Blind Spot-Chapter 58 - 056 Trace Four

Chapter 58: 056 Trace Four

Chapter 58: 056 Trace Four

“The street at Candy Bar wouldn’t happen to be the old Xuezhong Road, would it? Our memory flashes all occurred there,” Sima Gui spoke up.

“It’s not far from here; we could walk to it, so perhaps the map is off,” Song Ran replied.

“Right, Sima, Zhong Ying, did you see any flyers posted on the streetlamps when you entered Mist Street?” Li Chengyi suddenly recalled a detail.

“Flyers? Didn’t notice them,” Zhong Ying replied.

“You mean the propaganda slogans for rebellion? I saw them, what about it?” Sima Gui asked, puzzled.

“Was there a major event that happened over a hundred years ago in this area?” Li Chengyi asked.

“Not according to the records. At that time, Yi Country was very powerful, leaving White Star with no room to breathe. The per capita GDP was high, and social welfare was good. What kind of major event could there have been?” Song Ran retorted.

“What about a fire?” Zhong Ying interjected.

“The fire happened a decade ago, unrelated to Xuezhong Road from over a hundred years ago,” Song Ran countered.

“Then back then, did Xuezhong Road ever have those concrete pillar streetlamps?” Li Chengyi asked again.

At this remark, everyone began to sense that something was amiss.

In everyone’s simulated map, Xuezhong Road from over a hundred years ago indeed had concrete pillars, and they also had slogans attached to them.

But…

Everyone noticed that these pillars were not streetlamps!

“No way! The concrete pillars on Xuezhong Road, how come they are all utility poles!?” Zhong Ying exclaimed in a low voice.

“Yes, all the concrete pillars in the Mist Street Blind Spot we entered were streetlamps, not a single one was a utility pole!” Li Chengyi confirmed. “So…”

“So, combined with the fact that the location we found before was a lake, it’s very possible that we’ve been looking in the totally wrong direction!” Sima Gui quickly continued.

“But that’s not right, is it? Who would use concrete pillars for streetlamps?? Are there such places in Yi Country?” Song Ran raised a question.

This was a crucial question, and after it was raised, everyone fell silent in the AR.

Indeed, using concrete pillars for streetlamps would be costly and difficult to construct; using a single hollow iron pole would be much faster and cheaper.

“Could it be outside the country?” Li Chengyi asked.

“Impossible, the signs inside Mist Street are all in the Yi Country language,” Sima Gui denied.

“Perhaps it’s a combination of streetlamps and utility poles?” Xindela suggested.

“That’s also a possibility.”

Li Chengyi dismissed the photo in front of him and fell into thought, looking at the row of old houses along the street.

He wanted to enter Mist Street again, and though it was somewhat selfish, his goal wasn’t to help Zhong Ying but to feel that mysterious little white flower again.

But now the clues were at a standstill, everything hinging on the confirmation of Xuezhong Road.

Leaning against a load-bearing stone pillar, Li Chengyi sorted out his thoughts continuously.

‘Maybe I should go back near Candy Bar and do another memory flash comparison.’

His gaze unintentionally fell upon a pastry shop across the street.

The shop’s name was Zhou Family Pastry Shop.

The door was wide open, with wooden drawers on the ground, each containing bags of bread sticks, cake, and biscuits.

Inside, the lighting was soft, and two attendants in white with black aprons were busily arranging something behind the counter.

Just then, a chubby little boy tiptoed to the side of the cake shop, reached out, and stuffed all the pastries at the entrance into the snake-skin bag he was carrying.

Seeing that the attendants weren’t paying attention to him, the little boy grew bolder, starting to crouch down into the shop, and reached for the open cash register to take out the cash.

As the little boy grabbed a stack of money and was about to flee the shop,

Li Chengyi looked around; noticing that no one else was paying attention, he decided to intervene and teach this brat a lesson.

He swiftly crossed the street, blocking the boy’s path on the sidewalk.

“What are you doing!?” His low shout startled the chubby boy, causing him to tremble, drop the snake-skin bag to the ground, and turn to run.

Li Chengyi stepped forward, picked up the snake-skin bag, and opened it to find it empty and devoid of anything.

He immediately realized that the boy must have quickly hidden the money and food elsewhere.

Without hesitation, he quickly chased after the little boy.

The two of them sprinted along the street edge until they reached a red trash can, where the little boy could run no more, leaning against a load-bearing pillar and gasping for air.

“Why are you chasing me??” he turned and yelled at Li Chengyi.

“What do you think?” Li Chengyi had always felt himself to be a person of strong moral justice, so seeing the other party stealing money made him intolerable.

“I didn’t do anything, okay? Mind your own business! Such a nosy parker!” the little boy retorted with bravado.

Only then did Li Chengyi get a clear view of the boy.

He was very chubby, with round flesh, his features compressed into three creases by fat, his eyeballs nearly invisible.

He wore a faded red tracksuit, with yellowed white sports trousers on his legs, and muddy green rubber shoes on his feet.

Li Chengyi noticed a half-moon white mark on the left chest of the boy’s tracksuit, depicting something like a rising sun with a line beneath it: Dongliu Experimental Primary School.

“Where’s the stuff you just took?” Li Chengyi demanded sternly.

“I didn’t take anything! What’s it to you? Mind your own freaking business!” the little boy cursed.

“Swear once more?” Li Chengyi’s gaze turned cold.

