If I am reborn without any memories, then my rebirth would be in vain!

The mood was not right seeing the end of the season.

Qing Yuan stopped playing, stood up and walked to his side, and looked up at the sky together.

"That's not bad, is it?"

"At least, you are willing to face your true inner self."

Qing Yuan stood on tiptoe and hugged Ji Mo's shoulders.

"The world is full of holes, so you can mend them to your liking."

“Reshape this place.”

At the end of the season, he was speechless and as dull as a sculpture.

His eyes are as deep as the boundless ocean.

Qing Yuan stood on tiptoe, pouted, and said with a smile.

"Young man, I know you have too much pressure and too many doubts accumulated in your heart."

"From your perspective, you clearly haven't done anything, but countless things and countless memories you've never seen before flood into your mind."

"Too many things suddenly appear around you, making you feel dreamy, unbelievable, and incomprehensible."

"You become confused and afraid of the unknown."

"The death that that memory brings is so real, it's suffocating."

"In other words, you are the only one among thousands of people who have had such a unique and unbelievable experience. You are one of a kind in this world."

"I admit, I did have some calculations behind this. I had ulterior motives in suppressing the memory."

"I think the past is the past. I hope that after you have new experiences, I can put the memories of your previous life into your mind and let you feel the changes."

"Re-living my life should always be a little different."

"Just like the second round of a game, you always have to try a new approach. That's what makes it interesting, isn't it?"

Qing Yuan walked up to Ji Mo and pulled his head down slightly. The two looked at each other and Qing Yuan smiled.

"Ji Mo, you're too rational. People in this world don't act completely rationally. You can't predict everything. There will always be people who do inexplicable things that are incomprehensible."

"You are not a god, so it is impossible for you to know everyone's thoughts, words and actions."

"The world of cultivation is cruel, it chooses who to devour."

“It is like a small boat sailing against the wind in the sea. If it does not advance, it will retreat.”

“But that’s also why he’s so wonderful.”

"It's unpredictable."

“Confusion will fill our lives.”

“Only by breaking through the obsession and confusion in your heart can you have the possibility of making further progress in the days ahead.”

"You are still young, and there is still a lot of time. The future life is still waiting for you to touch and explore."

"When you start over, I will slowly answer the doubts in your heart."

"Memories of the previous life will slowly emerge."

There was a hint of intelligence in Ji Mo's deep eyes, like the first star shining in the dark night.

Qing Yuan pressed her index finger to Ji Mo's lips.

Qing Yuan's bright eyes blinked again and again.

"Shhh."

"I promise."

"So, go find the answers."

As the words faded away, the Qingyuan in front of him exploded into light foam, turned into stars, and disappeared into the tattered sea of consciousness.

At the moment when the green kites dispersed, a stiff flagpole fell from the sky and stuck into the ground. The white flag was painted with blue sky, white clouds, and a blazing sun.

The only remaining waves in the sea of consciousness moved without wind, and the hot torrent flowed in Ji Mo's body, repairing his body and sea of consciousness.

The broken holes in the sea of consciousness were also expanded and filled under the illumination of white light, turning into their original appearance.

The pain in my body dissipated, and so did my fatigue.

At the end of the season, he walked to the flagpole, grabbed it with both hands, and an invisible will rushed into his mind.

All the news came to his memory.

At the end of the season, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he seemed happy and no longer as confused as before.

“Life is unpredictable, so just go with the flow.”

Ji Mo exerted a little force with his palm and pulled up the flagpole that was stuck in the ground.

A blazing light burst out from the flagpole.

There is nothing else in the world.

[Impermanence] is filled here.

Ji Mo's consciousness returned to reality and he looked at the storage ring in his hand.

He took a deep breath, his eyes determined, urged his consciousness, and entered the ring again.

Wang Ji's ring was empty, with only a few scattered spirit stones.

Other than that there were only a few books and pages scattered around.

The awareness of the end of the season passed with it.

Looking at the blank book cover, Ji Mo gently opened it.

【I seem to have come to a strange world.】

I don’t know where this is, nor how I got here.

My last memory is of a giant planet hanging high in the sky.

It was so close.

[All my memories after that were gone, and I never saw my parents or family again.]

[This feeling is like a supernatural event in a novel, as if being transported to another world by a card.]

【very funny. 】

This kind of life is pretty good, I like it.

I no longer have to deal with what those people say, nor do I have to pretend to be a good kid, engaging in useless conversations and flattering others.

[I seem to have traveled through time and space, and into the body of a hunter.]

My mind is filled with many hunting memories and experiences, like a map carved into it.

Every time I walk out, I have a vague yet familiar feeling, as if I've been here countless times before.

I like this feeling.

……

I've been here for a long time.

[It's been so long that I can't even tell how many days I've been here.]

[Is my name Chen Huo? ]

[Such a familiar name, but why do I feel more like my name is Wang Ji.]

[This seems to be my real name. I can’t quite tell who I am anymore.]

My memory is too confused. Two completely different scenes and names, meeting different people makes me feel like a dream.

I just hunt every day to make a living, but why do I always dream of a place with tall buildings at night? It's so real that it makes me feel like I'm coming from there.

I... I'm a little homesick...

[But...where is home...? ]

……

[I've made up my mind. My name is Chen Huo.]

[Something seems to be wrong with my body. I keep dreaming about being in another world and experiencing everything in a dream.]

【I am a hunter. My family has made a living by hunting for generations.】

【Perhaps this kind of dream is also a kind of talent of mine.】

[With these dreams, I improved my hunting bow and arrow]

【Now more durable, sharper, and with a longer range. 】

[Perhaps this is the legend, where the immortal touches my head, ties my hair and grants me immortality.]

……

Life is pretty good now. Ever since I confirmed I'm Chen Huo, I'm no longer affected by dreams.

[Dreams are more like a condiment after a day of fatigue]

I'm already twenty years old. Today, Aunt Wang from the next village came to propose marriage to me.