I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

Edward ran to a nearby hotel in embarrassment.

Although Edward's clothes were broken into strips, he looked like a beggar, but he could still use the performance artist's explanation to get away with it. Now he has blood and blood on his body, so there is no way to hide it.

Edward's embarrassed appearance and the bloody smell on his body startled everyone. The waitress at the front desk screamed, and the security guard who was fishing not far away found that the atmosphere was not right, and came over vigilantly.

"This, uh, sir, may I help you?" The security guard held the electric baton behind his back with one hand and looked at him warily.

Edward noticed the slight change in the security guard's tone. It seemed that Edward raised his eyebrows at the address, but didn't pay attention.

"Open a room for me and bring me a first aid kit." Edward took out a hundred-dollar bill from his arms and said with a wry smile, "My performance art was robbed."

The security guard and the front desk looked at each other, still somewhat defensive, "Sir, please show your driver's license or passport."

""Edward.

As a time traveler, if you give me two days, I will definitely be able to get it done for you, but he has just crossed over, where can he find a driver's license or passport?

"It was robbed." Edward was ambiguous, took out another banknote and patted it on it, holding back his distress and said calmly, "Help me open a room, send me a medical kit, and report the case for me by the way, thank you."

The front desk lady put away the second banknote calmly, quickly registered it for Edward, and handed him a room card.

"Room 304."

Edward nodded and walked up by himself.

When Edward walked away, the security guard looked serious, "It won't be a problem." He was worried that the last sentence was a warning.

But the front desk lady shook her head with a mysterious smile, took out a small mobile phone, and called, "Hello, I want to report the crime."

After Edward arrived in the room, he checked that there was no pinhole camera or anything like that before he felt relieved. Soon, a waiter came up to deliver a first aid kit.

The injury on Edward's body was not serious, and it was barely a skin injury, so he wrapped it with a bandage and dismissed it.

Edward turned on the TV, switched to a station that was broadcasting news, amplified the sound and walked into the bathroom. The water from the nozzle was quickly sprinkled, and the warm water flowed from top to bottom. Edward's eyes followed the water flow. Move your body.

"Huh." Edward relaxed his body under the flow of water, and subconsciously looked in the mirror. When he saw the mirror, he was taken aback, his body tensed for a moment, and rushed out of the water curtain.

Standing in front of the mirror, he raised his hair and exposed his forehead. He hadn't looked in the mirror before, but now that he saw his face in the mirror, Edward's expression froze instantly.

Wait, something doesn't seem right.

Edward is embarrassed.

This body doesn't seem to belong to Time Robber Tide.

Edward sometimes robbed all of Tied's memories. He knew very well what Tid looked like. Moreover, during a combat training session when Tid was 13 years old, he had an untreatable scar on his forehead. He does not have this scar now.

I don’t rule out the possibility that he traveled back in time and became Teed when he was a child, but his face is also different.

Edward raised his hand and carefully looked at the palm prints and fingerprints on his palm. If Edward himself could not remember the clear appearance of his palm prints and fingerprints, but the Time Robber Tidd had an extremely difficult time because of the mission. clear memory.

After comparing them one by one, Edward came to a conclusion.

This really isn't Time Robber's.

Looking back, Edward had physical incoordination in the fight in the alley before. I thought it was caused by being too tired, but after checking the fingerprints just now, the problem became very clear: he would be physically incoordinated, because it was not at all It's not the body of Tidd the Time Raider, so the body memory doesn't exist at all, so it's naturally incoordinated.

It's like asking someone who has never practiced ballet to dance the swan dance.

The question then arises, who is this?

It's not Edward's, it's not Ted's, who is it?

No memory at all

The most important thing is, this is not the body of Time Robber Teed, so why can you still use Time Stop?

A series of questions made Edward suddenly have self-doubt. Who am I?

The two memories of Edward and Tidd were mixed together, causing Edward to have a moment of cognitive dislocation, and almost believed that he was Tidd, the time robber, not Edward, a junior student.

Edward held his forehead, almost disturbed by Tidd's memory.

This me is not the ego, but the id.

1. I know that my soul and my mind are Edward.

2. I have my own memories belonging to Edward, and at the same time I have all the memories of Tied the Time Raider.

3. But I don’t know who this body is, and I have no memory of this body. I don’t have any information about this body.

Edward washed his body clean, and wiped off all the stains and dust on his face, revealing a clean and handsome face, and looked at himself in the mirror for a long time.

Childish, this was Edward's first impression. He was even more childish than the junior Edward himself. This made Edward think about the security guard's attitude just now. Maybe the security guard was trying to call him "child" or "sir".

Even Edward felt that he was a child when he saw himself, at least more like a child than himself in his junior year.

Fair complexion, face contour, nose bridge and other conditions are perfectly coordinated together. He is a little handsome, and it is impossible to tell whether he is Caucasian or yellow just from the outline.

"Who is the one"

Edward shook hands suspiciously. It felt quite powerful, and there were some calluses on his hands. Edward's experience could not be seen how it was worn out. His reaction nerves were so-so, and his combat experience was a mess. To sum up, he is an ordinary person who cannot Ordinary body.

Edward wiped the water off his body, walked back to the room, then looked at the strips of clothes on the bed, opened the fast food that the robbers had brought to him, and continued to eat.

Edward had mistook this for the main reason Teed was wearing his body, the clothes.

The fabric on it is exactly the same as in Tidd's memory, and the taste of the knight's big move after kicking is even more memorable, and this point will never be wrong.

So, in fact, he wore these clothes together. The real Tidus was kicked to death by twenty knights while he was naked.

Thinking of this, Edward made a sign of the cross for Tiede on his chest. He came naked and left naked. What a beginning and end full of mythology and philosophy. Edward didn't know if there was heaven, hell, and pure land. In a place like this, if Tid ran there naked, would he be arrested as a gangster?

Outside the window, the bright sunlight at one o'clock in the afternoon shone in and sprinkled on Edward's face, causing Edward to wake up and shake his head. His train of thought was a bit off.

Tidd's memory shows that time stop is usually a natural talent in the body, which cannot be obtained through practice and exercise. Of course, there is another case where it is bestowed by others.

Tide's ability to stop time is a natural talent inherent in the body, so the question arises, his body is no longer Tide's, where does the power of time stop come from?

Is the ability that comes with my physical body still the ability of the system?

Edward inquired about the system, but this guy didn't realize that the user is God at all, and kept pretending to be dead without replying, so Edward had no choice but to give up.

Edward began to tidy up the tattered clothes, and was doing so when a black watch head fell out of it and landed on the bed.

Under the sunlight, the body of the watch reflected a faint light, illuminating Edward's astonished face.