My portable grandfather refreshes every week

Chapter 293 Flying to the Moon
Seeing the middle-aged man in front of him, he couldn't help but tremble. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he choked up and couldn't speak.

The young man immediately stepped forward, grabbed him, and led him back the way he came.

He understood what had happened: all of the man's companions who had once helped each other survive in this apocalypse had been reset.

The young man had initially thought he had found a major clue, but seeing the man now standing in the park with his head down, seemingly trying his best to suppress his sobs, he sighed.

"I'm the only one left..." the man, who had just been acting like a member of a mysterious organization, murmured softly, "I'm the only one left in this world..."

"Alright, there's no point in wallowing in self-pity here. I'll take you to see one of my companions, who hasn't been reset either."

Soon, the young man met up with Xue Dinglu at the agreed location, and the two exchanged information.

For the time being, everyone accepted that an unknown apocalypse had occurred, and then everyone was reset to the viewpoint of the day before the apocalypse, and this cycle continued for an unknown period of time.

Xue also noticed the man, who was very sad and frustrated at the moment, but now was not the time to vent his emotions.

Before the Age of Innovation, Xue's Law might have suggested that the world's reset was due to the means of the world's consciousness.

However, after failing to connect with the world's consciousness in the Innovation Century, and considering that this was the home of mind flayers, Xue's Law had a new idea.

Is it possible that the world reset was orchestrated by the Angels, and their goal is...?

Practicing Gu poison!

The mind-stealers of the entire world were constantly being reset in that twisted apocalypse, eventually obtaining the highest quality Gu King. However, the Gu King that broke through the encirclement was implanted with underlying code, thus enabling it to carry out the mission of invading another world.

This is Xue's thought upon seeing this person who claims to have lived for 68 days.

The God King seems to have been a former Gu King. He was implanted with divine wood and various other low-level codes before invading the Holy Kingdom. Even now, he doesn't know that he has been modified and is just mechanically repeating commands.

Despite realizing the abnormality of this world from the very first day I arrived, now, after obtaining a lot of information, I feel that the truth shrouded in mist is even more elusive.

"What's your name? How can you stay conscious and not lose your memory of yesterday?" Xue Dinglu asked the middle-aged man who was now in a daze.

He didn't seem as strong as he appeared. The moment he raised his head, Xue Dinglu and Xiao Jiang both saw the bloodshot in his pupils and the tears he was trying to hold back.

It's understandable. Realizing the terrifying truth of this apocalypse, they finally met a few like-minded companions who supported each other and helped each other preserve their humanity and memories in this apocalyptic world. In a world where everything can be deleted and reset, only their own memories will not be deleted.

And this memory is also the bond that keeps them together.

But one day, all his companions who had supported each other suddenly lost their memories. They completely forgot everything from the past and returned to that chaotic reset. To him, all those people were "dead".

Memory and soul are the foundation of a person's personality, and clearly, those he once knew are gone forever.

But as he looked up at Xue Dinglu and the young man, a strange flame ignited in his eyes.

He suddenly felt that he should pass on the patterns that the 12 of them had discovered in this endless day, just as when he first joined the organization, the leader Henrik had passed on all the knowledge he knew to him. Now, it was his turn to pass on all these patterns and knowledge to those who came after him.

At the very least, let this torch be passed on.

He seemed to have finally regained his fighting spirit and said, "Let's talk as we walk."

Xue Dinglu and the young man exchanged a glance. The middle-aged man had just looked dejected, but now he seemed to have been ignited by something.

The group chatted on the street, and the man said, "The first rule to ensure memory is to avoid being exposed to the blood moon and falling into the 'bloodthirsty impulse'."

"Blood Moon?" Xue Dinglu and the young general were both taken aback.

“Yes, this is a rule derived by the former leader Henrik,” the old man said, adding, “Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Eisen. I used to be a composer, but now I am just someone struggling to survive in the apocalypse.”

He continued talking, completely oblivious to whether the other students and office workers passing by could hear them.

Xue Dinglu and Xiao Jiang exchanged a glance. They had both seen the red moon last night, but neither of them attributed it to that.

Because red satellites are so common, when a planet's surface has high levels of iron, sulfur, and mercury, it will appear blood red from an alien perspective.

Similarly, they didn't sense any magical fluctuations from the blood moon.

Xue's Law immediately added: "Were those crazy people yesterday what you called bloodthirsty impulses?"

