Krafft's Anomaly Notes

Chapter 126 The sense of urgency

As Kraft himself thinks, he's barely remembering what it's like to forget.When thinking, the consciousness wanders in the big library of memory, and picking out the required archives is no more difficult than looking up the dictionary by the first letter.

Not only memorization, but also improved thinking efficiency, faster and more indexes, which is conducive to the formation of a rigorous logical chain.

So when it comes to "forgot something", it doesn't mean turning over a book with faded ink in the memory library, but the lack of an initial reminder to let the consciousness know where it is going and what it is looking for.

In other words, at this time, rather than forgetting something, it is better to say that he did not think of something.There is a hole in the web of thinking, and there is something that should not be ignored, and it is probably common sense.

"Help me think about it, what have I done less." One of the characteristics of many mental patients is that they lack self-awareness and are completely unaware of what is wrong with them.At this time, self-examination is unreliable, but the abnormality reflected in the behavior does exist and can be observed by others.

He needs a "teleprompter" to wake up his memory and give him a clue for tracing.

"Uh, you mean that piece of ore?" William took back his spirits bottle and took a sip, feeling the wonderful taste that moistened and burned the surface of his tongue. The heat gushed out from it, dispelling the chill in the bone marrow.

He shook the bottle gently. Kraft used it with restraint, and there was a lot of wine left in it.

Although wine has been used to prevent and treat diseases for a long time, it is still too heartbreaking to use it in large quantities to clean wounds.

"Of course not." Kraft put his hand into his pocket. The piece of ore was lying in it. It was just a sample. Now that the old mine has been knocked open, he can pick it up again at any time if he loses it. "It should be now, or immediately." something to do."

"For example?" After two sips of wine, his slightly drunk spirit calmed down, and William felt that the small wounds on his face from the stone flakes did not hurt so much, and his hands stopped shaking.

The fear of the deep earth has subsided slightly, and the illusion of tremors no longer occurs from time to time. I always feel that the ground under my feet is not stable, and there are giants wandering in the rocky soil, and they will break out of the ground at any time.

Temporarily, booze provides a false but necessary soothing environment, if not quite as reassuring as being back on your own boat.

Seeing Kraft's suspicious look, he handed out the bottle, "Take a sip?"

"No." Kraft pushed the bottle away and continued to think about what he had forgotten. Alcohol is 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 fine wine. After being rejected, he passed the wine to Kupu as a welfare for the wounded, "Okay, Kupu, would you like a sip? It should be possible Your injuries are better."

Kupp took the wine and took a tentative sip.

"Ahem!" Just like the first attempt, people who have drunk light beer at most are not easy to adapt to this flowing flame. The irritating cough involves the waist wound, and there is another burst of tearing pain, like a freshly solidified blood scab It fell apart again.

But Coop got some inspiration from it.He covered his waist and looked up and down for a while, and found the only place that felt inconsistent in Kraft.

"Are you injured?"

"Yes, but it's not a big problem." Kraft replied casually, touching his bandage-wrapped chin.The maxillofacial neck is rich in blood vessels, and it looks scary when injured, but fortunately, it is not deep and the large blood vessels are not injured.

Now only a little pain remains, coming and going with the breath near the windpipe.

During the interval of pain, the consciousness mobilized its attention and screened the things it saw, from the sheathed long sword, the instrument box, to the money bag, and really couldn't think of any urgent matters that needed to be dealt with.

This situation is like looking for glasses while wearing glasses, or looking for a mobile phone with a mobile phone, but the confusion is deeper and it is more difficult to get out on your own.However, there are people around who can't help, it seems that the abnormality of his behavior is not so obvious that it is obvious.

"Did you meet a heretic, too? Or that thing?" Neither looked like the cause of the injury; the former wasn't on this level, and the latter didn't look like it could leave a whole body if it was rubbed.

"Neither, it's..." Kraft couldn't figure out how to describe the creature that hurt him, mixing a bunch of faces with insect features?The tip of the limb cut into the skin, and he almost thought it could peel off the entire face, but in the end, good distance control greatly reduced the cost.

He brewed it for a while, without describing its appearance, stretched out his hand unconsciously, and took the spirits. The smell of the overflowing alcohol reminded him of the days when there was no povidone-iodine solution, and the disinfection of alcohol cotton balls was really painful.

"What, changed your mind? Believe me, take a sip, sometimes you are too serious, just like an old-fashioned priest." It seems that as long as you are by William's side for a day, you will not miss the tireless Amway.

【pain】

Now, Kraft needs to make that sense of depth a little clearer.

Press hard on the blood-oozing gauze, the strongest feeling in the body and the most important warning message become an effective teleprompter. A part that cannot be bypassed.

"Damn it, wound!"

Kraft moved quickly, untied the fastening knot, and loosened the cotton bandage that had just been wrapped.He had just insisted on debridement of the wounds of Cooper and Peter, but the third person with a deep wound was ignored, and it was an oolong with glasses looking for glasses.

After being injured by a jointed limb of unknown composition, the soul from another world engraved with sterile consciousness actually only performed simple cleaning and temporary bandaging at the first time, and did not even think of carefully examining the wound with spiritual senses.

Is it a normal omission?

Consciousness doesn't think so.The repeated emphasis and practice day after day has formed a habit solidified in life, coupled with memory strengthening, if he can still forget these things, it may only be that the degenerative brain disease has found him in advance.

Without sufficient rest, Kraft forcibly turned on his mental senses, and filtered the cortex and muscles like a thin-layer scan, infiltrating the red and black blood scabs, but did not find any obvious abnormal embedded matter.

Maybe he was thinking too much.Like a clean blade, the limb sprang from the shadows, wounding without leaving a single burr in the tissue.

Of course, it is also possible that it was too late. Forgetting made him miss the best time to observe, and the factors that affected cognition had long been hidden.

Or worse, never had a chance.He traced the movement trajectory of the arthropods.What if it was an arthropod that had been injured?Like the bleeding wounds of an infected patient, spreading on contact what neither the naked eye nor the mental senses can observe?

Maybe it's already entered the early stage of the disease, with a slight change in consciousness as a prodromal symptom, and unknown consequences are growing in the body.

"Go back to Port of Solace as soon as possible. If something is going to happen, I will finish it before then." Wet the cotton cloth with spirits and wiped the wound. Kraft gritted his teeth and finished cleaning.

He doesn't know what's going on, but he knows what he's here for.

(End of this chapter)