Dajiang agreed to look into Xu Qiuyan's matter. He said he would investigate just what was going on with the Embroidery Woman.
Although he was also curious why the Embroidery Woman was called Xu Qiuyan and why she looked exactly like the adult Xu Qiuyan, he still did not believe that the Embroidery Woman was Xu Qiuyan.
After all, Xu Qiuyan had come to the Void Realm with him when she was still a girl. He had been the one who lost her.
I asked him whether there was another possibility: perhaps the teenage Xu Qiuyan had not been lost at all, but had left the Void Realm and returned to that world. Perhaps this Xu Qiuyan was also the real Xu Qiuyan, except she had come from adulthood and had her memories tampered with after arriving in this world.
Or perhaps her memories had been altered before she was sent into the Void Realm.
He was stunned after hearing that. Though he felt the possibility was slim, it was not entirely impossible.
"I've never understood why a special time-space like the Void Realm exists," I voiced my doubts.
Dajiang looked at me. I was still used to calling him Dajiang along with everyone else; calling myself by my own name always felt strange.
"Have you ever been to a real apocalypse?" Dajiang asked me.
Was there even a distinction between a real apocalypse and a fake one? I had certainly been to an apocalypse. I told him about the apocalyptic worlds I had visited, and Dajiang asked in return, "By your era, Artificial Intelligence development had already reached its peak, hadn't it?"
Its peak? How should I put this? Artificial Intelligence had indeed developed greatly. AI had begun to permeate people's everyday lives and work, and mechanical people were