Chapter 547

In front of them, a snow-covered mountain flickered like a low-quality videotape, and then exploded.

Boom!

"The original memory was distorted."

"So scary, in less than a minute, the memory was completely distorted... I have goosebumps."

"Walking in the city at night, the hot weather makes me feel a chill."

"Good guy, the big emotion is hidden here."

"Is this memory tampering? Someone doesn't want 105 to return to the Foundation?"

"I don't think so... 105's ability, if you have to say it, is only average; its importance is far less than those top-tier anomalies in the Foundation."

Amidst the audience's discussion, Adrien heard a distant and ethereal voice.

"Adrien? Adrien?"

As if floating in the deep sea, a beam of light fell from above, shining on Adrien.

"Adrien? Adrien?"

He opened his eyes abruptly and saw Bates's face full of worry.

Only then did he feel the pain in his body—his chin hurt, and his mouth was full of the taste of rust.

But fortunately, the helicopter hadn't crashed, and the rotors were still whirring.

Adrien slowly sat up, but only felt the world spinning, and his head was attacked by severe pain.

But he endured it and asked:

"What happened?"

"We hit turbulence," Bates said, "you hit your head. I think you're okay, but I want you to lie down for a while."

"No, what happened?" Adrien repeated.

"Volcanic eruption," Bates said.

She helped Adrien, letting him see the situation outside through the porthole.

The world outside was full of fire, casting a bright red light into the helicopter.

"It must be the supervolcano at Yellowstone erupting."

"If it were a volcano, we'd be dead already," Adrien shook his head, "this event happened inside the site."

He struggled to stand up and walked to the cockpit, "Pilot, switch to the Theta-Prime channel."

"Sir? There is no Theta-" the pilot looked at the communication console.

Suddenly, a string of garbled code flashed across it.

Immediately after, the channel appeared.

The eleventh of the ten marked channels.

"... Switching to Theta-Prime channel," the pilot flipped the switch.

After a burst of static, a man's voice appeared in the communication system. "Is anyone there? Is anyone there? Is anyone responding? This is _}§¤t1! Can anyone hear me?"

"_}§¤t! Thank God!" Adrien didn't realize he had spoken a non-existent syllable, "We're on our way, is iμ2?? okay?"

"iμ2?? is gone," _}§¤t said, "I'm the only one left. For God's sake, à? rià, don't let me disappear..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

The moment the voice disappeared, the last sentence the unknown man spoke also vanished from Adrien's memory.

An entire Foundation site had disappeared.

Adrien was certain that a person who had been a close friend no longer existed, and had never existed from the start.

He couldn't even remember his name...

The signal disappeared amidst a terrible feedback.

With a short click, the instrument set itself to a number that existed in reality.

"Sir?" the pilot asked, "What do we do now?"

What is the only thing we can do...

Adrien racked his brains.

"Notify the O5s that we just experienced a 'CK-Class Reality Restructuring Event'," he said, "get us to a safe place on the ground as soon as possible. There might still be a glimmer of a chance to save something..." ===== CHAPTER 549 =====