My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 311 - 291: Flying to the Moon

Seeing the middle-aged man in front of him, his hands began to tremble involuntarily, he opened his mouth, seeming to want to say something but was too choked up to speak.

The young officer immediately stepped forward to hold him, then led him back the way they came.

He already understood what had happened; those companions of this man who once helped each other endure through this apocalypse had all been reset.

The young officer originally thought he had found a major clue, but seeing this man with his head down in the park now, seemingly suppressing his sobs, he sighed.

"Only I am left..." This man who just now seemed like a member of a mysterious organization muttered softly, "Only I am left in this world..."

"Alright, wallowing in self-pity here won’t do any good, I’ll take you to meet one of my companions, he hasn’t been reset either."

Soon, the young officer met up with Xue Dili at the agreed location, and they exchanged information.

Both temporarily accepted the viewpoint that an unknown apocalypse happened in this world, resetting everyone to the day before the apocalypse, and have been cycling like this for an unknown amount of time.

Xue Dili also noticed this man, he was very sad and depressed, but now was not the time to vent these emotions.

Before resorting to the Innovation Era, Xue Dili might have thought the world’s reset was due to the means of World Consciousness.

But when Innovation Era couldn’t contact World Consciousness, combined with the fact that this is Heart Stealer’s homeland, Xue Dili had a new idea.

Is it possible, the world’s reset is a trick by Apostles, and their purpose is...

Gu Cultivation!

The entire world’s Heart Stealers keep getting reset in that twisted apocalypse, finally obtaining an optimal Poison King, and that Poison King who breaks out of the siege is implanted with underlying codes to execute the task of invading another world.

This was Xue Dili’s thought upon seeing this man claiming to have lived for 68 days.

And the Divine King seemed to be a former Poison King, he was implanted with Divine Wood and other underlying codes before invading the Teaching Country; even now, he doesn’t know he was modified, mechanically repeating orders.

Although realized the abnormality of this world on the first day here, now after obtaining much information, felt the truth within the fog is more confusing.

"What’s your name? What method do you use to stay conscious, without losing yesterday’s memory?" Xue Dili asked the currently dazed middle-aged man.

He didn’t seem as strong, when raising his head, Xue Dili and the young officer saw the bloodshot in his eyes and tears he was holding back.

Understandable, after realizing the terrifying truth of this apocalypse, finally encountered some like-minded companions, supporting each other in this apocalypse-like world, keeping each other’s humanity and memories, in a world where everything will be deleted and reset, only one’s memory won’t be deleted.

And this memory is the bond among them.

But suddenly one day, all the supporting companions lost their memory, totally forgot everything, returned to that muddled reset; to him, those people all "died."

Memory and soul, are the foundation of building a personality, and clearly, those people he once knew disappeared forever.

But he raised his head, looked at Xue Dili and the young officer simultaneously, a strange flame ignited in his eyes.

He suddenly felt he should pass on the patterns the 12 of them derived in this endless day, just like when he first joined the organization, the leader Henrik passed all knowledge he knew to him, now it’s his turn to pass these patterns and knowledge to newcomers.

At least, let this torch be passed on.

He seemed finally to ignite his fighting spirit, said: "Let’s walk and talk."

Xue Dili and the young officer exchanged a glance, this middle-aged man had just looked so decadent, didn’t know what ignited him now.

As they chatted on the street, the man said: "The first point to ensure memory, rule one, is to not be exposed to the Blood Moon, avoid falling into ’Bloodthirsty Impulse.’"

"Blood Moon?" Xue Dili and the young officer were stunned simultaneously.

"Yes, this was the rule concluded by the former leader Henrik," the middle-aged man said, adding, "Oh, forgot to introduce myself, I’m Eisen, once a composer, but now just a survivor struggling in the apocalypse." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

He continued talking, regardless of whether nearby students and office workers overheard their conversation.

Xue Dili and the young officer exchanged a glance, they both saw the red moon last night but didn’t pinpoint the reason there.

Because red satellites are too common; when a planet’s surface contains high iron, sulfur, and mercury, it appears blood red from outside.

Similarly, they didn’t feel any magic power fluctuation from that Blood Moon.

So Xue Dili immediately added, "Were the crazy people yesterday what you refer to as the bloodlust impulse?"

"Yes." The man silently sat down on a park bench, took a bottle of juice in his hand, and gulped it down fiercely. "Those affected by the bloodlust impulse go crazy with the urge to kill anyone, and they have a sense for the location of others nearby."

