182: Chapter 182 Where Did I Come From?

Wei Heng immediately suppressed the news of Fang Xun being trapped.

Even though news of Fang Xun being trapped was circulating online, it was immediately debunked from multiple angles.

Furthermore, the person spreading the rumors was directly apprehended.

However, this did not solve the actual problem.

The troops stationed in front of Shannan City had not been withdrawn; they were attempting to study exactly what was going on with this barrier.

“Great Senior, what kind of problem did you actually encounter?”

Inside the small meeting room, there were only two people: Wei Heng and Lu Li.

As for the people from other cities, although they were on the same front, the Great Senior was Dongcheng City's Great Senior, not theirs.

They weren't necessarily willing to let the Great Senior return.

“I don't know, I really don't know.” Lu Li truly didn't understand much either.

She simply reported everything that had happened after entering to Wei Heng.

Based on Lu Li's report, Wei Heng also felt it was baffling.

That girl was definitely standing on the opposite side of the Great Senior.

But looking at the result, everyone had indeed been sent out by that little girl.

If she was on the opposite side, why would she help them?

Unless...

“This is a transaction.”

Wei Heng could only speculate from the most likely direction: “The Great Senior must have paid some price to let you all out.”

But what would the Great Senior trade with her?

If it was a trade, does that mean even the Great Senior couldn't defeat this opponent?

Can the Great Senior still come back?”

With one speculation, several more questions were thrown back into the air.

Just then, Xiao Xu suddenly pulled back the curtain of the temporary meeting room and slipped in.

“Director Wei, there are preliminary results on that barrier. Ability Users are forbidden from entering, but ordinary people can go in.”

“Is that so?”

Wei Heng looked up sharply.

“Then push our troops forward.”

As soon as Wei Heng finished speaking, a hand covered his mouth.

“Don't listen to this old geezer, his head is muddled from panic.”

...

...

Wriggle, wriggle, wriggle.

It was still raining.

Beside a huge trash can, Fang Xun squirmed on the ground for a long time, barely managing to avoid being caught by the sewage that was about to flow over.

Finally, Fang Xun found a step and laboriously moved up to sit on it.

This place happened to be the entrance of a 24-hour convenience store, serving as a place to shelter from the rain.

After resting for a good while, Fang Xun finally regained some strength.

“Good grief, I've finally come back to life.”

Fang Xun breathed a sigh of relief.

After being swallowed into the ground by that Liu Ying, he must have been directly swallowed by an otherworldly crevice.

Now he didn't know where he had been thrown.

Just now, he wanted to summon the Fierce Fire to steam dry the rainwater on his body.

But the Fierce Fire could not be summoned.

His power was suppressed.

He had truly returned to square one.

But according to what that Liu Ying said...

Things like friendship, conviction, sisters, and so on should be very helpful for his recovery.

It didn't seem particularly difficult.

“Tiga!!!!!!”

Fang Xun raised his hand, welcoming the beam of light shining toward him.

This shout startled a passerby who was going to buy snacks.

“Oh my, what happened to you? You've gotten yourself so filthy.”

However, after that one shout, the passerby saw that Fang Xun didn't seem to have mental issues; following the principle that less trouble is better than more, he still walked away quickly.

“?” Fang Xun blinked. Was this a Beijinger?

But why did this Beijinger's speech have a bit of a Sichuan-Chongqing accent mixed in?

Fang Xun sat for a while; the rain was indeed getting heavier.

He felt his pocket and found his phone.

Great, his Android phone had finally completed the final journey of its life; after the screen flickered once, it died.

Fang Xun felt a bit of regret; if only he hadn't turned it on. Maybe it could have been saved.

He felt his pocket again. Great, there was nothing else in there.

Now he was really in a mess.

Finally, another person came by.

Fang Xun struggled internally for a moment before walking up and saying, “Brother, could I borrow your phone to make a call? My phone got ruined by the rain.”

“Phone? Sure.” The man was easygoing and directly handed over his phone.

Fang Xun took the phone with many thanks, then after a moment of silence, handed the phone back.

He didn't remember the phone number.

He did remember the last few digits of Jiang Qin's phone number, since he would help his sister pick up deliveries and such.

But those first few digits, he really didn't remember.

“Sorry brother, I forgot the number.”

The man took back his phone and silently walked into the convenience store.

When he came out, he brought a piece of bread for Fang Xun.

“Brother, don't look down on it, I don't have much money either. It's cold, eat a little.”

“Thank you, brother. When I return to the Apocalypse Dragon-Riding Position, I'll definitely title you the Divine Might General of the Pacified Frontier.” Fang Xun's eyes welled up with tears.

As soon as these words came out, the man immediately took a step back.

“Cough, no need, no need. You eat, see you later.”

After saying that, the man directly entered the curtain of rain with his umbrella and left without looking back.

“What a good person,” Fang Xun said, touched.

Watching the man walk away, Fang Xun began to think about his current state.

Since Liu Ying had thrown him out, she certainly wouldn't have left him in the original place.

The urgent priority was to first figure out where this was.

And then, go home.

Just as Fang Xun thought of this and looked up, the first question was already solved.

It was a row of little yellows.

On the license plates at the back, they were all Beijing plates.

“Imperial Capital people are truly impressive, even the little yellow plates are Beijing plates.”

Fang Xun marveled and walked into the convenience store with the bread.

“Hello, let me ask. How do I get to the Imperial Capital Police Station?”

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...

Half an hour later, the rain still hadn't stopped.

But Fang Xun found the police station as he wished.

“Comrade, you say you're from out of town. You have no money now and want to go home?”

“Yes.” Fang Xun nodded.

“Very well, Comrade. What is your name, and where are you from?”

“Who am I... where am I from?”

In an instant, Fang Xun's mind went blank.

A part of his memory had been locked by Liu Ying.

Liu Ying might not have been able to lock all of his memories, but clearly, locking just a part of them could limit him to the greatest extent.

He knew a lot; the vast majority of his memories were not damaged.

For example, his sister, the girls, the Special Affairs Bureau.

However, he didn't remember the single most crucial point.

Names.

Their names, his own name, and even the name of the place where he lived—he couldn't remember any of them.

In a completely strange place, what was the difference between losing one's name and losing oneself?

“Comrade, what is your name? Facial recognition isn't absolutely precise; we need your name as supplementary judgment.”

“Sorry... I don't remember.”