Chapter 4249

Hearing the god also praise Little Mia, Xia De immediately revealed a smile:

"Yes, this cat is named Little Mia, and it has lived with me for a very long time. I discovered before that it possesses the bloodline of a Child of the Sun, and it can even spit small fireballs... Little Mia, this god is a god who possesses the power of the sun; quickly greet this great one."

Xia De said while stroking the cat. The cat looked at Xia De and just wanted to "meow" at the tall, well-proportioned existence, but the god spoke again:

"Child from the distant time and space, you seem not to have realized that it possesses even more powerful strength."

Xia De thought of Little Mia's "erroneous evolution" form:

"I have seen Little Mia use more powerful strength before, but that requires very special circumstances."

The god smiled gently, not giving Xia De the chance to continue mentioning letting Little Mia greet her:

"If, before you leave this time, you can let the woman downstairs who is pregnant with offspring come to me of her own accord and make a request, I can bestow a grain of sunlight upon this... cat."

Xia De was startled, very pleasantly surprised:

"You are truly generous."

It was just that after thanking her, he hesitated and said:

"But I will not, for the sake of the reward you bestow, force a mother whom fate has played a joke on to be compelled to make a choice. Although I do not understand her story, I can guess that she has already made a bitter choice."

"I am just waiting for you to give the result."

The god said gently. Xia De nodded slightly, and then wanted to persuade Little Mia to thank her as well, but the god clearly did not want Xia De and the cat to continue staying in this special dream:

"Go, go and guide those lost people to come before me. May the sun and the moon protect you."

Warm sunlight surrounded Xia De and the cat, and when the light dissipated, Xia De opened his eyes. Little Mia's gentle calling sound came to his ears, and "She" informed Xia De of what he wanted to know at this moment:

【The somatic time passed during this sleep is: 20 minutes.】

The time was a bit longer than Xia De had thought, but fortunately, he had successfully achieved his goal. Having confirmed that this place was not a dream of the god, he could proceed to handle the subsequent matters according to normal means.

"How was it?"

He supported himself on the ground and sat up. Ms. Thorne asked softly about Xia De's current situation. Xia De shook his head:

"I am fine, I just proved some problems."

This short sleep did not make him feel sleepy or exhausted at this moment. Xia De picked up the cat, which had also woken up, and placed it on his lap. Seeing that the information about the "Origin Sea" had been placed to one side, he knew that Ms. Thorne had already understood that information.

He did not ask for Ms. Thorne's thoughts, but said to the people by the fire:

"Then, let's solve everyone's problems now."

The ladies all looked at Xia De. Xia De first looked at the pregnant Ms. Carmen, who subconsciously covered her belly.

Xia De emphasized:

"I will not force you to make any choice; it is just because the god gave me the task of guiding the way for you all, so I want to ask—Ms. Carmen, do you not want to recover your memories now?"

That pregnant mother shook her head very firmly:

"I don't want to; I only want to give birth to her now. Ms. Thorne told me that she is a cute girl."

Xia De said no more:

"Then Ms. Thorne and the two Victor ladies, you should try the method I brought to recover memories."

Xi Li Si provided Xia De with divine items, magic potions, and derivative items of relics. Xia De first took out the "Potent Memory Recovery Potion."

The amount of magic potion Xi Li Si prepared was very large; even using just one drop would be enough to make someone remember wetting the bed when they were young. But Xia De still divided a shallow cup-bottom amount for everyone.

The "everyone" here did not include the pregnant Ms. Carmen and Little Mia, but it did include Xia De, because Xia De realized that he should also belong to the category of those who had lost their memories. Although his memory loss was unrelated to this place, trying this magic potion would not do any harm; at the very least, Xi Li Si said that as long as one did not drink too much, it would not be harmful, and instead could allow the drinker to achieve photographic memory for a short time.

"Then, cheers."

Xia De clinked glasses with the three witches, and then the four of them drank the magic potion together. Seeing Xia De drinking something, Little Mia also wanted to drink, but this time Xia De ignored the cat's request.

Xia De did not know what the witches felt, but the moment the medicine took effect, he really recalled the past of wetting the bed in his childhood in his hometown; the effect of the medicine Xi Li Si described was not a metaphor but was really true.

Those past events that had long been forgotten surfaced one by one. Xia De, who considered himself very strong, actually felt his eye sockets becoming red. Even though he had already decided not to return to the place he came from, that was, after all, his hometown.

