God Emperor Reborn: My Memory Erased

If someone had seen the front of the freight car, they would surely have been so shocked that their mouths couldn't close.

There was a boy in school uniform, stretching out his right palm and single - handedly holding up the front of the freight car.

From the dent in the front of the freight car, one could tell how powerful the impact just now had been.

Fang Yu's expression was calm. He lowered his head and glanced at his shoes.

After rubbing on the ground for more than ten meters, the soles of the canvas shoes he was wearing had disappeared.

However, if Fang Yu hadn't been wearing shoes, what would have happened just now wouldn't have been a collision, but an explosion.

Fang Yu had been tempering his body for a full 1,500 years, and his physical body had long since reached an indestructible state. A freight car crashing into him was actually no different from hitting a mountain.

Fang Yu had long since noticed the presence of this freight car and saw that the person sitting in the driver's seat was Dabiao, whom he had met once yesterday.

Fang Yu had deliberately let himself be hit.

Because in this way, he would have a reason for self - defense counter - attack.

"Boom!"

Fang Yu pushed his right hand forward, and the ten - ton freight car retreated several meters.

Fang Yu walked to the door of the driver's seat of the freight car and reached out to pull.

"Crash!"

The driver's door was forcibly opened by Fang Yu.

Dabiao was sitting in the driver's seat, still hysterically twisting the steering wheel and stepping on the gas pedal.

But the power system of the freight car had already malfunctioned.

"How is this possible!?" Seeing Fang Yu alive in front of him, Dabiao's mind went blank.

What had happened within this one minute had already exceeded his cognition.

A person being hit by a heavy freight car moving at full speed, yet remaining unharmed and even forcing the freight car to stop with just his strength?

Was this a human?

This was the kind of situation that only appeared in movies and novels!

"The car is broken."

Fang Yu's voice brought Dabiao back to reality.

"You, you're going to... Aah!" Before Dabiao could finish his words, Fang Yu grabbed his head and smashed it hard against the steering wheel.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There were dull thuds, accompanied by Dabiao's screams.

Fang Yu saw the walkie - talkie on the passenger seat, picked it up, and pressed the call button.

Three seconds later, He Wencheng's voice indeed came through: "Dabiao, is it done? I've arranged for brothers to pick you up..."

Fang Yu didn't say anything, just kept smashing Dabiao's head.

Dabiao's screams were transmitted to the other side through the walkie - talkie.

He Wencheng was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "What's going on? Dabiao! What happened?"

Dabiao's face was covered in blood from being smashed, and his screams became weaker and weaker until he fainted.

Fang Yu picked up the walkie - talkie. He Wencheng was still shouting on the other end.

"Come here within twenty minutes. Your subordinate still has a chance. Otherwise, get ready to collect his body." Fang Yu said calmly, then turned off the walkie - talkie.

Fang Yu looked at the dying Dabiao, his eyes showing no emotion.

After dealing with Dabiao, Fang Yu jumped off the freight car and immediately saw the female teacher, Ding Ran, who was in a daze behind him.

He knew this beauty.

She was the English counselor of the neighboring key class, Ding Ran.

Because of her outstanding looks, Ding Ran was very famous in Jianghai Middle School and was the perfect goddess in the hearts of many boys.

Fang Yu had seen Ding Ran several times in the corridor and had also heard countless things about her from the boys in his class.

Why was she here? Had she seen everything that had just happened?

Fang Yu slightly frowned and walked forward.

"Cl, classmate, you... you're okay?" Ding Ran opened her cherry - like mouth, and her big, shiny eyes were full of disbelief.

"Ms. Ding, I'm sorry." Fang Yu stretched out a finger and touched it to Ding Ran's forehead.

Ding Ran's whole body trembled violently, and then her eyes became vacant.

"Go home and have a good sleep. You'll be fine." Fang Yu said.

Go... home?

Ding Ran stared fixedly at Fang Yu. Two seconds later, she started walking across the zebra crossing.

Fang Yu had used a small magic technique on Ding Ran.

This magic technique was very simple and basically only worked on ordinary people.

If nothing unexpected happened, Ding Ran would go home and sleep. After waking up, she wouldn't have the memory of what had just happened. Even if she had some faint memories, she would just regard it as a dream.

After Ding Ran left, Fang Yu looked around and found two surveillance cameras near the crossroads.

Everything that had just happened had been recorded by the cameras.

After thinking for a while, Fang Yu took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, Xiao Jiang, it's me. Do me a favor..."

...

Fang Yu returned to the courtyard and was about to go upstairs when Yu Yueyue ran out of her house and grabbed Fang Yu's hand.