"So, that is rule two, avoid people affected by the bloodlust impulse, because even if you kill them, and luckily do not fall under the blood moon, the scent of blood will attract more people affected by the bloodlust impulse, making your situation more difficult."

The middle-aged man, Eisen, squeezed the drink bottle in his hand tightly.

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

"Rule four, if you must remain outside, avoid all lights and vehicles, and cover every inch of your body with clothing, showing no bare skin," said the man wrapped in a black coat.

These are the survival rules their organization summarized while living in this apocalypse, and they are some of the little knowledge they can pass on.

Relying on this knowledge, some of them survived for more than six hundred days, although yesterday one of them departed forever.

Even if they find Henrik again, he is no longer the original leader of the self-rescue organization Henrik, but a truck driver Henrik with a daughter at home.

Once reset, even people who look exactly the same are no longer their former companions.

Xue Dili and the young commander exchanged a glance, they remembered the four rules, but they paid attention not to the rules themselves, but to the information within.

Rules 1 and 4 are actually about avoiding the blood moon, while rules 2 and 3 are about avoiding disasters caused by the bloodlust impulse.

So it seems that as long as you are not influenced by the bloodlust impulse and are not killed, you can avoid being reset by the world.

Unfortunately, these rules are not very useful to them, just like yesterday, they were also exposed to the blood moon, but nothing happened. Perhaps the bloodlust impulse of the blood moon only targets the heart stealers native to this world.

However, there was another crucial piece of information, suggesting there might be a problem with the red satellite.

"Let’s find a way to fly to the satellite. Without coordinates, we can only fly over the hard way," Xue Dili proposed his idea.

Since Eisen mentioned the suspicious blood moon, it must be investigated.

But only one person can try to fly over at maximum speed.

The two exchanged a glance, and in the end, the young commander decided to fly to the satellite, given that flying through magic was the only way, and in terms of magical attainment, Xue Dili was only near Tier Four, while the young commander was a genuine Tier Four.

Moreover, if any issues arise, the young commander’s spatial talents allow instantaneous return, whereas Xue Dili would likely become a sitting duck during the portal casting time.

The young commander immediately prepared magic to fly in a vacuum environment, and also made protective measures for the vacuum environment.

Meanwhile, Xue Dili did not lag behind; he immediately began chanting the few Holy Light Magic spells he knew.

Xue Dili is a bit one-sided in magic; he doesn’t know many nor a variety of spells, like the many spells the Old Demon Emperor gave him that he didn’t have time to learn. Instead, the Holy Light Magic the Old Undead laid the foundation for is what’s most familiar to him now.

Among Holy Light Magic, the most common are the Blessing Magic, which Xue Dili is somewhat proficient in, although slightly less than the Holy Light Cutting Class.

So, in an instant, he cast several Holy Light Blessings on the young commander, including an Anomaly Blessing to protect the body from vacuum-induced pressure loss and low temperatures, a Guardian Blessing against physical attacks, and a Courage Blessing to prevent mental pressure in a vacuum...

More than a dozen Holy Light BUFFs stacked on the young commander, making him glow like a humanoid light bulb. This operation left Eisen, who was self-consumed in thought, stunned.

"What are you doing?" He stared dumbfounded at Xue Dili layering Holy Light BUFFs on the young commander, who now resembled a walking Holy Light machine, this Holy Light concentration could probably wipe out all Tier Two and below undead in the Witch Demon King’s army.

"Adding BUFFs. We’re preparing to fly up and see what that red moon you spoke of really is, to check if there’s anything odd on that satellite," Xue Dili casually explained, uttering something bewildering to this person who had never left his home planet.

He was once a composer, a semi-intellectual, knew about satellites, planets, and space issues like pressure loss and temperature loss, thus leaving him even more bewildered.

"Are you just flying straight up like that?" he asked, posing a soul-searching question.

"What else? Do you have the coordinates of the red moon?"

Eisen was momentarily speechless, he could half understand the scientific side, but on the magic side, he was completely confused.

And now, looking at Xue Dili constantly chanting magic, he seemed to realize that Xue Dili was the legendary "mage."

"Done with the BUFFs? I feel like apart from the first two you added, the rest are all just for comfort," the young commander quipped.

"Whether they’re useful or not, just add a little," Xue Dili replied, truly fearing an accident might happen to this kid.