Wade staggered out of the administrative hall. The distant sunlight shone on his sweat-stained face, and his vacant eyes were dull.
The sun is a little bright.
Wade couldn't believe what He-El said, but at the same time he knew that what He-El said was flawless. Yi-Yi had hit the mark on his fragmented memories that couldn't be coherent at all, as well as all the conspiracies that he could do and plan.
There is actually no evidence for any of this.
The Wade before it was engraved into Thought Imprint was obviously very clean, so clean that he deleted every thought and thought, and designed it so that his later self could be engraved into Thought Imprint and become the current Wade.
Wade doesn't even know now whether the current self is the self that has not yet been engraved into Thought Imprint, or the self that was engraved into Thought Imprint and was created by the previous self.
His own existence already made him feel illusory.
"Am I still me?" Wade was confused.
If it were the previous Wade, he would not have doubted his own existence at all. He would have been absolutely rational and ruthless, had the absolute execution ability to carry out the plan to the end, and would not even care about his own life to implement the plan. He would not have wavered at all.
And now Wade is filled with created thoughts, and Thought Imprint was engraved into He-El Loyalty by his own thoughts a hundred years ago. During these hundred years, Wade is no longer the absolutely rational and cold Wade.
From the fact that Wade can intercede for humans, it can be seen that now this Wade will be soft-hearted.
Wade can't find the reason why he is still himself.
"What did the past me do to me and His Majesty? Was it really the past me who planned all of this?
Am I still me?
I have to find the memories of the past and understand all this."
Wade had a gloomy face and staggered in his steps. Some thin bodies straightened their waists and walked out calmly and with strong steps.
After leaving the square of the Administrative Hall, the Lantern Rings carried by Wade in his right hand shone slightly with green energy, completely wrapping his body.
Wade drew a beautiful green arc from the sky and flew towards his home.
While he was still in the air, he saw the iron gate of his front yard. Zhang Beihai had an expressionless face and was wearing a solemn formal military uniform. His tall body was like a pillar, standing on one side.
Wade ignored Zhang Beihai and drew a green arc from the sky, stopping at the front door of his home. He opened the door and walked quickly into the front yard. After passing the garden vegetation fountain in the front yard, he entered his home, which was not vast and had warm yellow walls.
Zhang Beihai followed suit, looking at Wade's not-so-tall body with steady and firm eyes, a hint of silent pity flashing deep within.
As early as Wade started experimenting with his plan, Zhang Beihai had already been aware of it and saw the future of failure.
He did not stop Wade. The moment he noticed it, he decided to ignore it, not to help, not to assist, not to understand, not to know.
At that time, Wade obviously also understood the meaning of Zhang Beihai, so he avoided Zhang Beihai more covertly and carried out a plan that lasted for 150 years.
Both of them have a tacit understanding.
Wade is the same as Zhang Beihai, Dawn who did not see the victory of mankind.
But someone has to do it all, whether it's the reaction to He-El or the future of humanity.
If it succeeds, it will certainly be an incomprehensible victory, human independence.
Failure can also plant a humiliation in the history and heart of mankind, remembering the seeds of tragic failure, and leaving it to future mankind to strive for human independence in various ways.
The society created by He-El is so beautiful.
They are all afraid, very afraid that in this beautiful social environment, human beings will really completely convert to He-El and cannot extricate themselves.
When even thoughts are in the shape of He-El, and when human civilization is completely Krypton civilization, humanity is really hopeless.
Wade is like a warrior with nowhere to go, riding the human surfboard and challenging the endless sea.
Zhang Beihai watched Wade ride the surfboard on the shore, and was beaten to pieces by the wind and waves of the sea.
Eventually, the surfboard will be washed back to the feet of Zhang Beihai who is on the shore under the slap of the sea.
Zhang Beihai is the successor of Wade after its failure.
There is no communication, and the consciousness that has existed since one hundred and fifty years ago maintains a tacit understanding.
There cannot be any communication or involvement.
Wade entered his study room and began to rummage through the cabinets. He took down the books on the bookshelf that he had read in the past, rummaged through them quickly, and threw them to the ground. He found articles he had written decades ago, and threw them away again.
Zhang Beihai was at the door, expressionless as he watched the whole study being turned into a mess by him. Books were piled up in a mess, his favorite art mural on the wall was torn, and the Western sword hanging on the wall fell to the ground.
"Being used to it... or a secret corner... a safe house... a random place... only I know... only I realize... only I can find the place where the memories of the past are hidden."
I will definitely hide this memory of my own planning so that I can recall my plan in the future and pass it on to my successors for the second... the third time... the fourth time..."
Wade frowned, repeating what He-El said in his mouth, rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for any place where his memories might be hidden.
The study was the place where he felt most comfortable, but even though he smashed the walls, rummaged through all the books, dismantled the desk into scrap metal, and left the entire study in a mess, like a ruin, he still couldn't find the so-called memory.
Wade sat on a solid mahogany chair with split legs, resting his elbows on his thighs, leaning his back forward, crossing his fingers in front of the tip of his nose, and frowning in thought.
Where will you hide your memories?
"Beihai, a hundred and fifty years ago, where was the place that I thought was absolutely safe?" Wade suddenly asked.
"I don't know." Zhang Beihai replied, "But you don't think there is a safe place."
Wade hummed and nodded.
It is indeed impossible to know.
I don't think there is a safe place...
Wade's eyes flashed with deep thoughts, and the friction of Lantern Rings between his fingers made him react.
I would never think that any place is absolutely safe, but at least the safety I can see in my eyes is a temporarily reassuring safety.
Wade's eyes flashed, he took off Lantern Rings, and kept rubbing the surface of Lantern Rings with his fingers, the ring surface engraved with the ∞ mark.
Then, his brows deepened.
No, it's not my own Lantern Rings.
"Beihai, give me your Lantern Rings." Wade suddenly stood up from the chair and walked towards Zhang Beihai. Without Zhang Beihai making any move, he took off Lantern Rings from his fingers and rubbed it carefully with his hands.
Finally, a small broken space appeared on the surface of Zhang Beihai and Lantern Rings. It disappeared in a flash, and a crystal piece one-tenth the size of a fingernail fell out.
Crystal Storage Chip!
Wade held Crystal Storage Chip with trembling fingers and put it close to his eyebrows. The coldness of Crystal Storage Chip and the memories of those fifty years surged like a river into his memory.
Crystal Storage Chip immediately shattered into powder between his eyebrows.
Wade His eyes were closed tightly and his face was ashen. After a while, he opened his eyes.
He put his Lantern Rings and Zhang Beihai's Lantern Rings in Zhang Beihai's hand and said:
"It's Hades."
Wade bent down, picked up the Western sword at his feet, and stabbed the tip of the sword hard into his jaw, directly to the brain, and stabbed out of the Tianling Gai.
"I am Loyalty your Majesty."