Looking at the line of text on the arcade screen, and the electronic graffiti beneath it.
Bai Heng was briefly stunned before smiling in understanding.
It seemed the regular customer the owner had mentioned really was her.
Silver Wolf... Stellaron Hunter... We've both changed so much after all these years.
Looking at her message, Bai Heng recalled the prompt the system had given when he touched the game cartridge in the river—a unique special simulation.
Unlike the previous two simulations, this one had fixed traits and fixed rewards, as if it had truly been tailored specifically for him.
And the final simulation result confirmed it.
The Deceased in the Dark Domain had erased all his "memories," and through a strange twist of fate, he had ultimately arrived at the Interastral Astronomical Society.
A philosopher named Plato on his home planet had once proposed a philosophical question: "Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going?"
Bai Heng had never delved deeply into philosophy, but perhaps the answer to that question had already been revealed to him.
By his reasoning, he had not appeared in this world out of thin air. Instead, he had been reborn in Punklorde, then entered the Dark Domain after experiencing that series of upheavals, where a Memokeeper from the "Garden of Recollection" erased his memories and his entire existence.
But even the Garden's Memokeepers could not completely erase memories that did not belong to this world. Thus, not long after arriving at the Interastral Astronomical Society, he recalled memories of his home planet.
"Memories," "reincarnation," or some other concept—by the standards of this universe, perhaps his simulations were the handiwork of some Aeon...
Inside the cramped basement of the fast-food restaurant.
The two cardboard boxes placed in front of the arcade cabinet