Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
————Tan Jiao————
I laid in bed like a lazy pig while feeling pleased with my ability to control my emotions, as I could still sleep around midnight after Wu Yu dropped a bombshell on me last night. When I woke up this morning, the fear I felt had lessened; perhaps, I felt that the fear was distant because of the vacantness in my mind.
What should I do?
Wu Yu’s words proved to be true. I realized that the fallacious world I believed in when I looked at the calendar, my records, or even the previous cruise ticket.
I suspected whether I was experiencing amnesia because when I tried to think back, the clearest memory I had was when I woke up on my sofa a few days ago. It was as If I had experienced a long dream. It felt similar to the movies, where some people have the memory of a fish—only possessing short-term memory.
However, I could remember clearly everything that had happened to me before that cruise.
Scratching my head, I felt a sense of chaos in my mind similar to my messy hair, like a bird’s nest. I had no intentions of visiting a doctor because the symptoms I had were too outrageous, and I disliked the prospects of being treated like an alien for research.
I decided to give Zhuang Yu a call first because she was like me—a woman that could keep calm under stress.
After spending some time explaining my symptoms to her, she remained mute briefly before saying, “I get it now. In my opinion, this thing must have something to do with the cruise you took and the place you went. Didn’t the two of you lose your memories after boarding the ship?”
“What connections could it have?”
At that moment, Zhuang Yu fleshed out her calm sci-fi writer demeanor while explaining nonchalantly, “It's hard to pinpoint the exact reason. But, the simplest example would be the earth’s magnetic field. Perhaps the two of you had gone to a place with an unusual magnetic field, causing an anomaly in your brain. While the manifestation in Wu Yu is memory loss of a few days, you appear to have lost a year’s worth of memory.”
“Why is this?”
“I’m
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