Wang Yue's true self once again vanished into the vast sea of people, but he suddenly sensed that his primordial spirit in another world had developed into a complete individual.
Worried that the individual had grown too mature and might be unwilling to return, he decided it was time to awaken his memories. He simply tapped a finger into the void.
Meanwhile,
Capital City, Experimental Middle School
Eight p.m.
The quiet classroom suddenly plunged into darkness!
"Power's out!"
Someone shouted, and the students in the class swarmed toward the door.
Wang Yue felt someone bump into him, sending his forehead crashing hard against the desk!
"Bang!"
The sound rang loud in Wang Yue's head, but amid the commotion that followed, nobody noticed.
That collision sent a flood of memories pouring into his mind, all about a man who had drifted to the capital and lived like a beast of burden.
The massive influx of memories made Wang Yue's head throb. He couldn't help rubbing his temples.
Just then, the classroom lights suddenly came back on. The abrupt brightness took Wang Yue by surprise, and he couldn't help closing his eyes.
"Where are the students from your class?"
"Why are you the only one here?"
Wang Yue suddenly heard a familiar voice. His mind immediately identified the speaker as the director of student affairs.
He didn't get up, merely looking toward the doorway as he said, "I don't know either. As soon as it got dark, they all went outside."
"Why didn't you go out?"
The director was rather curious. After all, how many sixteen-year-old brats could sit still?
Wang Yue was, after all, an adult soul now, and one that had fused with sixteen years of memories. By the age of his soul, he was even older than the director.