Holy crap, did someone tamper with my memories?
But... how was that possible?
He was just an utterly ordinary college student...
His life had followed the usual course: nine years of compulsory education, high school without so much as a romance, then college, and then... then that was it...
But... that really couldn't explain his body's reactions...
Weird, so weird...
Some blurry images began surfacing in his mind, like a school athletic field, or some sort of hospital office, an operating table, an infirmary, places like that. But those fragments were exceptionally hazy. He even felt they weren't his own experiences, but more like pictures he'd seen in magazines suddenly intruding...
"Holy shit, Lao Lin, are you okay?" Just as Lin Yi grew a little dazed and subconsciously tried to recall certain things from his past, Wei Liang's voice suddenly sounded beside his ear.
Lin Yi froze slightly, only to see that Wei Liang had slipped over from Little Zhouzi's side at some point. He was panting and drenched in sweat, with a trace of concern in his eyes.
"I... feel okay right now." Lin Yi felt sore and itchy all over. Perhaps his body was still repairing itself, but he didn't want Wei Liang worrying too much, so that was what he said.
"Ah, good, as long as you're okay. I was worried your scrawny little body couldn't take a stiff breeze, and Boss might send you to the next world with one kick..." Wei Liang laughed it off. "Glad you're fine. I'll head back and keep training, then..."
"Uh... okay." Lin Yi spoke blankly, a little bewildered by Wei Liang's coming and going. For a moment, he even forgot about his memories.
Wei Liang took two steps, then suddenly turned back and said with blustering earnestness, "If you