The figure grew increasingly blurred, its words increasingly slurred, but Lin Yi had already gathered enough information.
He had no way to sort through all that information now. He could only cram it into his head with his human-printer-like memory.
He could not think through the connections in detail now, but many things occurred to him.
He remembered how, when he had first deconstructed Ashes and reshaped his Flesh, his consciousness had seemed to enter some strange dimension. He had seen himself entering school on May 6, and had also seen a "Proto-Type Ashes Apostles" wandering outside the classroom...
The "Proto-Type Ashes Apostles" seemed to have been targeting him from the beginning.
Or Tian Bufan as well!
Perhaps all of them!
Could the "Proto-Type Ashes Apostles" know about our Dream Sharing, and know that finding one of us meant giving information to everyone?
But... why us?
Are we really that special?
Unbelievable!
There had to be some deeper underlying logic to this.
A reason why it "could only be him."
Could it be...
Was it really because the "Proto-Type Ashes Apostles" was... "him" at some point in time?
He had long suspected something like this-that the "Proto-Type Ashes Apostles" was looking for something, just as "him at some point in time" was searching for "his past self"...
Or was he himself the Principal?
And his current self was not actually him?
What the fuck is this, "Reborn as the Immortal Emperor's Clone"?!
But he was growing more and more panicked nonetheless...
Lin Yi's mind reeled. He felt as though he had fallen into some terrifying cycle.
Because, at the end of the day, he had no fucking memories!
Never mind the possibility that he was the Principal-he might even be some minor clone of the Principal. That possibility alone was