"Gao Yun? The 51st Student in Class Thirteen?" Kind Gao Ming's mind raced. "Was he our classmate?"
"That name feels familiar. We should know him, but I can't remember." Ordinary Gao Ming shook his head.
The battered loudspeakers had terrible sound quality. The broadcast kept cutting in and out, laced with electrical static, as though it might die at any moment.
The First Team's leader walked over to the two of them, his face taut and his spirits low. "Gao Yun suddenly appeared at Hande Private Academy. Situ An destroyed all the records on him. This guy single-handedly threw the East District into chaos, forcing the Investigation Bureau to pull back its forces."
"Then who's stronger, him or the complete version of me?" Kind Gao Ming was simply curious.
"Don't lose heart." Kind Gao Ming couldn't help offering some comfort. "Look at us. We're completely ordinary people now, and our memories are in pieces. We're worse off than you."
"You came in alone and tangled with two gods. It's already a miracle your soul hasn't been annihilated..." The First Team's leader didn't want to continue the conversation. "Let's listen to the broadcast."
No one knew how Gao Yun had done it. While the memories of most of the building's residents were in disarray, he had not only remained unaffected but also found the building's broadcasting system.
The static grew increasingly shrill. The aging circuits seemed ready to catch fire and burn out at any moment, so Gao Yun spoke very quickly. He had to tell everyone a few things in as little time as possible.
"First, no matter what you've forgotten, make sure you hide your gift well. It's the most important thing in your life."
"Second, there's a clock hanging in every room. As time passes, you'll forget more