Chapter 730: Memory Fragment

Time Sand!

There was no time for Lin An to refuse.

The Second Will almost instantly activated this special prop from within the ring.

True-sense time acceleration.

But this time.

The target was Lin An's own mind.

At ten times speed, everything became slow motion.

(\"Not wasteful, use it when you should... \")

The Second Will casually tossed the remaining two grains of Time Sand back into the ring, letting out a light chuckle.

(\"This is a long story; perhaps you need some time to digest... \")

(\"Let Fiona enter the phantom first. \")

(\"She also counts as a mental-type Awakened One; the effect of her entry is somewhat stronger than Zhang Tie's. \")

Lin An heard it and did not object, merely issuing the order quickly.

No one knew that beneath his calm exterior at that moment, his heart was churning with tremendous waves.

Part of his mind split off to control the will.

Maintaining the time spent in the phantom requires continuously killing the malice monsters in order.

After hastily giving Fiona a word, Lin An's vision went black, his body left only to battle instinct.

(\"It has begun... \")

In an instant, a flood of memories began to surge forth.

\"7th Special Operations Group, member Lin An. \"

\"Are you willing to participate in the Long'an Project? \"

Behind the desk, a civilian clerk looked at him with a full smile.

A white sheet bearing the word 'confidential' consent form was slowly pushed before him.

Gesture for him to sign directly.

The soldier standing before the consent form was still somewhat immature.

Lin An dazedly looked at his self in the memory; he had deliberately forgotten too many memories, or rather, was unwilling to unseal that layer.

But he remembered that afternoon, unforgettable for a lifetime.

\"Long'an Project... \"

\"Can I know what it is? \"

He asked cautiously; in the memory scene, Lin An's gaze was somewhat hesitant.

That day he was still training as usual, but his superior suddenly told him that the high level had a mission requiring personnel selection.

\"Cannot be disclosed. \"

\"But I can tell you, the project lasts two years. \"

\"During this period, you will temporarily be unable to contact the outside world; this is a confidential mission. \"

\"Don't worry, it's very safe. \"

Seeing Lin An's hesitation, the civilian officer smiled friendly:

\"Similar to your previous training tasks. \"

\"Don't you want to join the special forces? That is the honor of soldiers. \"

\"How come, are you afraid the training will be too hard? \"

Young and full of vigor.

\"No! I'm not afraid! \"

Lin An took the consent form without hesitation and wrote his name.

As if watching a movie scene.

The main body and the Second Will stood side by side, silently watching the self who signed.

\"(... they...)\"

(\"They deceived me... \")

Standing beside Lin An, the Second Will, devoid of joy or sorrow, murmured softly:

\"Blood drawn every day, tests every day. \"

\"Lin An, what do you think the military really wants to do? \"

Inside an unknown military base, a burly soldier muttered a couple of sentences, gazing wistfully at the ceiling.

We originally thought we had come here for intense training, to be selected for a secret unit.

But who would have thought, it's already been nearly three months.

Every day, a group of mysterious white-coated people drew their blood and ran tests, or else they were sent like livestock to various instruments for examination.

\"Don't complain too much. \"

\"Perhaps the military is testing our patience. \"

On the ground, Lin An helplessly glanced at the burly man assigned to be with him, drenched in sweat.

Here the daily training intensity is low, yet he never once let up.

During his rest time each day, he would add extra training items for himself.

Just as he finished the last set of push-ups.

Sharp alarms suddenly blared:

Alarm, the base suffered an unknown attack...

Red light spread.

Lin An and the burly man exchanged a glance, their eyes full of shock.

Who dares to invade the Huaxia Military?!

The next second.

Tear gas grenades were thrown into the room one after another.

"Where is this?!"

His head felt like it would split.

He felt somewhat dazed.

Lin An instinctively tried to sit up from the hospital bed, but a wave of soreness spread through his body.

The scene before him was clearly a field hospital.

Roaring sounds continuously came to his ears, and silhouettes hurried past outside the tent.

The next second.

A solemn-looking military officer resembling a field officer appeared before him.

"Lin An."

"The situation is urgent."

"According to our data, you were once an elite warrior of the Seventh Action Team."

"How long do you feel you need to recover your combat ability?"

"We have an important mission for you!"

Suddenly, the questioning caught Lin An off guard.

What happened?!

How long have I been unconscious?!

From a third-person perspective.

Looking at the scene before him.

Lin An silently clenched his fists.

He remembered the virtual experiment from the early stage of the Long'an Project.

At this point, he had been sent into the virtual cabin, and everything was a simulated scene.

As expected, his body should be full of tubes.

Instinctively, he suddenly looked toward the Second Will:

"Did you skip the Memory of the thought-erasure stage?"

Before entering the virtual experiment, these test subjects would also be sent to the isolation chamber.

After injecting a large amount of psychotropic drugs, cutting off all information input, in a lightless, airless cell the mind collapses.

The purpose is to dissociate familiarity with the real world, so as not to doubt the loopholes in the simulation experiment.

The Second Will lightly nodded, indicating he should continue watching.

("That kind of despair, you cannot withstand it a second time.")

Lin An remained silent.

He knew the Second Will was not wrong.

That Memory, he never dared to recall it fully.

Even after the seal was broken, he never recalled it again.

When being dissociated will.

In extreme collapse, he literally gnawed at his own body.

In the lightless, soundless prison.

Only the pain of flesh and blood separating could let him regain a slight sense of being alive.

("Just keep watching, the previous stuff doesn't matter.")

("Soon, you will understand what the essence of my power is...")