“Yes.” The man silently sat down on a park bench, gulping down a bottle of juice. “People under the influence of the Bloodlust will go berserk, wanting to kill anyone, and they have the ability to sense the location of the nearest others.” “So, this is rule number two: avoid people under the influence of the Bloodlust. Even if you kill them and are lucky enough to avoid the Blood Moon, the smell of blood will attract a wider range of people under the influence, making your situation even more difficult.”

The middle-aged man, Eisen, squeezed the beverage bottle in his hand so tightly that it crumbled.

"Rule number three: leave the city before dark, or hide underground."

“Rule number four: If you must be in the wild, avoid any lights and vehicles, and cover yourself completely with clothing so that no skin is exposed,” said the man, who was completely wrapped in a black coat.

These are the survival rules that their organization has summarized to live in this apocalypse, and also one of the few pieces of knowledge they have been able to pass down.

With this knowledge, some of them lived for more than 600 days, although one of them passed away yesterday.

Even if you find Henrik again, he will no longer be the leader of the self-help organization, but a truck driver with a daughter.

Once reset, even people who look exactly alike will no longer be your former companions.

Xue Dinglu and Xiao Jiang exchanged a glance. They had memorized the four rules, but what they noticed was not the rules themselves, but the information they contained.

Rule 1 and Rule 4 are actually about avoiding the Blood Moon, while Rule 2 and Rule 3 are actually about avoiding the disaster caused by bloodlust.

Therefore, it seems that as long as one is not influenced by bloodlust and is not killed, one can avoid being remade by the world.

Unfortunately, these rules have little effect on them. Just like yesterday, they were also bathed in the blood moon, but no problems arose. It is unknown whether the blood moon's bloodthirsty impulse is only directed at the mind flayers native to this world.

However, there is another crucial piece of information: there may be a problem with that red satellite.

“Let’s try to fly to the satellite. Since we don’t have coordinates, we can only use a stupid method to get there,” Xue Dinglu suggested.

Since Eisen mentioned that suspicious blood moon, we must go and investigate it.

However, only one person can attempt to fly there at top speed.

The two exchanged glances, and in the end, the younger one decided to fly towards the satellite. After all, if they were to fly by force, they would have to rely on magic. However, in terms of magical proficiency, Xue Luding was only at the near-4th level, while the younger one was a genuine 4th level.

Moreover, if a problem arises, the young general's spatial ability can instantly return, while Xue's Law will likely become a sitting duck while casting the portal.

The young warrior immediately began preparing his magic, which would allow him to fly in a vacuum, while also taking precautions to protect himself in such an environment.

Xue Dinglu didn't hesitate either; he immediately began chanting the few holy light spells he had mastered.

In terms of magic, Xue Lude is rather unbalanced. He doesn't know enough magic, nor is his repertoire diverse enough. He hasn't had time to learn many of the spells given to him by the old Demon Emperor. On the contrary, the spell he is most proficient in now is the Holy Light magic, which was originally given to him by the old undead.

Among the Holy Light spells, the most common are blessing spells, and Xue Lude is quite proficient in this area, although he is not as skilled as Holy Light Slicing spells.

In an instant, he bestowed several Holy Light blessings upon the young general, including an abnormal blessing that could protect the body from the abnormal low temperature of a vacuum environment, a protective blessing that could withstand physical attacks, and a courage blessing that could prevent the young general from falling into psychological pressure in a vacuum...

More than ten Holy Light buffs were stacked on the young general, making him look like a shining human light bulb. This action stunned Eisen, who was originally consuming himself.

"What are you doing?" He stared blankly as Xue Luding continued to cast layer after layer of holy light buffs on the little general. The little general was now like a walking holy light machine. This concentration of holy light would probably kill all undead of level 2 and below in the Lich King's army.

"Let's buff ourselves and fly up there to see what this 'red moon' you're talking about is all about, and whether there really is something strange on that satellite." Xue Luding casually uttered words that left this native, who had never left his home planet in his entire life, completely dumbfounded.

He used to be a composer, so he was somewhat of an intellectual. He knew about satellites and planets, and about issues like depressurization and temperature loss in space, which is why he was even more confused.

"You're just going to fly straight up like this?" he asked the profound question.

"Otherwise? Do you have the coordinates of the Red Moon?"

Eisen was speechless for a moment. He could at least understand a little about the science section, but he was completely dumbfounded when he got to the magic section.

Now, watching Xue Luding chant his magic incessantly, he seemed to realize that Xue Luding was the legendary "magician".

"Have you finished applying the buffs? I feel like apart from the first two that were useful, the rest are all just for comfort?" the young man complained.

"Whether it works or not, let's add a little bit," Xue Dinglu said, genuinely worried that something might happen to the kid.

(End of this chapter)