373: Champagne, the subconscious, multiple personalities

“It doesn't matter. If you feel awkward, everyone will still call you by your name in private.”

“Only during certain field missions will we address you directly by your codename.”

“Like how they address each other by codenames in the Special Operations Department; it's simply because many people find their names too long and troublesome to say.”

After Deep Blue explained, Liu Yan helplessly accepted the rather bizarre codename, Chen Yu.

Before leaving, Deep Blue also handed Liu Yan a set of standard-issue GTI uniforms.

It wasn't until Wang Yuhao and Kai Silva brought over the replacement quilt and mattress and then left that Liu Yan was left alone in the dormitory.

After simply changing into the standard-issue uniform, Liu Yan tidied up the mattress and quilt.

Clang—

Just as Liu Yan was organizing his original clothes, a USB-like object fell out of his pants pocket.

“This is...”

Liu Yan bent down and slowly picked up the USB drive that had fallen to the floor.

As he touched the USB drive, a string of information and images abruptly popped up from it.

[Olivia Champagne X114514]

Liu Yan froze in place.

The reason was simple: a USB drive capable of directly projecting images and information was unheard of in his memory.

“Olivia Champagne... alcohol?”

Liu Yan subconsciously touched the projected champagne.

The next second.

“Huh?!”

An Olivia Champagne, identical to the one in the image with a golden exterior, appeared in Liu Yan's hand.

Giving it a slight shake, he could even hear the liquid sloshing inside.

Along with the liquid, Liu Yan's Adam's apple bobbed.

This kind of thing could no longer be explained by science.

A bold idea surfaced in his mind.

“The numbers at the back... represent the quantity?”

“Is this USB drive my cheat for transmigrating?”

“The cheat is over a hundred thousand bottles of wine, for f***'s sake??”

“What is this? Reborn: I'm Selling Champagne in a War Zone?”

After complaining, Liu Yan noticed two arrows on either side of the projected information and images.

As Liu Yan tapped the arrows, the images and information scrolled backward.

[Rare smoothbore gun X3109]

He scrolled again.

["heaven is round, earth is square" X238]

[powerful vacuum cleaner X169894]

[Sayyid's pocket watch X38]

[military information terminal X127317]

[cloud storage array X129083]

[blade server X352748]

[gold bar X1028426]

...

The dazzling array of items left Liu Yan dizzy.

Without exception, Liu Yan could take out any of these items at will.

...

Late at night.

“Thank goodness there's a manual, otherwise, even if it killed me, I wouldn't know how to use these items...”

Liu Yan stretched and put down the top secret server in his hand.

What Liu Yan found amazing was that the top secret server not only recorded how to use these items, but also contained information about this world's GTI Operators, the Asala Guard, and the Hafuk Group.

Liu Yan no longer knew whether this thing he called quantum storage should be called a cheat or a system.

But what was certain was that it was unimaginably powerful.

His transmigration was a perfect, "heavenly" start.

At the same time, a strange feeling faintly rose in Liu Yan's heart.

His memories of before the transmigration were almost zero.

He was like someone who had appeared out of thin air in this world, a person with absolutely no "past."

At the same time, the quantities of these items were uneven.

Some only had a few dozen, while others were in the hundreds of thousands.

If it were a brand-new system, or if the cheat had just come into his hands, then the quantities should logically be uniform.

Or, if they weren't uniform, it should be based on strength.

But at the very least, they should be round numbers.

After thinking about it to no avail, Liu Yan slowly turned his gaze to the bottle of Olivia Champagne from the very beginning.

“Activate subconscious...”

“What is my subconscious?”

An instinctive thirst for knowledge made Liu Yan unable to help but feel curious.

Activating the subconscious still sounded a bit too abstract.

Liu Yan took a playback-capable black box out of the quantum storage and, at the same time, opened the champagne.

Pop—

After opening the champagne, Liu Yan didn't hesitate for a second and drank it all in one gulp.

As the champagne entered his stomach, Liu Yan's body, which had been sitting cross-legged on the floor, gradually went limp.

And his expression underwent a bizarre change.

On his face.

One eye was filled with sorrow, despair, and madness.

While the other eye was indifferent and weary.

With the center of his face as the dividing line, two completely different expressions appeared on one face.

At the same time, Liu Yan's consciousness was pitch black.

It was as if he were placed in a dark, lightless space of consciousness.

“It wasn't me!!”

“No... it was me...”

“It was all him!!”

“Hahahaha, I still have the tear of the ocean! The tear of the ocean can save them!”

“How do I use it? How?! How the f*** do I use it!!!”

“Win or lose, I just want to save them...”

“Really... it wasn't me...”

A voice filled with sorrow to the point of madness pierced into Liu Yan's ears.

Immediately after, he saw a figure kneeling on the ground, hands clutching their head in pain, tears falling onto the ground like rain.

This bizarre scene made Liu Yan's scalp tingle and the hair on his body stand on end.

After Liu Yan mustered the courage to approach, his pupils instantly trembled uncontrollably.

For a moment, Liu Yan's breath even hitched.

That figure was himself...

Suddenly, a voice, indifferent yet tinged with sorrow, abruptly rang out behind Liu Yan.

“As long as everyone I care about dies in front of me, perhaps I can win...”

Liu Yan shuddered and abruptly turned his head.

He saw that behind him, someone who looked completely different from him was sitting at a dilapidated table.

In his hand, he held a pen.

The pen was constantly writing and drawing on a piece of yellowed paper.

Seemingly unsatisfied, he crumpled up the paper and then started writing and drawing again.

“Their deaths will not be meaningless.”

“Even if I am the only winner.”

“It is still a win.”

“But if the tear of the ocean cannot be triggered...”

“Forget it, a guaranteed loss at least has a glimmer of hope.”

“Even if it can't be triggered, it just means the future me will have to bear a little more pain.”

As the voice faded, the figure writing and drawing at the table curled the corners of his mouth into a miserable smile.

Merely gazing at these two bizarre figures made sweat uncontrollably seep from Liu Yan's forehead.

Moreover, Liu Yan discovered that after watching the two for a long time, his own emotions were even being affected.

Two waves of sorrow, indescribable in words, were violently poured into his mind.

“Subconscious...”

“No, this isn't me. This absolutely cannot be my subconscious...”

For a moment, Liu Yan's mind went blank.

Suddenly, the figure kneeling on the ground and the figure sitting at the table simultaneously snapped their heads around!

Both of their gazes locked firmly onto Liu Yan.

“Ah—!!”

Inside the dormitory, Liu Yan, who had originally been sitting on the floor, suddenly woke up in a start.

His body was completely drenched in sweat.

Liu Yan immediately opened the black box he had prepared on the side.

After activating it, a holographic image appeared in the spot where he had previously been sitting cross-legged.

In the image, he saw his own bizarre expression.

Click—

Liu Yan instantly turned off the black box.

He panted heavily, looking at the empty champagne bottle on the floor.

At this moment, whether it was the blank memories or why he was here, it all became irrelevant.

Liu Yan only knew one thing in his heart.

He would absolutely never drink another drop of this champagne.