Never mind how Cheng Shi was tearing his hair out in the labyrinth of My Nightmare, Your Dream; Shadow Cheng Shi was undergoing a fantastical adventure.
He had fallen into a vast space he had never seen before—a place he could not even have imagined before seeing it.
It resembled a karst cave, a bizarre space covered in crystals!
Huge crystals jutted from every corner of the cave, some long and some short, some bright and some dim. Even the cave ceiling above and the ground beneath his feet were made of crystal, though their colors were darker. Without looking closely, one might mistake them for rough, ink-black stone.
There was no light here, yet everything shone on its own. Every cluster of crystals glittered with refracted light, but the glow emanating from them was not merely physical. There was also a faint, indistinct breath of memory.
Upon closer inspection, one could see scenes of dreamlike illusions flashing across every facet of the crystals, bright or dim. They looked very much like the revolving scenes of a lantern, but the memories flashing by did not belong to any one fixed individual.
Cheng Shi was stunned. He stood where he was, constantly taking in his surroundings. Before long, he realized that compared to Memory's Archive, this place was more like a true "temple" of memory!
Every inch of land here burst with memories. The cavern was like a flawed edition of a history book, recording countless jumbled fragments of the past from the Isle of Hope to the real world.
These past events were chaotic, trivial, and dull. According to certain elite memory believers, perhaps they were not worth remembering at all.
In just a few minutes, Cheng Shi had witnessed twelve fistfights, thirty-seven affairs, and forty-four betrayals... But most of