Edited by Aelryinth
The back of his head mustn't be hit; not even once in his life. He might turn into an idiot otherwise.
But Zhang Che was burning with anxiety inside!
Those weren't his own memories, after all. No matter how perfect the transfer was, it was still something in the "hard drive". He had to key in the correct search term on his own if he wanted to read something in it, and filter the results by himself. How troublesome was that?
"I don't believe that I can't find you!" Zhang Che understood clearly that there was sure to be relevant information pertaining to the situation before him hidden in the memories of his past self. It was just that he couldn't remember it for now.
It didn't matter if he couldn't recall it; he had lots of time to spare, any way.