Those pictures, sounds, smells, and even moods hidden deep in his memory were all dug out, filling Xia De's heart.

The mottled light and shadow seen when looking up at the big tree in the orphanage during the summer of his childhood, the dim starry sky seen from the window when he couldn't sleep at night, the delicious candy that could only be eaten on his birthday, the joy and sorrow when he received the admission notice after becoming an adult...

All the feelings surfaced in an instant. He forced himself to close his eyes to get through the moment of being lost in thought due to the intense emotional impact.

The cat looked at Xia De with concern, but Xia De was fine. When the massive emotional impact receded like a tide, apart from a faint emptiness and melancholy, he thought more about the recovered memories, and there were no fragments related to the spring of 1853.

He did indeed recall many past events that had faded, but those were just memories from his hometown and memories from the midsummer of 1853. Xia De even remembered some small things from 1853, such as when he first met Director Anluosi, Director Anluosi judged through a handshake that "judging from the marks on your palms, you must have done heavy labor for a long time" (Chapter 158).

But such gains were useless.

"This magic potion is truly powerful."

But Xia De still praised it, and then thought about what would happen if Little Mia drank this magic potion, but Xia De didn't have the heart to do such a thing.

【You aren't worried that Little Mia will recall that its original owner was Mia Gao De, are you?】

"She" asked suddenly. Xia De naturally wouldn't admit that he would think this way, and even if Little Mia really had such early memories, he was confident that the current Little Mia would definitely choose to live with him rather than with Ms. Gao De.

The Ms. Thorne and the two elderly witches who also drank the magic potion had similar symptoms to Xia De. The return of a massive amount of lost memories in a short time made everyone experience a huge emotional impact.

Fortunately, they were not low-level witches, so they were only lost in thought for a moment.

Not long after Xia De returned to normal, Ms. Thorne also breathed slightly and returned to normal. She sensed that the pregnant Ms. Carmen was looking at everyone with concern, and Xia De, who had returned to normal, was looking at her, so this twelfth-level witch said:

"Regarding the memories I lost here, they still haven't been recovered."

Xia De was not disappointed either, after all, there were two other methods left unused, but Ms. Thorne said again:

"The magic potion was not without effect; some of the memories I lost related to the Origin Sea were recovered."

Xia De frowned slightly:

"So the severity of memory loss in this swamp is higher than memory loss in the Origin Sea? Then what did you recall?"

The witch's face immediately turned ugly. Xia De felt he had guessed some things:

"If you recalled the silver giant-headed monsters, then don't say it out loud, and don't try to think about them, let alone try to understand what they are. Calm down, meditate on the god's holy emblem."

Ms. Thorne then began to meditate, and after a moment she said softly:

"I feel much better. Yes, that kind of thing appeared in the recovered memory fragments. It's too terrifying; although I can understand its appearance and shape, when combined, they are so strange."

She wanted to share more memories with Xia De, but considering that Ms. Carmen was still here, she didn't continue. At this time, the two elderly witches also woke up from the massive emotional impact. Their age was greater than everyone else present combined, and the lost memories retrieved by the magic potion were also the most.

Since Ms. Thorne didn't retrieve the memories she lost here, Xia De thought these two elderly witches wouldn't be able to retrieve any memories either. But the weak old women, after their emotions stabilized, said to Xia De:

"Young man, we remembered some things. The reason we came here was to cure the illness we share. This illness has plagued us for at least twenty years. We only finally made up our minds to take the risk and come here to seek the god's help in recent years."

They didn't remember what the illness was, but the return of vague memories made them think of the key point:

"When we fled from the fog to here, memories drilled out of our ears, eyes, noses, and mouths like colors. Although we don't remember the content of those memories, we still remember what they looked like when they left."

Ms. Thorne explained from the side:

"Everyone's memory loss situation is different. Most people's memory loss is silent, but sometimes such anomalies appear."

Xia De then asked:

"What did your memories turn into in the fog?"

The two elderly women, Maggie Victor and Dot Victor, answered together:

"A horse. Our memories became a galloping horse. Clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter—I still remember the sound of its footsteps. It took away a part of our lives, took away those things that were most important to us.

Young sir, we cannot give you any reward, but please help us find it. The white horse carrying our memories is in that swamp. Find it, and we will be able to remember everything."