Cheng Lin was like a little wife who'd been oppressed for decades and had finally gotten the chance to vent. He launched into a long, nonstop stream of complaints.
I was a little surprised by how much resentment he'd been holding in. But thinking it over, when I'd faced the same thing, I'd been just as frustrated—and had eventually snapped, too.
At least I'd been able to hold on. I'd still thought that I had a useful ability, one that could set everything right again.
Cheng Lin hadn't had that comfort.
Judging by his expression, Qin Shu was even more surprised than I was. He wasn't just startled by Cheng Lin's sudden outburst; he was also taken aback by what Cheng Lin was telling us.
According to Cheng Lin, everything had already been set in place by the time he and the entire Yangshan District were pulled into the future world.
He'd woken up in a hospital.
"...Everything went black, and when I opened my eyes, I was in a hospital. In my own office, too." Cheng Lin gave a mocking smile. "The computer was running the hospital's system, but I didn't know anything about the patient records. I couldn't remember a thing. There was information saved on my phone, but I had no memory of any of that, either. It was like I'd traveled through time and ended up in someone else's body. I was pretty nervous..."
He let out a snort. "Then I went outside and realized that the people who saw me were even more nervous. I spent ages testing the waters before I learned this place was called Yangshan... It wasn't easy to search for information, and nobody could explain the place's history. Nobody cared about it. It was like dealing with a bunch of illiterates.