Waiting by the Stump for a Hare, Resting While Awaiting the Weary Enemy

When Fatty described the other party, Ye Jinghong said those people had likely come from her world.

She also said I came from that world.

But I truly had no memory at all of that world.

Ying Gou's voice sounded in my mind, telling me to be careful of Ye Jinghong.

My heart jolted. Had Ying Gou thought of something too?

The car sped along. There were no pedestrians or vehicles in sight, so even if something happened, it could not be too serious.

Crashing into another car or hitting someone was impossible, and with Fatty's driving skills, he was not about to ram the car into a wall or flip it over.

"How much farther?" Ying Gou, sitting in the front passenger seat, asked.

"More than ten kilometers," Fatty said.

I calculated it silently. We had already driven over thirty kilometers, and there were still more than ten left. That meant Fatty had run fifty or sixty kilometers to find us.

Running fifty or sixty kilometers all the way here had really been hard on a fat man like him.

"How long did it take you to get here?"

"All day, I guess!" Fatty answered casually.

I asked again, "Had we met here before?"

"Huh?" Fatty was stumped by the question. Instead of answering, he asked, "Did you meet me before?"

I nodded, but he said, "But this is the first time I've seen you here. Before this, I was locked up in that prison. And unlike them, the moment I became conscious, I found myself imprisoned. They had already been locked up there long before that."

I understood. "So you don't know how they were captured and taken in, and you don't know how you yourself ended up there either."

Fatty nodded hard. "That's right. I didn't ask