Ye Chen spoke with a complicated expression.
"But... from the fragments of vague memories I recall, it seems I can't draw any useful information from them."
Kuize calmly corrected him.
"No. Perhaps I can help you refine the memories in your mind."
As Kuize said this, a flicker of silver flame appeared at his fingertips, immediately transforming into a beam of light that shot straight into Ye Chen's chest.
Ye Chen's gaze shifted slightly at the sight, but he did not say anything.
Next, the old man closed his eyes and focused. His mechanical fingers trembled rhythmically through the air as though playing a piano.
At the same time, the young man felt the beam from his chest continuously scanning and perceiving his soul, reaching all the way into the deepest recesses of his mind.
Ye Chen understood what Kuize intended to do, so he remained seated in silence and waited patiently.
After a long while, the beam silently dissipated from Ye Chen's chest, while Kuize's single eye slowly opened with an incredulous look.
"Hm?"
"Strange."
"I actually can't find any memories related to the 'Apocalypse' in your mind at all."
Hearing this, Ye Chen asked in confusion:
"Is this situation rare?"
Kuize replied in a deep voice:
"As far as I am concerned, this is the first time I have encountered such a situation in my life."
Ye Chen's expression immediately filled with disbelief.
"This..."
Kuize glanced aside and pondered for a moment before commenting calmly:
"Still, when it comes to anything connected to the 'Apocalypse,' anything can happen."
"In any case, even I currently have no way to help you decipher this strange message."
"In the days to come, you can only wait patiently for these memories to gradually become clearer in your mind. Once everything falls into