Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Horror Game Designer
Nightmare Assault
I’ll Take That Opportunity
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1504- Frenzied collection
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 89.1
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1102: Old Acquaintance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1503- Bounty
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 32 - Seizing Lin Zisheng’s Opportunities
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 760.1: Why Are Women All Like This - Part 1
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 471 - The Terror Of The Wind Petals
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1101: I Am the Heavenly Dao!
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 88.2
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 401: Li Zhumei
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 524: Lend Me Your Brain
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1502.5- Country shock
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1502- Country shock
I’ll Take That Opportunity
Chapter 31 – Heavenly Dwelling
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 759.3: In the Great Liang, the Surname Chen Calls the Shot - Part 3
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 523: Shocking Find
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1501.5- Evolution craze
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 1100: What Does It Mean to Betray the Dao?
It felt like a long sleep before I finally woke up with my mind still weighed down by one name: Wu Yu.
I opened my eyes, looking out at the sunny rays outside. The wind gently moved the golden-brown window curtains, revealing the lush mountainous scene outside. The sky was particularly blue after a rainy night, with clouds scattered sparsely across the sky.
I felt as if a jolt of electricity had shot through my body. I sprung up quickly and could not believe what I saw before my eyes. Every cell in my body was trembling and at the brink of exploding.
However, everything felt so real. I felt the soft sheets on the queen-sized bed in the room and even stupidly pinched myself. Ouch, it hurts! This is not a dream!
My weak legs touched the floor and felt the carpet. Every step I took felt true as I scanned the room once more. This is real, I’m not dreaming.
I was back on that ship.
It was very peaceful, with a gentle breeze blowing in from the window. There were also the sounds of some birds. It was those black birds! When they flew by the window, they did not linger; it was as though they did not recognize me.
I could hear my breathing getting louder and louder, confirming once more that this was not a dream at all. The last time was real too; I was really on this ship.
Suddenly, I felt a chilly feeling inside of me, like a deep hole slowly spreading out from my chest.
Picking up my phone from the bed, I felt my hand becoming stiff when I saw the time on the display: 24th June 2016, 10:33 A.M
In disbelief, I turned on the TV and then my computer, but the same reality greeted me.
Unless I am being lied to? But this ship, the scenery outside the window… and how is it possible that I am here when I was just in Dali last night?
What if it really is the 24th of June, 2016?
One year from now, I forgot everything that happened from today onwards. But now, I have come back to experience it.
A terrifying word crossed my mind, filling the blanks.
The blanks in my memory were being filled up.
I blanked out in the room for a while. After calming my mind, I worked up the courage and went outside.
The sun was just right, but there were some lingering storm clouds not far away. It seemed that a rainstorm would still occur in the near future. The river sparkled, and melodious music filled the air. There were several guests hanging at the deck and chatting. Everything seemed very peaceful.
I had no idea what sort of expression I had on my face as I walked aimlessly around. When I finally walked past a waiter, she asked with a concerned tone, “Miss, are you alright? You look somewhat pale.” With a hoarse voice, I replied, “Nothing. Do you know… what date it is today?” He told me the date and probably saw my face turning even paler.
I walked along a corridor and passed several people. When I arrived at the restaurant on the first floor, I saw several of the guests I saw in the past; they looked extremely calm. I did not go in and instead went to the deck at the front of the ship where the river breeze cleared my head. Repeatedly, I told myself, This is real, this is real.
A thought abruptly sprung into my mind. If this is reality, then would Wu Yu… would he be back on the ship as well?
Immediately, I started running back but bumped into a couple on my way back.
“Ah!” the lady exclaimed.
“I’m so sorry!” I immediately apologized. However, I gasped when I looked up and saw their faces.
A tall and handsome man and a beautiful woman. They were Zhu Jirui and Yan Yuan.
They were back as well! Yan Yuan had returned from the dead!
Instinctively, I took a step back. Especially when I met Yan Yuan’s gaze; those eyes of his were so black that they showed no emotions.
However, Zhu Jirui did not seem to recognize me. “It’s fine. Just be careful where you go next time.” Yan Yuan did not seem to recognize me either. He gave me a glance and said with a smile, “It’s fine.”
Before I could react, the two had left me. They… don’t recognize me?
Could it be that they are from the 24th of June?
I pondered as I looked at their backs. Then I turned and started running to Wu Yu’s room again.