His gaze sharpened.
Seeing the words "Lin An," Lin An felt a strange sensation rise in his heart.
Sure enough, the Second Will had already "inherited" him. In a sense, the two of them were no longer related as memories to memories, but had become two living, independent individuals.
He had to admit that he had still underestimated the Second Will's methods.
With only thought itself existing, the Second Will had actually managed to create an identity for himself out of a state that had nearly ceased to exist in this world.
After thinking it over, Lin An still couldn't find the slightest clue in his fragmented memories.
When had this guy made his move? And when had he secretly laid out his plans?
Was it when he had replaced Lin An in battle, or when Lin An had been "killed" in the Secret Realm?
Under Super Thinking, Lin An's gaze flickered constantly. In the end, he pinpointed the issue to the moment he had encountered Yuan Ying. Only then could the Second Will have made his move—and only then had Lin An's will been completely absent.
Suppressing his thoughts, Lin An looked at the scroll the Second Will had traded over and slowly confirmed it.
The skill was given to me.
Was it because the Second Will couldn't learn it even after gaining a panel, or because he didn't want to learn it?
Or was there a trap?
As for the latter, Lin An considered the possibility extremely low.
First, the skill had been randomly drawn by the System. No one knew what the Meme mission would provide.
Second, if the Second Will could truly foresee this and even arrange for this scene to happen, then he wouldn't have exposed his trump card because of some accident.
There was