Chapter 212

Just at this moment,

on the light screen of the Ninja World, a new piece of data updated once again.

"Appendix: The Antimemetics Division that did exist, recorded by Agent Marness, rebuilder of the Antimemetics Division."

"Regarding SCP video archive data."

Looking at the images on the light screen, countless people fell into deep thought.

"Video data? What is this Antimemetics Division? But why would such a piece of data appear on this light screen?"

Looking at the data on the light screen,

Onoki frowned slightly, his brows locked together.

The others around him were also frowning.

"Logically speaking, every time the light screen lights up, there should be a new piece of data introducing this SCP, but why is there not even an introduction this time?"

Kurotsuchi frowned, her eyes filled with confusion.

"I don't know, but I always feel like I've forgotten something, yet I can't remember anything."

After hearing Kurotsuchi's words, Huangtu shook his head slightly.

At this moment, his mind was very chaotic.

He clearly remembered some things, but he couldn't think of anything.

This feeling made him very painful.

"By the way, what are you doing here?"

At this time, Onoki turned his head to ask Kurotsuchi.

And only then did Kurotsuchi remember some things,

and she hurriedly handed the data in her hand to Onoki.

"At three o'clock, the Daimyo gave us some data that needs your signature."

Onoki, who took the data indifferently and was about to sign it after looking at the content, suddenly remembered something.

He looked up at Kurotsuchi:

"Say it again, what time was this data given to you?"

Facing Onoki's question, Kurotsuchi was full of confusion, but she still answered respectfully:

"Three o'clock."

Hearing Kurotsuchi's words, Onoki couldn't help but look at the clock hanging on the wall.

And everyone followed Onoki's direction to look at the clock.

This look completely shattered everyone's worldview.

At this time, the video on the light screen was playing a scene.

"Can I smoke a cigarette?"

In a nicely decorated hall, a woman who looked like a grandmother in her fifties was holding a lighter and asking a pretty receptionist next to her.

The receptionist glanced at Marion.

"No."

After a pause, the receptionist spoke again:

"You—no, smoking is completely banned in Site-200. This is an administrative building, it doesn't mean the people inside don't care about lungs or labor laws."

Marion noticed the dissatisfaction on the young lady's face and asked tentatively: "I've asked you before, haven't I?"

"You asked me twice in a quarter of an hour,"

looking at the grandmother who kept rambling, the receptionist frowned tightly.

"It seems you really have a nicotine addiction."

She was truly puzzled by this pointless act of repeated questioning and was not very good at hiding it.

"Do you think this is like 'Memento', right?"

Looking at the frowning, unfriendly receptionist, Marion felt nothing.

Instead, she said kindly:

"You think I don't have long-term memory, and if I stay in the same place for too long, I'll forget why I'm there."

The receptionist was not old, but she knew the movie.

"I think... that's it?"

Marion shook her head with an understanding smile. As usual.

Looking at the video on the light screen,

Onoki looked at the people in front of him and asked:

"Have you noticed that this woman seems to have a little problem?"

Facing Onoki's question, Kurotsuchi and the others were full of confusion.

"Could it be that there is something wrong with her brain?"

The woman in this video was, from every aspect, a person as normal as could be.

If one had to say what was different about her compared to normal people,

it might be that her way of speaking and behaving were a little strange,

as if there was some abnormality in her brain,

but what does that have to do with anything?

But Onoki shook his head slightly.

He looked at the people in front of him and said slowly:

"This person's memory seems to have a blank period, just like us just now."

Hearing Onoki's words,

the expressions on everyone's faces couldn't help but change.

They had just seen the time on the clock.

When Kurotsuchi received the file, it was three o'clock.

Even adding the time it took for her to rush to the Tsuchikage's office,

she would have arrived at his office at most at 3:10.

However, the time now was 3:30.

And for everything within those twenty minutes, no one had any memory.

Kurotsuchi's memory also stopped at the time she handed the file to Onoki.

That is to say.

"Our memories have been tampered with, or rather, twenty minutes have disappeared."

Hearing what Tsunade said,

the expressions of Shizune and Kotetsu both changed.

If everything Tsunade guessed just now was correct,

then it meant that this light screen indeed did not appear suddenly,

and its appearance had nothing strange about it.

And an anomaly had indeed descended upon the Ninja World,

and it had lasted for at least twenty minutes.

"Hiss~~~"

In an instant,

both of them couldn't help but gasp.

An anomaly descended into the Ninja World, and they actually didn't know?

And it even erased everyone's memories on a large scale?

This is simply too terrifying.

For a time, everyone's faces were terribly gloomy.