Day of Imprisonment

It wasn't strange to see Han Xiaoyan here. She had come to reinforce the area with all the other long-legged nurses, but the result wasn't ideal. All the medical staff had been infected and were now practically blocking the passage ahead.

Luo Xi's approach alarmed these infected individuals, and the mold faces on their bodies all turned to look at him.

But soon, they shifted their focus.

They didn't attack Luo Xi.

With a creak.

Luo Xi staggered in, lifting his eyelids, which felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, to take a look.

The room was clean and tidy.

There were none of the various medical devices he had expected, no isolation beds, no perverted doctors in white coats. In fact, there was nothing in the room.

Inside, there was only a table placed in the center of the room, and behind the table was a chair. Sitting in the chair was a person in black clothes. The table was full of various drafts, scattered everywhere. The person in black was holding a pen, as if deep in thought.

And after hearing the door open and someone come in, the person looked extremely surprised.

It was as if they had never expected anyone to enter from that side of the door.

He looked at Luo Xi with a shocked expression, muttering, "Is there a bug? How could someone come in at this time?"

He looked at Luo Xi, then shook his head with a kind of indifference: "But it doesn't matter, you're about to die anyway. Hey, wait a moment..."

The person seemed to realize something and immediately stood up, looking at Luo Xi again.

"Infected so deeply, condensing five ghost faces, not only didn't die, but also found this place, and even opened this door bearing the Three Afflictions and Six Desires. Who the hell are you?" The man in black frowned and walked over.

But after only taking two steps, he suddenly stopped.

Then he stared at Luo Xi's face.

At this time, Luo Xi's eyes were already blank. He was dead.

According to the mechanism of the checkpoint scene, the infected would die when the mold virus condensed a ghost face, but Luo Xi had actually endured the mental attacks that were enough to kill a normal person, and had survived to produce five ghost faces.

At this moment, the sixth ghost face was almost formed.

But he still died.

Then his body crashed to the ground, like a warrior fallen on the road of charge.

But a dead person is just a dead person.

Logically speaking, there was nothing to fear, but at this moment, the man in black stared with wide eyes, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Even for some unknown reason, his body was trembling.

"Did I see wrong?" he muttered to himself, swallowing nervously, his throat bobbing up and down because of the tension: "I must have seen wrong, it can't be him."

The man in black muttered to himself, trying to convince himself, trying to walk back to his desk and then improve this damn scene mechanism.

But he walked to the side of the seat and couldn't sit down.

The next moment, he looked up and quickly walked to the side of the corpse, squatting down. These movements were all swift and decisive, showing a kind of determination and decisiveness, but when he reached out to turn the corpse over, he still revealed that kind of tension and entanglement.

Finally, he ignored the six mold ghost faces and twelve scarlet eyes that had already condensed on the back of the corpse and turned the corpse over.

Unfortunately, the surface of the corpse was completely covered by mold, including the face and features.

The man in black tried to tear off the mold, but it tore off the skin and flesh together, because the mold had completely transformed the body.

"Damn it!"

The man in black cursed angrily and waved his hand. A large amount of mold virus was directly burned and turned into ashes.

Including many mold viruses at the door, they also suffered an unwarranted disaster and a large area was cleared.

The man in black did not confirm the result he wanted.

This seemed to be a good thing, but for him, it was more like a fishbone stuck in his throat, neither up nor down, only discomfort.

"Did I see wrong after all?"

The man in black stood in place and thought for a long time before he came back to his senses. He ran to the desk like a madman, picked up the old-fashioned landline phone that had no phone line connected, and carefully dialed a number.

But as soon as he picked up the phone, he quickly pressed it again.

"No, I must have seen wrong. I don't need to make a fuss because of an illusion. I don't need to cause trouble for myself. Yes, I must have seen wrong, seen wrong..."

The city's night scene is beautiful.

The lights are flashing, and the traffic is flowing.

Some people say that roads, people flow and traffic flow are the blood vessels of the city. When people are active and traffic is flowing, the city is alive.

"The prosperity seen by the eyes may just be an illusion. The underlying color of this world is falsehood, a lie. Then everything built on lies, no matter how real it looks, is not real. And our pursuit is to find the truth."

10:57 PM, Time Assembly Hall.

Logically speaking, it's already very late, but at this moment, many luxury cars and many people are rushing towards the Time Assembly Hall. Some people have already entered it. This place, which is quite deserted during the day, is actually more prosperous closer to midnight.

Inside the hall, it's almost overcrowded.

Many people know each other and are greeting each other. Some people have injuries and are bleeding, but they don't care at all. They are still eating meat and drinking heavily, as if they will die in the next second, so they want to enjoy themselves while they are still alive.

A young-looking man is holding a wine glass, drinking extremely expensive red wine, and talking to the people around him, but his tone is very mature.

