As he picked up the photo, shadows coiled around the back of Gao Ming's hand.
In his memories, Teacher Yao's black-and-white photo had been ordinary, no different from a photo in the real world. This time, however, it was covered in cracks.
Black and white split the photo apart. The left half of Teacher Yao's body was withered and wracked with pain, the eyes numb and hopeless. Countless wrinkles crowded the face, giving the impression of someone with little time left to live.
The right half was shrouded in shadow, strong and upright, with crimson eyes and a piercing gaze that looked more commanding than even a young person's.
When he turned the black-and-white photo over, he found that the crooked handwriting of a child on the back had changed as well.
"Commemorative Photo: Tonight, we were reborn together. We will leave sickness, suffering, despair, and death behind and become our new selves."
This was Gao Ming's first time seeing a Commemorative Photo, and he wasn't quite sure how to use it. He did possess many fragments of memories of death, but most centered on the moments just before he was killed. They recorded only the process of his death, and every time he recalled them, he had to experience that pain all over again.
"I need to keep this photo safe."
The shadows were about to dissipate, and Gao Ming still had a few things to take care of.
He didn't let Zhao Xi and An'an leave the Shadow World with him. With so many people missing from Building 2, the Investigation Bureau would certainly come, and those two couldn't handle its investigation yet.
"I want to turn the Lishan area into a stronghold that can withstand the great disaster. More and more people will be coming here. You