Zhao Bai deliberately played dumb. Though he had lost all his memories, he still had an instinctive aversion to paying bills—something he could never shake.
"Using the Bishop's authority, you spent seven billion dollars in just one month, caused environmental pollution, and left countless casualties in your wake. This debt really should be settled properly." Otto seemed to be joking, yet also seemed serious. Who knew what he was thinking?
Zhao Bai's vision went white.
He had been earnestly trying to dodge the bill just moments ago, but suddenly, all strength left him. Zhao Bai closed his eyes and peacefully drifted off to sleep, snoring away.
"Tsk."
Otto found it rather boring.
"Whew—"
The exhaustion of mental power was no simple matter.
When Zhao Bai woke up, he was surprised to find that he had not been kicked into the depths of the Sea of Quanta. Instead, he awoke on a soft bed. A familiar figure sat by the bedside, a trace of fatigue between her brows.
Bronya.
She had come to Schicksal Headquarters to reclaim her useless husband.
"Not raising any flags had been the right choice after all."
"Huh?"
Zhao Bai had only just woken up and was still somewhat dazed. Soft sunlight stirred the curtains, making the tip of his nose itch slightly.
Bronya took in that expression completely.
With a blank expression, Bronya said, "Oh, Bronya forgot that you no longer remember... Without using any auxiliary equipment, Bronya will ask you a few questions. First, what date is it today?"
"April... eighth?"
"Two months' worth of memories? That's not too bad." Bronya muttered to herself. "Now tell Bronya, what kind of person do you think the principal is?"
"Hmm, a fine administrator who never owes anyone money?"
"Tsk."
Bronya asked many questions and received answers that