Grandma's Notebook

Outside the City Garden residential complex, Zhao Shengshen sat in a roadside wonton shop, shoveling down wontons.

Drops of oil flew from the wontons onto Zhao Shengshen's shirt, slowly spreading into stains.

After sweeping through the large bowl of wontons before him like a wind scattering clouds, Zhao Shengshen let out a satisfied breath of hot air.

"Whew!"

"The wontons here are as delicious as ever. Coming all this way in the middle of the night just for a bowl was worth it."

"That hit the spot! Really hit the spot!"

The wonton shop outside City Garden was famous far and wide.

As the saying went, good wine needed no sign, however deep the alley. Although the shop stood outside a rundown residential complex, far from the city center,

plenty of people still drove for dozens of minutes just to have a bowl of its Red Oil Wontons.

Even the Sword-Bearers and Sword-Guardians of the Soul-Reaping Bureau who possessed Sequence Abilities were no exception.

Its popularity was precisely why the shop generally couldn't close until one or two in the morning.

Zhao Shengshen casually pulled a napkin from the table and wiped his lips, which were covered in red oil.

He stood, put on the silver-rimmed glasses he had left on the table, and went to the counter to pay.

"Stealing half a day's leisure from this fleeting life. Now I'll race over to the Soul-Reaping Bureau for a little drink. What a pleasure!"

Just as Zhao Shengshen stepped out of the wonton shop and headed for his car parked by the street, his phone rang.

Someone was calling him.

He pulled it out and saw that it was Su Yang.

Zhao Shengshen hurriedly answered.

"Hello, Su Yang! What is it? Have you found someone from the Fierce Ghosts?"

"What? You're asking how long you've been with the Soul-Reaping Bureau?"

"Two years! Wasn't I the one who brought you into the Soul-Reaping Bureau? Why are you suddenly asking?"

"Hello? Hello... Why did he hang up?"

Zhao Shengshen frowned, somewhat puzzled.

"What's with Su Yang today? Did he call just to ask when he joined the Soul-Reaping Bureau?"

Scratching his head, Zhao Shengshen cast the question aside and put his phone in his pocket, giving Su Yang's strange behavior no further thought.

He continued toward his car, humming a tune and swinging his keys in his hand.

Su Yang sat on the toilet, his back drenched in cold sweat.

Zhao Shengshen's answer was like a demon. As soon as Su Yang heard it, he hung up.

"Even the memory of Zhao Shengshen, a fifth-tier Sword Guardian, has been altered..."

"Could everyone's memories have changed?"

What kind of power could alter two whole years of everyone's memories?!

If only one person's memory had been changed, Su Yang wouldn't have found it unbelievable.

But when the group expanded to everyone in an entire city, that was terrifying!

If the population of a city were the base for the terrifying butterfly effect, and two years were the exponent, perhaps only a Deity could have done it!

Suddenly, inspiration flashed through Su Yang's mind!

"No! If it's only memories that have been altered, then things that objectively exist must remain unchanged!!"

"Teacher Zhao really was my homeroom teacher! My message history from the past two years! My spending records from the past two years... Those must all objectively exist!"

Excitement gleamed in Su Yang's eyes. He immediately pulled out his phone and began searching through its records.

But soon, Su Yang felt his scalp go numb!

Every single message on his phone contradicted his memories!

February, the year before last, 19:23.

[Ren Yexue]: Hi, Su Yang, I didn't understand today's lesson. Could you explain it to me?

[Su Yang]: Of course, no problem.

March, the year before last, 07:46.

[Su Yang]: Good morning!

[Ren Yexue]: Good morning!

April, last year, 20:00.

[Su Yang]: Hello, everyone. I'm a Sword-Bearer who just joined the Soul-Reaping Bureau.

[Su Yang]: After a year of assessment, I've finally joined the organization! My name is Su Yang. I look forward to working with you all!

[The elegant Miss Lina]: Welcome, little brother Su Yang! If there's anything you don't understand, just ask your big sister~

[Old Wang with the Anywhere Door]: Hehe, kid, now that you've officially joined the Soul-Reaping Bureau, you'll get paid. If I remember right, a Sword-Bearer should get five million in the first year, right? Tsk, tsk, I'm so jealous.

[Miss Lina's number one simp Zhang Dashuai]: Wow! I'm drooling with envy!

[Miss Lina's number two simp Li Dapao]: Wow! I'm drooling with envy!

April, last year, 20:00.

[XX Bank: Hello, 5,000,000.00 yuan has been transferred into your bank card ending in xxxx...]

Su Yang put down his phone.

At a complete loss, his heart pounded wildly.

The records on his phone reminded Su Yang—

Now it wasn't just memories that had been altered. Everything that had happened over the past two years had been changed! Changed into things that had never happened!

Everything from the past two years had been torn down and rebuilt from scratch!

If he hadn't clearly remembered what had happened over the past two years, Su Yang would have suspected that something was wrong with his own memory.

Su Yang stared blankly at the bathroom wall, his mind full of confusion.

In this newly shaped world,

Su Yang and Ren Yexue had become desk mates two years ago.

They had said good morning and good night to each other every day, sharing their daily lives...

So Ren Yexue had naturally fallen for Su Yang and quietly helped his family a year ago.

And the Soul-Reaping Bureau had also entered Su Yang's sight as early as two years ago.

Through Zhao Shengshen's recommendation, Su Yang had joined the Soul-Reaping Bureau and entered a one-year assessment period.

Su Yang had lived up to Zhao Shengshen's expectations, passing the assessment perfectly and becoming a Sword-Bearer of the Soul-Reaping Bureau.

The Soul-Reaping Bureau had also paid Su Yang his salary a year in advance, more than five million yuan.

"When exactly was reality altered? Was it the moment Teacher Zhao died?"

"Could some mysterious organization have a monstrous conspiracy and changed reality to cover up Teacher Zhao's death?"

Su Yang sat on the toilet, brows knitted tightly as he pondered the whole sequence of events.

Suddenly, Su Yang sprang up from the toilet. He had thought of a terrifying fact!

"No!"

"Grandma's notebook!!"

"The world had already started changing back then!!!"

Just a few days ago, Su Yang had seen Grandma's notebook!

The notebook had plainly recorded that Ren Yexue had begun helping Grandma a year ago!

And in fact, the reason Ren Yexue had helped Grandma was that she believed she and Su Yang had already been desk mates for a year.

"No wonder. No wonder I'd never seen Grandma write in that notebook before!!"

"So the world had already begun to change back then!"

"The changes to this world didn't happen all at once! The real events were slowly covered up, bit by bit, and new events were written in after they were covered up!"

"That's right! That must be it!"