Su Qiao, who had "no memories," was leisurely chewing on a Spirit Fruit as she wandered all over the mountain peak.
Meanwhile, 444's mouth hung so wide open that it could have fit a fist inside.
Host, do you know what I just overheard? You absolutely won't believe it.
Not only would the host never have guessed it—even the universe's smartest system, 444, hadn't expected something this strange to happen.
"Getting itchy again?"
Su Qiao stood at the edge of a lawn covered in lush flowers and grasses, deep in thought.
Threatening me again. The host really isn't cute at all.
444 only dared to grumble inwardly, not actually say it aloud.
Host, I'm about to tell you. Prepare yourself mentally.
It believed that once this news came out, Su Qiao would definitely be shocked senseless.
"What exactly happened?"
Su Qiao tossed the Spirit Fruit in her hand.
She had no idea where those two had run off to pick fruit.
There were Spirit Fruits right here on Seven Swords Peak. Was there really any need to go pick them elsewhere?
What if I told you that Baili Jing and Zhong Lihan were actually Chairman Zhang, the man with Dual Personality from that Republic of China Era plane? Would you find that a little terrifying?
444 widened its eyes, waiting for Su Qiao to be scared stiff and collapse to the ground.
"..."
The Spirit Fruit slipped from Su Qiao's hand and fell to the ground.
After a long while, she finally wiped her face and slowly recovered.
"Wasn't my wish for him to recover his memories from the previous plane?"
She wanted the warm, considerate, and attentive Qi Jingmo—not two guys who were constantly fighting!
Seeing how gentle Baili Jing was, and how considerate he seemed, she had thought