"Brother Fang Yu, my mom came back this morning. I told her about what happened the other day, and she said she wanted to thank you. Please have dinner at our house tonight."

"Sure, I haven't tasted Aunt Wang's cooking for a long time." Fang Yu readily agreed.

When it came to food, he would never refuse at any time.

Yu Yueyue's mother was Wang Yan, a beautiful woman with excellent cooking skills.

As early as when Yu Yueyue was ten years old, Wang Yan divorced Yu Chengye, who was addicted to gambling, and took on the responsibility of raising Yu Yueyue alone.

"Xiao Yu, take a seat. I'll finish cooking the meal soon." Wang Yan, wearing an apron, stuck her head out from the kitchen and smiled at Fang Yu.

"It's okay, no rush. I'm really bothering you again by coming to have a meal." Fang Yu said.

"No bother at all! I've heard from Yueyue. If it weren't for you that night..." At this point, Wang Yan's face looked a bit unpleasant. She bit her lip and didn't continue.

"I'll cook first. Have a cup of tea." Wang Yan said.

"Hey? Brother Fang Yu, why aren't you wearing shoes?" Yu Yueyue suddenly noticed that Fang Yu was bare - footed and asked curiously.

"I stepped on a stone just now and broke the soles of my shoes, so I just threw them away." Fang Yu said.

"Did you step on a stone with both feet?" Yu Yueyue opened her eyes wide and asked.

"Yeah, I've been having bad luck recently. I keep running into bad things." Fang Yu let out a sigh and said sincerely.

"Let me pat your head and give you some luck." Yu Yueyue stretched out her small hand and gently patted Fang Yu's head.

A few minutes later, Wang Yan brought the dishes to the table. There were four dishes and one soup in total.

There was no need to mention Wang Yan's cooking skills. Fang Yu had always thought that her cooking was on a par with that of hotel chefs.

During the meal, although Wang Yan was chatting and laughing, Fang Yu noticed that there was a hint of worry hidden in her eyes.

Out of consideration for Wang Yan inviting him to dinner, Fang Yu was very willing to help her. But if Wang Yan didn't say anything, he wouldn't ask deliberately.

After dinner, Fang Yu went back to the second floor.

His home, apart from a small living room, had two rooms. One was the bedroom, and the other was the utility room for storing sundries.

As he passed by the utility room, Fang Yu smelled a scent of medicinal herbs and suddenly remembered what Tang Xiaorou had asked today.

In the utility room were the medicinal herbs brought back from the northwest, which Xia Xiuzhi had planted outside the thatched cottage.

These herbs were all extremely rare varieties, and many of them had disappeared from the market.

It could be said that these herbs were truly priceless.

But Fang Yu had thrown them in the utility room like garbage. If Xia Xiuzhi knew how Fang Yu was treating his hard - work, he would probably be so angry that he would spit blood.

"Those medicinal herbs that couldn't be found in that prescription should be among these, right?" Fang Yu thought as he looked at the herbs in the utility room.

Well, it's better to help others to the end. Besides, the Tang family had already paid the reward.

"Tell that girl to come and pick them up tomorrow."

Late at night, Fang Yu was lying on the bed, eyes open, thinking about some issues.

Reaching his level of cultivation, it was extremely difficult to make further progress. Although he was only at the Qi - refining stage, he was already at the 9,832nd level of the Qi - refining stage.

As early as two thousand years ago, Fang Yu could no longer rely solely on the cultivation method to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to improve his cultivation.

To break through to the next level, he could only rely on other methods. In the past two thousand years, the most efficient method Fang Yu had adopted was to swallow the inner elixirs of demonic beasts alive.

By this means, he had broken through from the 5,000th level of the Qi - refining stage to the 9,000th level.

However, now, with the weakening of spiritual energy on Earth, fewer and fewer demonic beasts could survive. In the past hundred years, Fang Yu had only found a few.

Now, his cultivation had completely stagnated. He had been stuck at the 9,832nd level for a long time.

Fang Yu believed that as long as he could break through the 9,999th level of the Qi - refining stage and reach the 10,000th level, he could smoothly enter the Foundation - building stage.

At that time... the ultimate dream of his thousands of years of cultivation could be realized.

But unexpectedly, just when he was not far from the 10,000th level, demonic beasts on Earth were almost extinct...

Now, he either had to find other efficient cultivation methods or search the whole world for the few remaining demonic beasts.

"Forget it, don't think about it. Anyway, I have plenty of time. I'll take it slow." Fang Yu thought to himself.

Fang Yu closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

But at this moment, he heard a suppressed sobbing sound coming from downstairs.