"Truth is the most precious thing. Although I'm wearing a dress worth tens of thousands of yuan, wearing a million-level watch, and even I can summon the most beautiful female celebrities here to play with me all day, it's all fake. It's like playing a computer game. No matter how awesome you are, it's just a kind of false self-satisfaction. What's more, I haven't gotten any satisfaction from here."

The middle-aged man is complaining loudly.

The people around him seem to be used to it. Some people are listening, and some people are simply daydreaming, doing their own things.

This young man has a nickname, Old A.

No one knows his real name, but many truly senior Reminiscers know that he is the Vice Leader of the Time Elders Council and a senior Reminiscer who has reincarnated for countless cycle days.

It is said that the people of the Time Elders Council have the longest memory chain, and even have inheritance, that is, there are people in this organization who are specially responsible for preserving memories.

The person who founded the Time Assembly Hall once said that memory is the most important and most real thing within the Day of Imprisonment, but unfortunately, memory can be tampered with.

For example, those few people who are specifically responsible for preserving various memories, even the core members of the Elders Council do not know the identity of the 'Memory Keeper'. They don't need to raid scenes, they don't need to take risks, and they can get a sufficient amount of [Memory] every cycle day.

What they have to do is to write down many things in a safe place.

Remember it in their minds.

In addition, there are also scribes.

Because there are special card props, some books and papers can avoid the reset of the cycle day and retain the text. Therefore, a relatively safe method of verifying memory or 'history' is to correspond the two.

Only those that match and are consistent will be regarded as the 'history' that actually happened. Otherwise, there must be the possibility of being tampered with.

During the Day of Imprisonment, there are people who specialize in doing this.

And everything that happened in each past cycle day is considered 'history' for the present.

As the number two figure in the Time Elders Council, Old A certainly knows this secret.

Moreover, 'Number One' of the Council of Elders is extremely mysterious. Few people know 'Number One's' identity, and this person almost never appears. Therefore, in reality, many affairs of the Council of Elders, including the business of the gathering place, are managed by Old A and the people he arranges.

In a corner on the periphery of this top-tier circle, several women with curvaceous figures were talking in hushed voices.

Their topic was naturally related to the high-level figures of the gathering place over there.

"Did you see that? That young and handsome guy is Old A. He is a being who can stand at the pinnacle of the Reminiscents, a true powerhouse. I heard that he has preserved his memories more than two hundred times, which means he has safely survived two hundred Cycle Days."

"Really? Is that true?"

"Guaranteed true. If you can latch onto someone like him, you'll be safe. Not only will you not have to worry about survival in the future, but you can also gain knowledge that others don't know. As for the quality of life, needless to say, you can get everything high-quality material enjoyment you can imagine."

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go over there quickly." A pretty girl pulled down the clothes on her chest, revealing a full and deep cleavage.

"Heh, it's not that easy. Let's not even talk about Old A. Even the people around him are beings that ordinary Reminiscents can only dream of. What kind of women haven't they seen? They can change beauties every Cycle Day. So, besides beauty, you also need something else to attract them."

"For example, ability. Several of us have survived more than twenty Cycle Days. Moreover, Xiaoman and I have unlocked profession cards, so we can be considered the upper class among the Reminiscents. Men like Old A don't lack pretty women, but they lack capable and pretty women. So, several of us still have a good chance."

"In short, remember that the main target is Old A, but Old A is a bit difficult, so the other people next to him can be backup options. If any sister is chosen, remember our alliance."

"Share honor and disgrace, help each other!"

"Okay, let's go!"

The pretty girls planned to make a move, but they couldn't get close at all. There were many Reminiscent bodyguards over there, and they didn't allow anyone else to approach.

No matter how much they pleaded, it was no use.

Helpless, these girls who wanted to find a sugar daddy could only continue to wait for an opportunity.

Finally, the opportunity came.

Old A led his people and began to walk towards the mission wall over there, as if strolling in a leisurely manner.

The girls immediately rushed ahead, but even so, they were still driven away by the bodyguards, looking very disheveled.

The commotion here naturally alarmed Old A and the others who were walking over.

Old A looked over carefully, first stunned for a moment, but then called over the curly-haired woman who was leading the group.

The latter was overjoyed and hurriedly tidied up her clothes, pulling her skirt up and her clothes down, walking over amidst the envious and jealous gazes of her other sisters.

Those top-level Reminiscents who were with Old A were all very surprised.

"Although this woman's figure and appearance are not bad, Brother A doesn't lack this kind of pretty woman, right?"

"You don't understand. You like to conquer scenarios, but some people like romance, and one realm of romance is... picking wildflowers casually, smelling them and keeping the fragrance for yourself."

"Heh, I understand, freshness is the most important thing."

However, when the woman came over, Old A looked her up and down, his eyes carrying a strange and inexplicable charm. It could be said that there were emotions such as scrutiny, curiosity, surprise, and understanding, but there was no 'lust' at all.

The woman felt uncomfortable being looked at, but she could only force a smile.

"Liu Ruyan, I didn't expect to meet you again."

