Super God: Myriad Worlds Drifting Bottle

The Drifting Bottle had never fished up anything from this universe, much less a living person!!

What the hell was going on today?!

The measures he had prepared could conceal things, but this grandmaster had been fished up by him!

How the hell was he supposed to hide that?!

At that moment, Han Fei could already picture himself being treated as an interesting lab rat, with all his secrets dug out.

Should he strike first?

Just as Han Fei rapidly calculated the odds of success.

He suddenly realized that this dangerous person had not even gotten up yet?

No.

The fact that he had been able to throw her to the ground in the first place was already strange.

Han Fei gradually frowned.

He felt that sometimes, people needed the courage to take bold risks.

Like right now.

He slowly descended.

Inched closer.

Carefully reached out.

No response.

The next moment.

Smack!

A soft, pale hand grabbed his.

"I'm done for."

After This, Your Name Will Be Hexi! ### Tragic. Absolutely tragic.

You Black Star bastard!!

If I were given another chance.

I definitely...

Would still grab that hand again...

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere was somewhat stifling and awkward.

Han Fei felt his hand being squeezed painfully, yet he could not pull it back.

In that instant, Han Fei thought of many things.

Sure enough.

The Wind Eagle Armor could not stop this old monster.

Was he about to be turned into a lab rat?

The angels' Justice Order might be a little naïve, but if she truly followed it, would he at least get to keep his life?

But why had this old monster not spoken yet?

Was she planning to threaten him?

Or was she considering how to deal with him?

Something was wrong!

Very wrong!

At that moment, Han Fei's brain finally started working again, pulling him out of his terrified, stunned state.

He had recognized her just now, so he had not examined her.

But things were a little strange now. Han Fei blinked.

And stared over.

What entered Han Fei's sight was an incomparably beautiful face.

Her delicate, fair skin called tofu to mind. Silver-like hair fell smoothly from her shoulders, and those sapphire-blue eyes...

All proved that she was a beauty.

No, to be precise, a stunning beauty.

Only.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, confusion and curiosity showing in those sapphire eyes. She looked like she wasn't very bright.

She tilted her head gently and simply stared at Han Fei.

Information and fragmented images flashed through Han Fei's mind.

A beautiful angel had scattered her incarnations throughout the universe, gathering data and conducting all kinds of experiments.

One day.

She returned to Merlo Heavenly Court.

She wanted to meet her original body.

Then.

A strange ripple appeared and swept her away, severing her database connection and causing her to lose many things...

Hiss!

Han Fei came back to himself.

A bold thought suddenly occurred to him.

Don't misunderstand.

He was only wondering.

Was there a chance—just a chance...

"You... okay?"

Han Fei asked, enunciating each word.

She looked at Han Fei's mouth and pursed her lips.

"Who are you?"

Her pronunciation was standard.

Logical, too.

Fine.

So it wasn't what he had thought.

Wasn't she supposed to have brain damage? What was going on?

Why was he a little disappointed?

Han Fei shook off that feeling.

"Who am I?"

??!!

"Where is this?"

"Why am I here?"

Watching Hexi question him with a serious expression, Han Fei narrowed his eyes, his face gradually turning cold.

"No need to keep pretending, right? Are you having fun messing with me?"

He suddenly remembered this woman's awful personality.

This was absolutely something she would do.

Still, if she was in the mood for this, then there was probably room to negotiate. Maybe his life was safe after all?

"Why do you say that? The way you speak... does that mean you know me?"

She blinked, urgency entering her voice. Her hand tensed, and Han Fei immediately felt a crushing sensation in his wrist. The muscles in his face began twitching violently.

She frowned, glanced at Han Fei, then at his wrist.

She released him at once.

"Sorry."

Han Fei took a deep breath.

This time, he was truly certain—this was an amnesiac Hexi!

No.

It was Hexi's incarnation.

But even if she was only an incarnation, angels were too proud to apologize, much less a king.

So she had truly lost her memories.

Then...

"You don't remember?"

"Remember what?"

"I meant your memories."

"Mm, actually, it's not that I don't remember everything."

"I remember many things—galaxies, civilizations, technology, lots of fragmented information—but some of it is beyond my understanding. And most importantly, I have no memory of who I am."

"Actually, I feel like I do have those memories, but they're hazy, and I can't see them clearly. It's like I'm missing something to support them? Like I'm missing a database?"

"By that logic, I suppose that's how it should be phrased."

Hexi said, rubbing her jade-white chin and pursing her lips in deep thought.

"Are you sure you don't have even the slightest memory of who you are?"

"Mm."

After saying that, she opened her bright eyes and looked at Han Fei with hope.

Based on her words, Han Fei's mind immediately began racing.

First of all.

She was a clone, but Hexi's clones all had physical bodies.

They could be regarded as another version of herself.

Then.

It was basically certain that she had amnesia. No—more accurately and elegantly speaking, her database connection had been severed, and the storage area in her brain had been damaged.

So, Hexi was now like a blank-slate girl sitting on a treasure trove. All he had to do was sweet-talk her a little... Hehe...

And no matter what, he was already riding a tiger and couldn't get off now.

Looking at Hexi, who was still staring at him, Han Fei recalled what she had just said, and a rather intriguing thought suddenly came to mind.

As a capitalist—ah, no, an entrepreneur, what kind of person was lovable?