บท 1974: Hopeless Idiots

"What?" Han Te and Liu Li exclaimed at the same time. "Have you recovered your memories?"

All the people from the sky—be they 'old grandpas' with ultimate skills, common men and women, or remaining souls 'stored' in crystal processors and even rings—as long as they were human beings of a certain form, could not remember anything of their past save their survival instincts.

Gu Zhengyang's recovery of his memories was unprecedented. Even Li Yao was quite curious.

Frowning, Gu Zhengyang rubbed his temples softly and said, "I do not know whether it is a real memory or just a chaotic nightmare, but when I was dizzy and sleepy every day because of my illness a while back, some mottled fragments surfaced inside my brain just before my head exploded.