Chapter 206

The strange object in the hall was a display screen from the Black Tower space station; after San Yue Qi touched it, the surrounding space rapidly collapsed, and when her vision returned, Dan Heng's voice sounded in her ears.

"San Yue, wake up a bit, we need to hold on."

San Yue Qi was wondering why Fu Xuan wasn't speaking, while Dan Heng urged her from the side to hurry up and keep up with him.

San Yue suddenly realized that the scene before her was exactly the one before encountering the Star, but strangely, as she passed through the door ahead, Dan Heng, who had been running, vanished. In the hall only Alan, Aisida, the Black Tower… and the Star standing far away, coldly watching her, remained.

"San Yue Qi, even if you look back, you can only find the ever-changing chaos of the past." Alan said calmly: "You are the sole survivor, the last princess of the Jeweled World Adelphin. That star was burned into a black obsidian hell the moment Nanuke ascended."

"Your parents, clutching despair, sent you in swaddling aboard an icebound vessel, and with hope watched you plunge into the tumultuous waves of the vast Star Sea."

"You were picked up and raised by nameless nobodies. You are the sole savior, the promise of rebirth."

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DC Universe.

"San Yue Qi's experience……"

In the building of the Star Daily editorial department, Clark Kent lifted his head from the pile of interview notes stacked like mountains.

When he heard Alan's account, he felt a strange sensation crawl up his spine, like a long centipede waving countless tiny legs. Was Alan's tale true or false? Could San Yue Qi's experience really be similar to his?

"Kent! The last piece on the Abundance Star God was well written." Perry White, the editor-in-chief, poked his head out of the office, an unlit cigar clenched in his mouth, "But remember to double-check the translation of the Medicine King's secret transmission, *The Thousand-Hand Compassionate Medicine King's Salvation*, next time… uh, Kent, what's wrong with you?"

White stared oddly at this somewhat clumsy big boy, his eyes half-narrowed, mouth slightly open, his gaze locked on Alan and San Yue Qi in the light curtain, motionless… as if he had seen something utterly incomprehensible.

"What's wrong? Do you find Alan's account strange, or is it his dissuasion of San Yue Qi from seeking her memories that's strange?"

Lois tossed a mint candy from the neighboring workstation, landing precisely on Clark's keyboard, "If anything seems odd, you might as well note it down, after all those figures in the light curtain are people who even today's world leaders find troublesome."

Clark felt a bit dizzy, having to take off his black-rimmed glasses and rub his eyes hard. At that moment, his heart pounded violently in his chest, the sound of blood rushing in his ears nearly drowning out everything else.

... That feeling of being watched appeared again.

"Could it be because of the Memory Star God?" Clark's thoughts began to wander.

He recalled the introduction of the Memory Star God {Floating Li}, who possesses all memories in the universe. Then… he ought to also possess his own memories, and know his Krypton experience like the back of his hand.

No matter how you say it, San Yue Qi's experience is far too similar to his. If it were mere coincidence, that would be fine, but if it isn't…

"Clark, your complexion is really bad; should I send you to the hospital?" Lois noticed his abnormality.

"I… I'm fine." He replied weakly, yet his eyes could not drift from Alan, "Just… this story… I know it too well."

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San Yue Qi embarrassingly laid out all the scenes she had imagined, feeling as if she were suffering public social death.

Meanwhile, Aisida beside her was even more outrageous, claiming that San Yue Qi was a sea‑faring ranger who had not only resisted the Zerg wars but also saved worlds swallowed by black holes and even shattered the schemes of the Primitive Doctor.

In the Black Tower's account, San Yue Qi transformed into a star god. One fantastical tale after another… was a completely new version that Fu Xuan had never heard of.

Yet when she faced the Star, the Star spoke in a serious, cold tone.

"San Yue Qi, stop dwelling on the past. What's the point of recalling those bygone events? At the moment the Nameless Passenger boards the train, it signifies rebirth, and the path beneath our feet will be a road that never turns back."

"Go explore, go expand, don't tarnish the Nameless Passenger's honor by looking back."

"Huh?" San Yue Qi's heart was pierced by the nonsensical accusation of "tarnishing honor," and this was the first time she flared up in anger: "Don't say another word! You're not the Star, not at all like her! She would never act pushy here, urging me to give up what matters to me."

"I don't care who you are—disappear right now, make way, and stop impersonating my friend!"

San Yue Qi angrily erased the Star before her, and the passage behind her revealed itself, inside which stood a person from the Liu Guang Yi Ting.

"I am the Envoy of Liu Guang Yi Ting. San Yue Xiaojie, please do not continue to delve into the past." She, like the others, began to dissuade her, her wording almost identical.

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Teyvat.

Inside the shrine on Shadow-Facing Mountain, the night breeze lightly brushed, cherry blossoms scattering.

"Things have come to this point, and even I feel strange—what memory is so worth hiding that the Yi Ting people avoid speaking of it?" Yumizuki Mizuki wondered.

Ying held a cup of bun milk, calmly replying, "If they are merely memories that would only bring pain, then forgetting might well be a kindness."

"Oh dear, Ying, that sounds completely wrong~"

Beside her, Yae Miko gave a light smile, her fox eyes narrowing slightly: "To forget even one's own past—this 'kindness' seems overly cruel toward San Yue Xiaojie."

She gently shook the amulet in her hand: "Memories are like this knotted cord; untying it may scatter things everywhere, but if one never dares to touch it for a lifetime, it remains forever a dead knot."

"San Yue Xiaojie wants to untie that dead knot; just the sheer momentum of those who oppose the Yi Ting, I think, is already quite impressive."

"But there is also a possibility…" Ying's eyes shifted slightly as she gazed at the translucent, glass‑like face of the Yi Ting Envoy in the light curtain, "If San Yue Qi regains her memories, the Yi Ting people may no longer be able to protect her."

"Protection?"

Miko, as if hearing a joke, leaned close to Ying's ear with a bright smile, her breath like orchids: "Ying, do you think the insects trapped in amber are preserved by the resin?"

"…" Ying's eyes twitched faintly.

"San Yue Qi now… is that little insect trapped in resin. She doesn't even have the freedom to seek her past, so what protection are we talking about?"