"I've already told them they can develop technology now."
"Speaking of which, that little follower of yours, Morax, is searching the whole world for you. Why didn't you seal his memories this time?"
The Lord of the Underworld floated above the sea of quanta and spoke to Xiu Yuan, who sat cross-legged.
"Seal them...? Actually, that was just part of the plan." He smiled faintly.
"You knew all along that he would regain his memories?" The Lord of the Underworld sounded surprised.
"Not me. The system." Xiu Yuan held the square box in his left hand as he answered.
When he heard Morax calling out to him, Xiu Yuan had been just as surprised.
He had completely sealed away Morax's memories of him. By all rights, Morax should not have remembered.
Then Xiu Yuan noticed Morax holding that familiar square box.
It was something he had given Morax during his First Life: a delicate little wooden box covered in decorative patterns.
He remembered buying it from a merchant back then.
Yet now, he had seen it in Morax's hands.
By all rights, the Ninth Lifetime and the First Life were two completely different parallel worlds. Morax should not have had that box.
And when he thought back carefully, Morax had apparently said something about feeling as though they had known each other long ago when he received the little box in the First Life.
At last, Xiu Yuan understood.
Perhaps this ending had been destined from the very beginning.
As early as the First Life, the system had already known that Xiu Yuan would erase Morax's memories in the Ninth Lifetime.
So it had made that delicate, seemingly insignificant little wooden box the key to awakening Morax's memories.
The system had arranged everything long ago.
Just as Xiu Yuan had