"...What?" The curly-haired woman on the opposite side was stunned.

Old A actually knew her name.

Many people nearby were also the same, but they quickly reacted and immediately looked at the curly-haired woman in surprise.

Obviously, Old A knew this woman, but the woman didn't know Old A, then there could only be one possibility. This woman named Liu Ruyan was once a Reminiscent, but later lost her memory, and then became a Reminiscent again.

Similar things were not uncommon. On the contrary, there were many cases in this Time Gathering Place where people who once knew each other had someone become an Amnesiac.

But the curly-haired woman's situation was different again.

Because the person who knew her was not an ordinary Reminiscent, it was Old A.

Many people said that Old A had achieved 【Memory】 freedom as early as a hundred Cycle Days ago, because he could obtain enough 【Memory】 every time, so he didn't need to go to any checkpoint scenarios anymore.

He just enjoyed life over and over again in the safest place.

In other words, Old A rarely came into contact with strangers later. So, the only possibility for someone who could be remembered by Old A, and who was not a member of the Council of Elders or a high-level figure of the Gathering Place, was a Reminiscent who had been active as early as hundreds of Cycle Days ago.

Moreover, their strength would not be weak. Those who were weak could not have known Old A.

Looking at the woman's astonished expression, Old A smiled: "Forget it, you've forgotten. It's good if you can't remember. I just didn't expect that a woman like you, Liu Ruyan, would actually have a day of collapse. Heh, you, you've forgotten how you promised him back then."

When Old A said 'him,' his expression was extremely strange. It was a kind of admiration and nostalgia, a kind of reminiscence of the past, and it was as if seeing Liu Ruyan made him think of a deeply ingrained past.

After being silent for a moment, he sighed and murmured: "You people, you can't stand the loneliness, you can't bear that kind of waiting that you can't see the end of, so one by one, you all gave up. But I can't, I can't give up. Sometimes, I really envy you, but I also hate you, get lost!"

Old A said the last sentence with a gloomy face.

Instantly, a powerful aura caused everyone around to change color in horror.

No one had thought that this Old A, who only knew how to enjoy life and live in a drunken stupor all day long, would actually have such a terrifying side.

Liu Ruyan on the opposite side was so frightened that her face turned pale, and her legs trembled uncontrollably. She couldn't even speak at this moment.

First, because Old A's aura was substantial, it was a powerful mental suppression; second, because Old A's words made her feel confused.

Obviously, Old A knew her, so she should also know Old A. It was even possible that the former self was very powerful, standing above many Reminiscents.

So, how could she have become like this now?

Decadent?

Voluntarily degenerate?

Dressing up like a slut to seduce these powerhouses in order to climb the social ladder?

So, which one is the real self?

"If I was really that powerful, why would I lose my memory?" This was the question Liu Ruyan wanted to know the most.

However, at this moment, she didn't dare to stay any longer. Old A had already told her to get lost, so she could only leave quickly, otherwise, it would definitely cause trouble.

But at this moment, Old A suddenly stopped, and then stared straight at the wall.

Or rather, he was staring at a piece of paper pasted on the wall.

This was the mission wall of the Time Gathering Place.

Every Cycle Day, many pieces of paper would be pasted on it, usually notices of various missions, or self-recommendations from some card hunters.

Logically speaking, nothing could attract a being of Old A's level.

But at this moment, he was indeed staring at one of the pieces of paper, his eyes wide open and his mouth open, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

He even began to tremble all over.

The bodyguards immediately surrounded him nervously, and even many high-level members of the Council of Elders were startled.

They had known Old A for a long, long time, but they had never seen this person be so out of control.

"Bring Liu Ruyan over." Old A suddenly shouted at this time.

Immediately, a bodyguard brought back the curly-haired woman who had already left a few steps away.

Judging from the bodyguard's posture, if Old A said to kill her, he would not hesitate to twist the woman's neck, or, a more cruel death.

"Liu Ruyan!" Old A shouted with wide eyes. He came over, grabbed the woman's arm, forcibly pulled her to the wall, and then, with a trembling and excited voice, pointed to a piece of paper above and said: "Look carefully, look, look..."

"What..." Liu Ruyan was very frightened, but she didn't dare to resist, and more than that, she was puzzled.

She glanced at the piece of paper, which only read 'Project Chrysalis, Begin!'

What does it mean?

She looked at Old A, her face full of confusion.

"You stupid woman, you, all you stupid pigs who chose to give up, haha, see, our waiting is not without value, it's not endless waiting, he's back, he's back, I knew, he would definitely come back."

At this moment, Old A appeared somewhat deranged.

Some even thought he had gone mad.

"Who, who's back?" Liu Ruyan asked tremblingly. She felt that her wrist was being gripped very painfully. Old A's strength was great, as if he would break her wrist in the next moment.

"I don't know his name, but you know, but you, you stupid woman, gave up yourself. But that's not important, what's important is that he's back, our waiting is worth it... is... is... worth it..."

Old A actually cried.