“I fuck your…”

Smack.

A muffled sound followed as Li Chengyi slapped the boy’s face, causing the chubby boy to stagger and fall to the ground, momentarily dazed.

His chubby left cheek slowly bore the imprint of a five-finger mark.

“Stealing and you dare to curse people? In the neighborhood of my childhood, a mob would rush out and beat you into a cripple on the spot!” Li Chengyi said coldly.

“Why’s it your business anyway? Always butting in, when no one else cares!” the chubby kid yelled, tears welling in his eyes.

“I happen to be free right now! So what? What’s it to you?!” Li Chengyi retorted.

He stepped forward and grabbed the chubby kid, giving him a beating.

“Stop hitting me, stop!” the chubby kid cried out, covering his head.

“You little brat, you even dare to curse me!?” Li Chengyi, already frustrated from not finding any clues about the Mist Street Blind Spot, grabbed a decent punching bag—the plump kid—and gave him a good thrashing.

He still remembered to control his strength; otherwise, with his enhanced might, it would have taken only a few hits to cause internal injuries.

“I heard you guys are looking for Wu’s Grocery Store, I know where it is!!” Suddenly, the chubby kid shouted out loud.

“!?” Li Chengyi paused in his action, his eyes fixed on the other. “How do you know we’re looking for Wu’s Grocery Store?”

“You lot standing on the corner wearing glasses, running east then west, acting all twitchy and speaking so loudly—for who wouldn’t hear you?!” the chubby kid complained, his face swollen and bruised.

“…..” Li Chengyi’s face stiffened as he recalled their behavior, which must have seemed ridiculous to outsiders unaware of the Blind Spot.

“Alright then, tell me, where’s the grocery store?” he asked the chubby kid in a deep voice. “If you can tell me the location, I won’t hit you anymore, and I’ll even give you extra money to buy some treats!”

“Let me up first,” the chubby kid quickly said.

Hearing this, Li Chengyi hurriedly stepped back, retreating two steps.

Watching as the chubby kid climbed up from the ground and dusted himself off.

“Speak, then. Where do you know it is?” he continued to ask.

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“It’s that Wu’s Grocery Store that sells bubble gum, fried tofu, and little stickers, isn’t it? I know it. I’ve even seen a fruit machine and a rocking chair in front of their shop,” the chubby kid said, wiping his runny nose on his rear end, and quickly continued.

“Yes, that’s the one!” Li Chengyi compared with the information restored about the grocery store. The items for sale were exactly the same; it was indeed that store!

His spirits lifted as he initially thought it would take a long while to find any clues, yet a little chubby thief happened to know about this Wu’s Grocery Store.

“If you lead me there, I’ll give you a hundred yuan as a reward!” Li Chengyi quickly took out his wallet and pulled out a hundred-yuan bill he had been saving for over half a year, waving it in front of the other.

“Sure thing, follow me!” Without a second word, the chubby kid turned and ran off into the distance.

The thought of getting his hands on that little white flower filled Li Chengyi with immense anticipation.

He hurriedly followed, quickening his pace with a few strides.

Whir!

Just then, in a split second, the world spun around and Li Chengyi swayed, nearly losing his balance and tumbling over.

His entire vision blurred, various colors swirling and twisting like in a blender, streaking past as lines of different hues.

‘What is this…!?’

Li Chengyi staggered backward, trying to step away.

He knew he had entered a memory flash, but it was already too late.

‘Why am I experiencing a memory flash at this time?!?’

He was on the brink of following the chubby kid to Wu’s Grocery Store, but now…

‘No! If I go in now, I can still try to get the flower first!’

Suddenly, his thoughts shifted, and the previous tension turned into expectation.

Quickly, everything in front of him started to become clear again.

The colorful lines restored, and the sensation of the world spinning rapidly dissipated.

Once again, that gray old street shrouded in mist appeared before Li Chengyi.

He quickly looked up, not to the slot machine at the end of the street, but to the ground under the lamp post of the cement pillar by the roadside.

Where was that little white flower?

Li Chengyi’s gaze swiftly scanned around.

Suddenly, a streak of white caught his eye: that mysterious little white flower, known as the mountain berry, was quietly growing under a streetlight, swaying gently, fragile and beautiful.

Li Chengyi took several quick steps as one, reaching out hastily to grasp the little flower.

‘Mountain Berry: Also known as “hong guo” or “big hawthorn,” a deciduous shrub of the Rose family… Information incomplete. Medicinal value… incomplete. Flowering period… incomplete.’

This was all the same as before.

The key was the Flower Language Technique!

‘Flower Language: Celestedge Doomsday Art.’

As expected! It hadn’t changed.

Li Chengyi swiftly looked at the following information.

‘Floral Dress Collection Degree: New Divine Flower Position not unlocked.’

This was within his expectations; his goal was still to come in here again, to take the flower out!

If he could maintain the flower’s vitality for a short period, transplanting it into reality…

Instantly, without hesitation, since there was no new Divine Flower Position, and he couldn’t absorb the flower right now, he decided to dig it out first and try transplanting!

Li Chengyi crouched down and, with the Floral Dress emanating from his palm, used the sharp blade of Gladiolus to dig down into the soil beside the mountain berry’s roots.

In the midst of the hissing sounds, chunks and clumps of black soil along with fragments of stone tiles were dug out.

The roots of the mountain berry began to emerge as well.