Although this story was third-rate, which meant its writer was probably third-rate too,
it had truly happened. That was a fact.
Meng Chuan told everyone about the upheaval he had experienced after arriving in the Sacred Ruins era.
"Unbelievable." Lu Mingfei marveled, slipping into his old loser manner and Mangled English before launching into an accusation against Meng Chuan.
"How could you forget us?! That hurts, Great Emperor. We've been thinking about you all this time."
"So it turns out the one who takes the initiative and puts their heart into it ends up with nothing, utterly defeated."
"It wasn't that dramatic, was it?" Meng Chuan thought Lu Mingfei was having another episode.
"Why did you forget the Chat Group?" The Ancient One asked.
He had gradually remembered everything else, so why had the Chat Group alone slipped his mind?
That was the question.
As Zhang Sanfeng listened, he relayed the news to everyone in the Dao Realm.
"The Great Emperor is fine. Something went wrong on his journey to the future, and he forgot a few things. He remembers now, and we can contact him again."
"I don't know the exact reason either." Meng Chuan shook his head. "I've been hearing your voices for a while now, but I only just reconnected with the Chat Group."
"The Chat Group has always had plenty of secrets, hasn't it? I suspect the reason I couldn't remember it this time lies with the Chat Group."
"You forgot it, and somehow it's to blame?" Fei Peng muttered.
What a group tyrant.
"Speaking of which, why could I hear your voices?" Meng Chuan asked.
"Here's what happened." Daigu explained it to Meng Chuan.
"You hadn't come online since you went to the Sacred Ruins. At first, we didn't think anything was wrong. Going offline