Everyone gazed solemnly at the Immortal Herb, unsure what to decide.
"Give it to me. Maybe this is the best choice for me," Jiang Siming said calmly.
What happened last night had only been the beginning. As long as the side effects of the Second Sword Trial remained unresolved, everyone around him would be in danger—including his girlfriend, Zhu Zhuqing.
Tang San handed the Forget-Me-Not Herb to Jiang Siming.
Tears kept trickling from Zhu Zhuqing's eyes as she murmured, "No, there has to be another way! Don't forget me!"
Everyone felt a pang of sorrow at the sight.
"Girl, it's not like I'm dead. If I keep going on like this, you'll all be in danger. I know my own strength better than anyone, and in that state, even an ordinary Titled Douluo might not be able to suppress me," Jiang Siming said resolutely.
Everyone was stunned. They hadn't realized Jiang Siming's strength had become so terrifying.
As everyone watched, Jiang Siming swallowed the Forget-Me-Not Herb and then fell unconscious.
When Jiang Siming opened his eyes again, he had forgotten everything and regarded the world around him with unfamiliar eyes.
"What's going on? Did I transmigrate?" Jiang Siming wondered, bewildered.
"Please don't tell me this is another useless-protagonist story," Jiang Siming guessed.
"Ding. The system has detected an abnormality in the protagonist's memories. Activating background repair function. Repair progress: 0.01%. Time required: unknown."
"A system? I knew every transmigrator came with a cheat. How could I not have one? Level up, fight monsters, and pick up girls!" Jiang Siming thought excitedly.
"Siming, you're awake!"
Only then did Jiang Siming notice Zhu Zhuqing, who had fallen asleep beside him.
"Um, hello! Miss, who are you?" Jiang Siming asked politely.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the boy who was so familiar to her, yet no longer remembered her. Tears filled her eyes again, and she ran out of the room, covering her face.
"Hey, miss," Jiang Siming called, watching her leave in confusion.
"What's going on? Why does my heart ache when I see her cry?" Jiang Siming got out of bed, feeling puzzled.
"First, I need to figure out what kind of world this is. I've got the system on my side, so I'm invincible!" Jiang Siming walked out of the room full of confidence.
"Brother Siming, you're awake!" Tang San looked at Jiang Siming, thrilled that he had returned to normal.
"Uh..." Jiang Siming didn't know what to say. Did I transmigrate without inheriting the previous owner's memories? Won't I give myself away?
"You forgot that you've lost your memory." Tang San shook his head.
"Brother Siming, I'm Tang San. You can call me Xiao San," Tang San said with a smile.
"Tang San? Could this be Douluo Continent? But I don't remember any side character in the original story having the same name as me." Jiang Siming was puzzled.
"Hello, hello." Jiang Siming shook his head helplessly.
"Xiao San, where are we?" Jiang Siming asked awkwardly.
"Brother Siming, you don't have to feel embarrassed. You've only lost your memory, and I believe you'll remember everything sooner or later. We're at Shrek Academy in Heaven Dou City." Tang San explained patiently.
Jiang Siming finally confirmed that he really was on Douluo Continent. He couldn't help feeling bewildered. How did I end up as a side character in Douluo? Is this some kind of Main God space? Are there other transmigrators here?
Jiang Siming pondered to himself.
"Xiao San, something just came up. You go ahead and take care of your own business." Jiang Siming made up an excuse and left.
"System, who am I now?"
"Ding. The host's current identity is a student at Shrek Academy."
"Am I really on Douluo Continent?"
"Ding. Yes."
"Am I the only transmigrator?"
"Ding. The host is the only transmigrator in the current plane."
After hearing the system's confirmation, Jiang Siming finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Since this is Douluo Continent, I should have my own Martial Soul, right?" Jiang Siming immediately sensed his Martial Soul and summoned the Zhuxian Sword. Its Soul Ring Configuration—two purple rings and one black ring—was ridiculously powerful.
The Zhuxian Sword's power surged out in every direction. Jiang Siming hurriedly recalled his Martial Soul.
"Damn, did I start out this strong? Could I have taken over another transmigrator's body?"
"What should I do? I have no idea how far the original story has progressed." Jiang Siming sounded helpless.
"Ding. Reminder to the host: there are currently two unfinished missions. Sign-in mission: obtain a Soul Ring at least fifty thousand years old. No time limit. Main mission: obtain the two dragon souls at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. No time limit."
"Could those be missions left behind by the previous soul in this body? Fifty thousand years—that's absurd. But with this guy's two purple and one black Soul Ring Configuration, I suppose it's not entirely unreasonable," Jiang Siming thought helplessly.
"Two dragon souls at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. That'll be tough! The previous transmigrator couldn't have been a coward, scared to death by this mission, could he?" Jiang Siming mocked, unaware that the coward he was insulting was himself.
"Never mind for now. There's no time limit anyway. I should get familiar with this world first." Jiang Siming decided to find out how far the story had progressed.
Jiang Siming set off on his transmigration journey once more.
Jiang Siming's Outburst Again
Jiang Siming walked through the unfamiliar grounds of Shrek Academy. Dai Mubai grabbed his arm from behind.