Chapter 75 Mirror
"hiss--"

Slowly opening his eyes, Frege gently pressed the place where the head was hit before.

At this moment, he could still feel the continuous stream of pain.

"Nata...the attack is too ruthless..."

He struggled to sit up, and a figure with fiery red hair flashed in his mind.

The weak girl in memory gradually overlapped with the figure she saw before she fell into a coma.

Natalia...

This girl who has been very close to him since he was a child, now appeared in front of him with two diametrically opposite faces in a short period of time, and for a while he was not sure of her identity.

The flashes of memory kept flashing, and the picture was finally fixed on the wild black leather jacket and the snow-white softness.

"What's the matter with you..."

He shook his head with a wry smile, there seemed to be a hint of warmth remaining on his lips and between his nose.

After a long while, he completely dispelled the remaining heat in his heart, and immediately lowered his head to check his own condition.

The windbreaker given by the tailor had long since disappeared, and he was wearing a slightly worn-out military uniform—the dust on the collar and cuffs would only accumulate to this extent after lying in the warehouse for more than half a year.

"What's going on?" He widened his eyes, "Could it be... I've time-traveled!?"

This sudden idea surprised him, and he immediately began to rummage around, trying to find more evidence.

"Communications, identity cards...all gone..."

His heart suddenly went cold, and he forced himself to calm down and continue to feel the situation in his mind.

"Fortunately...the explorer's notes are still there..."

Noticing that the notebook was still lying peacefully in his mind, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He had a subtle feeling somewhere that as long as the notes were still by his side, no matter what accidents occurred, they could be resolved.

However, when he saw the contents shown in the notes, he was immediately stunned again.

"Don't look for her at this time."

The notes were impartial and just turned back to this page. He still remembered that this was the reminder that the notes gave him when he was about to contact Fleur for the first time after leaving Solomon Starport.

"Are you blaming me for not following your advice?"

Frege didn't know what was wrong with him, but he actually started talking to this notebook...

What shocked him even more happened, the notebook closed with a bang and immediately swung up and down a few times, as if responding to what he said just now.

"Alright then..." Frege couldn't laugh or cry, "But Fleur is in danger, so I will go back no matter what."

"This is a trap."

The explorer's note was opened again, and a line of words like this was written on a brand new page.

"Trap?" Frege shrugged, "Even if it is a trap, I will jump into it without hesitation."

The notebook was closed again, turned around and faced him sideways, it seemed that he didn't intend to continue to pay attention to him.

"Ha ha……"

Frege shook his head with a smile. Even if the hints given to him by this note come true again and again, it is impossible for him to make a decision that deviates from his own heart on issues of principle.

In the final analysis, he just didn't trust this note of unknown origin.

——He always felt that there was a big conspiracy behind it.

"I have to check again."

He stood up and looked around, the faintly audible shouts outside and the furnishings inside made him realize that he was in a barracks.

There were four wooden beds in total, except for the place where he was lying on just now, there was no one on the remaining three wooden beds, only a stack of neatly arranged quilts.

He is eager to know the situation he is in now, but at this time, there is no one else to ask.

"First look in a mirror..."

The first thing he needs to confirm is whether he is still himself.

Looking around in this small barracks, there was nothing that looked like a mirror. Other people's packages were under the bed, but since he was unfamiliar with the place, he was too embarrassed to mess with other people's things.

After trying to move his body, he walked to the door of the barracks and opened the curtain, and a bright light hit his face immediately.

The weather outside is not so clear, it can even be described as gloomy, and it is almost impossible to tell where there are clouds in the gray sky.

Even so, the light outside was still much stronger than that in the dark barracks.

There are dozens of barracks with almost the same style in the surrounding area. The area next door is a huge school field. In the distance, several rows of soldiers dressed similarly to him can be vaguely seen training around the outer edge.

"Hey! Ha!"

There was a shout from far to near behind him, and he looked back, only to see a small group of soldiers, led by what looked like a very strong officer, was approaching where he was.

At this moment, the soldiers were doing their daily training. When they passed by Frege, they seemed to have not seen him, and their eyes were focused on the front.

"Uh……"

When they were about to leave, Frege couldn't help asking, "Excuse me... where is the bathroom?"

The man at the end of the queue turned his head and glanced at him, his impatient expression suddenly became a little eager after seeing his appearance clearly.

"over there!"

He raised his finger and pointed to the area outside several barracks. Frege tiptoed and found that there was indeed a different-looking building there.

"Jeffrey! Stay on your errands!"

The burly man in the lead turned around and scolded.

"Yes! Captain!"

The man finally turned his head and showed a smile that was uglier than crying, which made Frege, who was planning to thank him by raising his hand, feel a chill in an instant.

How do you feel... There seems to be something wrong with this old man's eyes?
He withdrew his hand with a smirk, and hurriedly ran towards the direction pointed by the other party.

He was a little worried about this old man's sexual orientation, and it was better to get out of his sight as soon as possible just in case.

Fortunately, although the old man was a little bit wrong, at least he pointed the way without any problem.

He walked into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror behind the door.

He couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he saw his true self, and then looked at the increasingly fair face, and he sighed again:
"Why did it turn white again..."

Originally, he was tanned more than eight degrees on "Arche", but under the joint action of Noah's repair fluid and gene awakening potion, his skin became even whiter than when he just graduated.

In the mirror, he was wearing a military cap, which did look a bit soft after covering his hair.

No wonder...

Frege immediately understood that the old man probably regarded him as a woman.

"It's not very similar..." Frege made gestures in front of the mirror a few times, "Compared with the sister in the back, I'm not at all..."

His thoughts suddenly paused here, and Frege looked at the short-haired woman behind him who pushed the door out of the cubicle through the reflection of the mirror.

This side is the cubicle... and the other side... is the cubicle!
"Fuck—"

Frege immediately understood his situation, he quickly turned around and raised his hands: "I swear! This is a misunderstanding!"

"roll!"

(End of this chapter)

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