As Kraft himself thought, he could hardly remember what it felt like to forget. When thinking, his consciousness wandered in the big library of memory, picking out the required files at will, without comparing the initials.
How difficult is it to look it up in a dictionary?
Not only does it mean memory, but it also means improved thinking efficiency, faster and more indexes, which is conducive to the formation of a rigorous logical chain.
So when it comes to "forgetting something", it does not mean that you found a book with faded ink in the memory library, but it lacks a clue from the first letter of the book title to let your consciousness know where you are going and what you are looking for.
In other words, it is not so much that I have forgotten something at this time, but rather that I have not thought of something. There is a hole in the big network of thinking, and something that should not be ignored has slipped through, and it is probably a common sense thing.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguoyuedu to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. Yeguoyuedu is available for Android and Apple.]
"Help me think about what I have done less." One of the characteristics of many mental patients is that they lack self-awareness and are completely unaware of where they are wrong. At this time, self-examination is unreliable, but the abnormalities reflected in behavior are
What does exist can be observed by others.
He needs a "teleprompter" to awaken his memory and give him ideas for tracing.
"Uh, you mean that piece of ore?" William took back his bottle of liquor and took a sip, feeling the wonderful taste that moistened and burned the surface of his tongue. After swallowing, he felt warm in his stomach, as if there was an endless stream of energy.
The heat surged out from it, dispelling the chill in the bone marrow.
He shook the bottle gently. Kraft used it fairly restrainedly, and there was a lot of wine left in it.
Although alcohol has been used to prevent and treat diseases for a long time, using it in large quantities to clean wounds is still too distressing.
"Of course not." Kraft put his hand into his pocket. The piece of ore was lying inside. It was just a sample. Since the old mine has been opened now, you can pick it up at any time if you lose it. "It should be now, or right away.
Things to do.”
"For example?" After two sips of wine, his slightly tipsy mind calmed down. William felt that the small wounds on his face scraped by stone flakes were no longer so painful, and his hands were no longer shaking.
The fear of the deep earth has been slightly dispelled, and I no longer have the illusion of trembling from time to time. I always feel that the ground under my feet is not stable, and that there are giant objects wandering in the rock formations and soil, and they will break out of the ground at any time.
Temporarily, the wine provided a false but necessary soothing environment, if not the peace of mind of returning to one's own ship.
Seeing Kraft's suspicious look, he held out the bottle and said, "Want a sip?"
"No." Kraft pushed away the wine bottle and continued to think about what he had forgotten. Wine was not a good thing for thinking, at least not for him.
No matter how many times, William felt unreasonable for this behavior of not cherishing the fine wine. After being rejected, he passed the wine to Coop as a welfare for the wounded, "Okay, Coop, do you want a sip? That should be okay.
Your injury will feel better."
Coop took the wine and took a tentative sip.
"Ahem!" Just like the first time, people who have drunk beer at most are not easy to adapt to this kind of flowing flames. The irritating cough involves the wound on the waist, and there is another burst of tearing pain, like a newly solidified blood scab.
It collapsed again.
But Kupp did get some inspiration from it. He held his waist and looked up and down for a while, and found the only thing that felt inconsistent in Kraft.
"Are you injured?"
"Yes, but it's not a big problem." Kraft said casually, touching his bandaged chin. There are abundant blood vessels in the maxillofacial and neck areas, and it looks scary when injured, but fortunately it was not deep and no major blood vessels were injured.
Now there is only a little pain left, which occurs near the trachea with the rise and fall of breathing.
During the interval of pain, his consciousness gathered his attention and sifted through the things he saw, from the sheathed sword, to the instrument box, to the money bag, but he really couldn't think of anything that needed to be dealt with urgently.
This situation is like looking for glasses while wearing glasses, or looking for a cell phone with a mobile phone, except that the confusion is deeper and it is more difficult to get out on one's own. But there are people around who can't help. It seems that my abnormal behavior is not obvious enough.
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"Have you also encountered a pagan? Or that thing?" Neither of them seems to be the cause of the injury; the former is not of this level, and the latter does not look like it can leave a whole body after just a scratch.
"No, it's..." Kraft couldn't think of how to describe the creature that hurt him. A bunch of faces mixed with insect features? The tips of the joints cut into the skin, and he almost thought it could uncover the entire face.
Go, but in the end good distance control greatly reduces the cost.
He pondered for a while without describing its appearance. He stretched out his hand unconsciously and took the liquor. The smell of alcohol that overflowed reminded him of the days without povidone-iodine solution, and it was really painful to disinfect with alcohol cotton balls.
"What, you changed your mind? Believe me, after a sip, you are sometimes too serious, almost like an old-fashioned priest." It seems that as long as you are with William for a day, you will not miss the tireless Amway.
【pain】
Now, Kraft needs to make this profound feeling a little clearer.
Pressing hard on the bleeding gauze, the strongest feeling in the body and the most important warning message became an effective teleprompter. The pain was like an iron drill inserted directly into the brain from the wound, and the proportion of trauma in the mind increased, becoming
A part that cannot be bypassed.
"Damn it, the wound!"
Craft quickly started to untie the knot and loosen the cotton bandage that had been wrapped for a while. He just insisted on debriding the wounds of Coop and Peter, but the third person with a deep wound was ignored.
I found myself wearing glasses and looking for glasses.
After being injured by an arthropod of unknown composition, the alien soul with a sterile consciousness only performed simple cleaning and temporary bandaging at the first opportunity, and did not even think of carefully examining the wound with spiritual senses.
Is it a normal omission?
Consciousness doesn’t think so. Repeated emphasis and practice day after day have formed habits that are solidified in life. Coupled with memory strengthening, if you can still forget these things, it may only be that degenerative brain disease has found him in advance.
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Without adequate rest, Kraft forcibly turned on his mental senses, filtering through the cortex and muscles like a thin-layer scan, infiltrating the red and black blood scabs, but could not find any obvious abnormal embedded objects.
Maybe he was overly worried. Like a clean blade, the arthropod grew out of the shadows, creating a wound without leaving any burrs in the tissue.
Of course, it could also be that it was too late, that forgetfulness caused him to miss the best opportunity for observation, and the factors that affected his cognition had long been hidden.
Or worse, there was never any chance. He traced the movement trajectory of the arthropod. What if it was an arthropod that had been injured? Like the bleeding wound of an infected patient, it spreads through contact and cannot be observed by the naked eye or mental senses.
thing?
Maybe we have entered the early stage of the disease, with slight changes in consciousness as prodromal symptoms, and unknown consequences growing in the body.
"Go back to Solace Harbor as soon as possible. If something is going to happen, I have to finish it before then." Wet the cotton cloth with strong liquor and apply it on the wound. Kraft gritted his teeth and completed the cleaning.
He didn't know what was going on, but he knew why he was here.