On the way back, perhaps a flash of inspiration, or a sudden idea, Charles suddenly thought of a question, why would the nun in the church ask if he had suffered fatal injuries recently? Although he said no at that time, he remembered a car accident in another world. In order to avoid some unexplained things, he used not to cover up this problem.

But now, there was a white dot the size of a needle hole in his mind, which quickly tore the darkness apart. Perhaps the nun was not asking about "self", but the "Shar" in this world?

He traveled over, and even provided a short-term memory in his mind to keep up with the rhythm of this body. At that time, all his energy was focused on how to play the role of "Shar", not letting his sister discover it, not letting his colleagues discover it, not letting anyone discover that "Shar" is already Shire, no longer the "Shar" of the past, but a brand new Shire that they had never seen before.

He completely ignored another very important thing. If the original owner in this body still exists, how did he come in and seize control, what about the original owner?

If he died, then the result of his death was the "fatal injury" asked by the nun. If he had not died, but had just been forcibly occupied the "house" and then driven out, would he become a curse in the old woman?

Could the fatal injury the nun asked about refers to the fatal injury on the body?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was possible, but at the same time, there was another problem, that was, there was no trauma on his body. Not to mention the trauma, this body seemed to be very balanced and complete, and there was no trace of some small rubbing and touching. The former owner seemed to cherish his body very much.

Living in a place like Lower City, it is probably normal to have fights with people or accidentally hurt yourself while doing something, but Shire doesn't have these things.

A very simple life suddenly became a little confused and confusing. On the way back, Charles frowned tightly. He felt a little stupid and missed the most appropriate time and opportunity to learn about everything. Now many clues may have disappeared, and perhaps these will become eternal mystery. They will always sink at the bottom of the long river of time.

It was only four o'clock when he returned home. In order to ensure that there was no problem with his observation before, he greeted Gloria and returned to the room. He took off all his clothes, took a mirror placed at the head of the bed and carefully observed every part of his body, and even the scalp under his hair, which was observed and even touched by him little by little.

At this time, his only feeling was handsome. In addition to being handsome, he was also handsome, with angular muscles full of rhythm. The beautiful man, Charles!

Except for some places he really can't see, he can say that he doesn't have even a millimeter of scars on his body. The better he keeps his body, the heavier his doubts will be.

After hanging up the thread-lifting puppet, he was a little confused and thought a lot. He didn't come back until after 7 o'clock in the evening. This was two hours later than normal time. Generally, she would come back after 5 o'clock.

The three of them sat at the small dining table and ate beef and vegetables, as well as some other things, such as fried wheat kernels.

As I was eating, Charles suddenly began to talk about what happened this morning, "...The nun asked me if I had ever been fatally injured. I almost got happy. If I had been fatally injured, can I still stand there and chat with her? The fatal meaning should be death, right?!" When he said this, Charles was observing Charles' expression.

He felt that if something had really happened on this body, Charlie must have known it, but he did not read too much from the expression on Charlie's face and the changes in her eyes, which surprised Charlie a little. Maybe he guessed the wrong direction.

"Have I been injured recently?" He decided to try again, but this time he was not so insidious, but asked directly, "Just like the nun said, fatal injury, you know, I remember some problems in my memory in recent times, and I always feel... a little confused, and I can't remember some things that happened in the past."

Xia Li nodded in agreement, "You do always forget something..." She put down the knife and fork and looked at Xia Li, "If you are injured, you fell before..." Xia Li looked at the direction of the bathroom, "The light bulb on the bathroom was broken before. You fell while standing on the chair to change the light bulb, but you were just unconscious for a while..."

Shire soon thought of the light bulb that was too bright in the bathroom, and what he should and shouldn't have seen that morning, and his thoughts were suddenly disrupted, and he coughed with a blushing face, "Maybe this is also counting, after all, I'm already unconscious." He looked at Shire embarrassedly, afraid that the little girl would treat him as a pervert.

The two talked about Charles and his curse again. Charles also invited the two girls to visit his room after dinner to visit the props used to remove the curse. Of course, the final topic still fell on Charles, such as the issue of the National Alchemist.

"They hope I can register as a national alchemist by September. The teacher has already gone to find a relationship to see if I can delay it for a few more years or find a way to compromise..."

National alchemist is not only an honor, but actually more of a responsibility. Every city cannot be separated from alchemist. The more developed the industry is, the more this is the case, because too many spare parts cannot be forged manually and can only be completed through alchemy.

This destined that the national alchemist may be recruited at any time. In addition, the alchemist is organized to gather together every year to learn some new construction methods and new formula content. Sometimes they will go abroad to participate in some international alchemist academic exchange conferences, or simply learn advanced foreign formulas.

So once you become a national alchemist, you will become a little busy, and it is indeed not so appropriate to become a national alchemist during school.

As a qualified brother, Charle is still very concerned about Charle, "What about your own thoughts?"

Charlie shrugged her shoulders. The girl was very cute when she did this move, and the light in the room seemed to be a little brighter.

"As long as our family can be together, everything else is okay..." She reached out and grabbed Charle's hand, and also grabbed Gloria's hand, "It is the most important thing for family to be together..."

Yeah?

Probably!
Chapter completed!