For some reason, Chen Shouyi suddenly thought of Zhang Xiaoyue, his first love.
Ever since the First Mutation, she had vanished without a trace, as if she had disappeared from this world. Yet a few days ago, when he sensed his surroundings, he had faintly felt her presence. At the time, he had subconsciously ignored it, instinctively unwilling to think too much about it.
But now, stirred by a sudden impulse, memories surged into his mind, leaving him inexplicably melancholy.
If anyone said she was unaware of his existence, he would never believe it.
Renren Daily, Zhonghai's newspapers, and newspapers throughout the country had never stopped publicizing him. The recordings of his three speeches on Chen's Cultivation Method were still being shown free of charge in cinemas.
Although his appearance had changed drastically, he had not undergone plastic surgery. Anyone who knew him could still detect a familiar air.
Back when he encountered his high school classmate, who was serving in the military in Shan Kui Province, the other man had recognized him after only a brief look. He refused to believe Zhang Xiaoyue could not recognize him.
Perhaps she simply did not want to see him again. Or perhaps she already had a new boyfriend...
Snowflakes drifted down, but whenever they reached the top of his head, they automatically curved around him, leaving not a speck of dust on his body and making him seem sacred. Just then, he suddenly sensed something, lifted his leg, and walked forward along the path the soldiers had cleared. He passed through the military camp and continued onward.
His body was as light as if it had no weight at all. His feet landed on the thick snow without leaving the slightest trace.
A soldier shoveling snow noticed this scene. The shovel clattered