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"Wait, there's still a way. I still have a way!"

In the office, Wang Fu shook his head hard and hurriedly pulled out the contract he had just signed from his chest, bringing his pen down toward the back of it.

"The photos—I can draw them. And the names of those important figures... the names..."

The pen tip hovered for a long time without falling. Blue veins bulged across the fingers gripping the pen, and his expression grew more and more tortured.

Because he could not remember them!

The countless photos he had seen, the names he had always kept firmly engraved in his mind—all of them had vanished without a trace!

Wang Fu abruptly raised his head and looked toward the "photo wall" that only he could see, wanting to copy it.

However,

All that entered his eyes was a mottled wall. He could not see a single photo, as though... they had never existed at all!

"How could this be? How could this be?"

Just as Wang Fu's face turned deathly pale and the light in his eyes gradually scattered,

"What exactly are you trying to write?!"

Suspicion rose in Chi Baixiu's eyes as she leaned closer and said,

"It's only a document. What secrets is your Audio Club hiding?"

Her words landed like a heavy hammer.

"Wrong, wrong!"

Wang Fu clutched his head with both hands. His expression suddenly turned savage as he cried out like a madman,

"Evidence—I still have evidence. The World Gate!!!"

"A phone? Have you gone mad?"

Chi Baixiu's patience was utterly exhausted. Her enormous hand rose, cold light flowing across her Dragon Scale, ready to give this "raving" fellow a little "clarity."

Suddenly, a fair little hand reached out from beside her and held her back.

Suixin did not look at Chi