Old Zheng himself wavered briefly at Lin Yu's explanation.
"I understand what you mean now, Boss... You're saying that I didn't really die at Mist Island back then, but escaped danger and survived. After remaining active for a while, I died at another point in time for another reason."
"And the reason I currently believe I died at Fluoxetine's hands is because of some side effect caused by my Resurrection Means—or perhaps that was even a 'necessary condition' for my resurrection. Is that right?"
Lin Yu nodded. "That's right. Because the flow of time between the Ten Realms and the real world isn't synchronized, and because you must have gone through a period of mental confusion and impaired awareness of time after 'dying' and 'resurrecting,' it's entirely possible that you lost your memories of a certain period. You might not have noticed any of this at all, and simply believed your memories were perfectly complete."
"And if my hypothesis is correct... then after the 'memories' you currently possess, you might indeed have encountered and trained a successor—and during that period, you may have matured into someone more seasoned and ruthless than you are now, someone who better matched the First Generation in the eyes of that Second Generation, Freud."
Lin Yu spoke seriously, leaving Old Zheng deep in thought.
"Boss, putting it that way, you're indirectly praising me... To be honest, part of me even hopes all of this is true."
"It's just a pity, Boss... Even accounting for the uneven flow of time in the Ten Realms, my memories don't seem to have any gaps at all. Nor do I think my Resurrection Means worked the way you described."
Old Zheng paused before continuing. "Although I know that could also be explained as part of the effect of my