Every Candidate sent into Hanhai had a separate "Operating Room" of their own. Gao Ming had undergone the first stage of his "treatment" here.
Slender fingers touched the rough surface of the table. For a moment, Xuan Wen seemed to see bright red blood flowing across it again. She believed she possessed absolute rationality and could not be shaken by anything external, yet her fingertips still brushed the control panel beside her without her realizing it.
A concealed door on the inner side of the operating table opened, revealing a deep, dark passage. Severely damaged Dream-Insertion Devices lined the walls on either side.
Judging by the staggering number of scrapped devices, the user had broken the rules countless times inside nightmares, doing things that were extremely dangerous.
Bracing herself against the operating table, Xuan Wen stepped inside and opened the combination safe at the end of the passage. Countless memory chips lay neatly arranged within.
"If forgetting were that easy, why would I have made you give me that promise?"
In Room 7009, Gao Ming stood amid the wreckage. He knew neither he nor Xuan Wen would let emotions dictate their actions, let alone lose their heads over love. They were rational and calm. They had simply endured too many separations, in life and in death, and had lost their composure a little this time.
Curling his fingers, Gao Ming left Moonlight in front of the window.
"At least to her, I shouldn't count as a nightmare, right?"
Leaving Room 7009, Gao Ming heard the sounds of a scuffle upstairs, along with Xia Yang's grating laughter.
The invariably gentle Teacher Xia seemed to have run into trouble. As the head of the "household," how could Gao Ming stand by and watch his "tenant" get bullied?
"Let's see how Xuan Wen