Amnesic Patient

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"Don't forget it! You owe me a promise, remember that." 

Bruce thought about the events of a few hours ago with regret. 

Can he handle a woman as powerful as Elsa? 

If Bruce had made a little mistake, he would have been transformed into one of Olaf's brothers, another snowman. The plan he had was that, after meditating, Bruce would teach Elsa a bit about magic, that is, any nonsense that he knew. 

It turns out that his efforts are not needed in the least.

A person who has talent as high as she is may only have imagination that limits her, other than that, I don't think there is. It was foolish of me to make a thoughtless bet with a woman of this kind of talent, as a result of which I owed her one promise.

- Well, I don't regret it either - he thought to himself when he saw Elsa, who was already a little closer to himself.

Elsa shouted various threatening sentences and warned Bruce while glaring, her index and middle fingers made marks; I was watching you.

Bruce could only smile wryly, this time he failed on the trade. Maybe he was a bad trader?

"Take it easy! I will do anything for you. Elsa is my top priority anyway, and sorry, I didn't take that chance yesterday." Bruce said those words out loud to her.

After that, he was swallowed by a dazzling white light and disappeared from this world, continuing his journey to the next.

The atmosphere instantly became quiet, only a strong gust of wind could be heard after he left, disappearing from this world. Meanwhile, Elsa stood motionless for a while, her eyes glancing at where Bruce was eliminating. 

Her ears blushed because she was surprised by what she had just heard.

"Ahhhh... what the fuck is that? Why use such embarrassing words?" Elsa, who heard his words, blushed with embarrassment. 

She punched the snow horse beside her repeatedly with her tiny hands.

The innocent horse looked at her creator in bewilderment, she had done nothing wrong but was still getting bad luck.

The snow horse glanced at the snow dragons and snow wolves that were nearby, coding with her eyes as she asked what was going on, yet they only shrugged their shoulders in confusion.

Wait, how do they shrug?

The horse stared at them with narrowed eyes, then gave up thinking about complicated and useless things. She walked away from her creator, who was not well.

Did the man put something in her food?

Who knows? she thought, shrugging her shoulders.

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* Tiiit!!...*

"Hey, sucker! Don't stand in the middle of the road," Robert shouted at the man standing in front of his car.

He just came home from the hospital, because the disease has already recurred. It's just getting worse by the day. While driving with a head full of complicated thoughts, suddenly there was a fucking crazy man standing right in the middle of the highway.

He swerved the car to the left, and the man also followed the direction of the car. Robert was one hundred percent sure that man was crazy. It is impossible for a sane person to block a passing car with their body. 

His eyes noticed the facial features of the person who was blocking his car, that man looked handsome. The age he had also does not look too old maybe 25 years old or less.

- Is he a model?- Robert asked himself doubtfully.

Robert wasn't Gay, but he did look handsome, even by artist standards. 

His skin is pure white and looks healthier than my skin. A person who has skin as good as he must be a person who has enormous wealth, skin care can only be done by people who have money.

"Hey, sir! Do you know where we are now? I mean the city name and what year." the man asked some strange questions too.

- Is he an amnesiac patient?-

- Should I help him? Perhaps there will be some benefit, he looks like a person from a wealthy family - think of Robert carefully in his heart and make lightning-fast decisions.

"Ah yes, we are now in England, on the 10th of December 1990. Did you just leave the hospital without telling your family?" I answered his question and then asked back.

Robert suspects he is a patient with memory loss who escaped from the hospital. It is not uncommon that in the films he watched when he was bored, people who helped patients from wealthy families were usually given very high prizes.

Bruce was stunned for a moment when he heard the driver's guess. The old man watched too much fucking drama to make this kind of stupid guess.

Why would he have to be an amnesiac patient just to block his car?

Did the robbers do something different?

"How do you know that? Maybe you are a follower of that bitch, yeah! She nags so hard every time I do something she doesn't like." Bruce twisted his brain for a while, putting together a dialogue in his mind.

Whether it was a lunatic or an amnesiac patient, Bruce didn't care about the goddamn thing. Who cares about his temporary identity?

Instead of thinking about useless things, it is better to look for related information about the world he has just entered, mana exists in this world. This means that there is an assembly of magicians and other powerful creatures in the world to which he came.

- System! Status- he said inwardly.

[Name: Bruce Banner 

Race: Human 

Gender: male 

Condition: half of your lifespan has been lost, your soul is wounded.

System features: Gate of Another World, Inventory, Title.

Title: Worldwalker, System User, Researcher. 

Classes: Mage

Sub Class:- 

Essence: 0.005%]

His eyes glanced at the essence that increased by 0.001 during the time he was in the Frozen world. Bruce only stayed there for 12 hours, recorded the coordinates of the world, and then left as soon as possible.

The case would be the same if he had been in this world for too long, so Bruce could only stay in this world for 12 or half a day to prevent the thing he didn't want to happen.

"Fuck! No, that bitch is my enemy too, do you want to hide in my base?"

"The location is very hidden, we can hide from the pursuit of the bitch there without worrying about being found." the driver offered help to take him to his residence.

Bruce, who looked at the man in wonder, were the people in 1990 so friendly? 

He considered his invitation for a while before accepting it.

- Hmm, I'd better follow that guy. I don't have England money at this moment, and if he were Gay, I would tear his head off - Bruce quickly made a decision.

He was a little tired of sitting alone on the street for several hundred minutes, so when he saw a passing car, Bruce immediately took extreme measures. 

Bruce blocked the car with his body, which had been strengthened with magic. He was not too worried about his mana regeneration, his mana core was sucking wild mana around him like a vacuum cleaner.

It was only a matter of waiting a few minutes before his strength was fully restored.