for the purpose of studying a special drug, but because no one can know what it is before the special drug is developed, it is necessary to conduct continuous experiments, screen samples, and find slim possibilities from it... This is the case.

After all, it is impossible to accurately study the correct route. You can only cast a wide net, gather more fish, and follow the best. I hope it can increase the probability of just catching the fish.

Therefore, we can only play games, because there is no strategy to read, we can only open a new save again and again, experiment with a new possibility, and see if we can make the route we just want to see.

These numerous archives are corresponding mysterious knowledge plans. Some have passed the level, some have only been halfway through, and some have just opened a new level.

But none of these matters. What is really important is that Mo Chen now thinks he may be able to use these things.

Although he didn't want to admit it, his condition was indeed a bit bad. It is natural to use the power of the clan to restore his abilities as soon as possible.

...

...

With black hair that is above the waist, a slightly ancient style dress, and a bit wet look, it is naturally easy to attract the attention of pedestrians on the way, and the rate of turning back reaches 100%.

To be honest, this should be considered good, because Mo Chen always felt for no reason that he seemed to be wearing heavy armor before, but he seemed to be shattered by the enemy during the battle.

As for who the enemy was, he couldn't remember it for the time being. Otherwise, he would probably know why he appeared on the beach. He must have drifted over the sea, just like a drifting bottle.

Maybe I was defeated by the enemy during the battle, but I was still a little depressed...

He did not care about the strange sight of the people around him, but looked at the buildings and scenery around him, then thought carefully for a moment, and found a relatively corresponding concept in his mind.

The 1990s?

This should be the United States?

Wait, why did the first thought that came to me was not the 1990s, but the 1990s? Does this mean that I was originally a person from the 21st century, so the background of the 20th century was the last century for me?

Mo Chen thought solemnly, and felt that he had found another key clue.

As I said before, the human brain has several different memory areas. The one in charge of memory is the experience memory area, the one in charge of knowledge is the meaning memory area, and the information stored is managed separately.

If there is a problem with the former and the latter works normally, then the memory you have experienced will be lost and the meaning of retaining knowledge will be retained.

If knowledge is an encyclopedia, then memory is a drawing diary. The former can find the definition of various knowledge, such as the representative significance of traffic lights, such as how to use mobile phones, and the latter can only be known after actually experiencing it.

His current situation is that although he knows how to use the mobile phone, he doesn't know when he has bought a mobile phone.

So occasionally some strange thoughts would come to mind, but the information was quite fragmented and intermittent, not enough to make him piece together the whole picture. After thinking hard for a while, he gave up in disappointment.

The place where he is not a big city, but an American town. It doesn't seem to be too many people, especially at night, the streets seem lonely and deserted.

However, it is much better than Hele Town. At least the people walking on the street are really people, not anything else...

Huh? Wait, where is Hele Town? Have you been to it before?

He looked around, then lowered his head and looked at his wet clothes. Mo Chen made a judgment that the thing he needed to do most now was nothing else, but to change his clothes.

However, he had no money and the storage bar was simply empty.

It is impossible to work, but if you don’t work, you won’t have money to use... He thought for a while, then ruled out places such as casinos and banks that can quickly obtain a lot of money and the corresponding methods, of course, not because he intends to abide by the law, but because-

There are no banks nearby, and before entering the casino, you need to have a certain amount of capital.

Where is a casino? You can win 100 yuan with ten yuan, and then win 100,000 yuan with one hundred yuan, or even more money... But the premise is that you must first have that ten yuan as the most basic startup capital.

Unless you just grab it...

However, when it comes to robbing, Mo Chen slightly turned his head and looked at the end of a street where a group of gangsters gathered in groups, including whites and blacks, but the latter was still the latter.

Those people either hold cigarettes, put their hands in their pockets, wear sunglasses, or have iron chains... They look like they are not good people at first glance, and there are only these people on the street they are in, and other pedestrians seem to consciously avoid that road.

And despite being far apart, he could still determine that the group of gangster young men's eyes were on his side, and he glanced uncontrollably with a strange meaning.

——Ah, we found the source of the initial fund!

Mo Chen turned around decisively and walked towards another street, and obviously accelerated his pace.

After all, if he acted not afraid at all and walked towards him directly, perhaps the group of people would be a little confused and might not be able to do anything.

He is a very principled person. If the other party doesn't come up to meet him first, he will be embarrassed to borrow money from strangers, so he needs to give them some small encouragement.

He was very familiar with such things, just like meeting a dog in a strange place-

If you don't move or go straight over, and act like you don't care at all, then the dog often doesn't do anything, at most it's a bit fierce.

But if you turn around and run away, the dog will think you are afraid of it, and will immediately have confidence and confidence, so it will catch up with you frantically and bite you.

As Mo Chen expected, the gangsters immediately became energetic when they saw him turning around and leaving, and looked at each other quickly, and at the same time they rushed over, so excited that they seemed to be hunting a hyena.

These people soon chased into an alley.

After a dull blow and painful scream, Mo Chen got his initial funds and walked out, nodded very satisfied, thinking that the start was pretty good.

“…”

“…”

Only a few pedestrians on the street looked at him with a look of surprise, as if they had never expected such a development. When they saw the famous gangsters in the town chasing the outsider and rushing into the alley, they had already imagined a tragedy.

However, in less than half a minute, the outsider walked out with a calm face and was still checking several different wallets in his hand for granted.

How could they not know what happened yet? Despicable foreigner!
Chapter completed!