In the ancient book The Thirty-Six Stratagems, the first priority was . . . leave. However, the best scheme was . . . pretend to have lost memories.
He had read many time-traveling novels, and when the MC found a hard-to-answer question, they played this trick.
When he thought of this, Fan told the lady, “This . . . sister, you don’t understand, I just knocked my head on the cave wall, so I . . . I can’t remember anything.”
“What? You lost your memories?” The woman was quick to cooperate with him.
“Yes," he said slowly. "I don’t even remember who I am, and who you are. Would you tell me your name?” Fan never thought he had such potential in telling lies. He even began to regret why he hadn"t knocked into the wall earlier, since he already knew this was a necessary game after time-traveling. It wasn"t 100 percent accurate, but within ninety percent, which was still good odds, but . . .
However, the girl didn’t care about the math problems running through his mind. She simply pa.s.sed him, leaving him with the good scent of her long hair.
Suddenly, he got a huge aching at the back of his head and suffered a blackout.
While unconscious, he dreamed many dreams, of his homebody boring life and of his field exploration trainee experience.
Finally, he had the same dream of dropping down into an endless h.e.l.l.
Though he dreamed of this falling many times, the results were different. This time, he was not coming back from the nightmare with cold sweats, but instead fell into a pool and woke up trembling.
When he opened his eyes, he saw a strange landscape he usually only found in movies. An ancient house of about of about seventy to eighty square meters, with some furs scattered on the floor. The walls were made of wood, and a gra.s.s roof was blackened by smoke. He found some axe marks on the wood, and some of the walls had already become the food of worms.
A big black pot was on the fire in the middle of the house, with some smaller iron pots hanging over the bonfire, giving out a strange smell of food he had never had before.
The most horrible thing was that many strong, muscular men were circling the bonfire, all staring at him like tigers.
Fan calculated that from the distance of his eyes to the ground, with his current body, was about 185 to 190 centimeters, nothing like the weak body of his own of about 170.
So, the girl was about 200, much taller than those in his era. But when he saw the muscular men, he knew that he was too easily surprised. The tallest one of them was about two heads’ taller than him, and even the shortest man was like a giant to him. The girl might be shorter than the average female height of this era.
He was like a child standing among the adults.
Though the scene was so weird, Fan believed that time traveling was possible, believing that the current time was the same as shown on his phone, which was September 20, 3208.
But as a doctor in science and engineering, he still doubted something; the muscular men were all wearing the furs from beasts. The girl in this dress didn’t surprise him because hers was normal in the twenty-fifth century. But now, all of the men were also in tiger furs? Did he travel to the future or the old days? Or he was in a mental hospital of the future?
“Yang Hao, you really forgot everything?” Seeing Fan come back to consciousness, the strongest uncle among the tiger skin-clad men asked him.
Yang Hao? So the owner of this body enjoyed the same last name “Yang” with him. Maybe . . . he was his ancestor from 1,500 years ago. “Yeap!”
Though he felt this situation was really strange, he only had this answer for them under any circ.u.mstance.
“So . . . it is true? How to solve this problem?” The uncle was looking around to find someone with an answer.
“I already mentioned many times this kid is useless. Look at him; he is as slim as a rat. Just learned some skills to work with us, but now . . .” Another one was not as gentle as the uncle. “We’d better drive him out to let him live on his own; at least we can save some food. The winter is coming.”
Then, many of them agreed to this proposal, and their expressions were serious.
Fan suddenly panicked. What bad luck! Why do all the MCs in time-traveling novels enjoy powers, beauties, and the admiration from their peers?