From the beginning of civilization

Fan picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip silently.

Riri Saten looked nervously at Hatsuharu Shiki who had been in a daze since coming out.

I then noticed Hatsuharu Shikiri, frozen in place, seemingly lost in thought. I breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Fan in front of him again, and he had no appetite for the delicious food in front of him.

"Now, can you tell me who you are? Just now you said you created the world through editing. Is that true?"

Fan's lips curled up into a gentle smile. "Of course it's true. I'm not lying. Editing really can create the world."

"As for who I am? Actually, I am not from this world. I came to this world just to have fun."

Saten Ruiko's face looked a little unhappy and she said, "We two are the ones you're looking for."

"No, Hatsuharu Shikiri is my disciple now." Fan shook his head slightly.

"Hmph! So I'm the one who's having fun!" Riri Saten crossed her arms and turned her head to the side.

Fan crossed his legs and leaned back, saying with a very regretful tone, "Really? You don't believe me. What a pity. I wanted to give you the superpower you've always dreamed of."

Saten Ruiko: "..."

After a while.

At this time, the group was chatting over time and space, and was talking about someone's affairs.

Bai Ling: "What do you think? Kamijou Touma hasn't responded for such a long time. Did something happen to him?"

Kazuma: "He must have met with an accident. Fan is over there."

Hikari: "I don't think that's the case. I feel like my best friend might be using me as a test subject."

Beloberg.

I was bored and flipped through the chat group's March 7th, and shuddered.

[March 7]: "Please don't say such dangerous things. It's creepy."

[Bai Ling]: "It's been such a long time since March 7th, and you're still in Beloberg."

[March 7]: "We've cleared out the special plants affected by the spiral force. We'll be leaving in a few days."

[Bai Ling]: "I see."

Kazuma: “Wait a minute, wait a minute, weren’t we supposed to be talking about Kamijou? Where have we gone off on a tangent again?”

"@Kamijo Touma, are you dead or not? Why don't you just say something?"

In Dr. Guata's hospital in Academy City.

Shokuhou Misaki, Mitsuari Ayumu and Index, a three-way battle.

The Ghost Chaser held the notebook in his hand, shielding his face with it, and whispered.

"Young man, you are very lucky, but I am curious about how you recovered your memory of the fifth one."

Kamijou Touma scratched his head and looked around, then whispered, "That doctor isn't under the chairman's supervision, is he?

The Ghost Chaser looked at Kamijou Touma in surprise and shook his head, saying, "No."

Kamijou Touma explained, "Just think of it as me meeting a very powerful person."

"He gave me a potion and I regained my memory. There was no more potion left, so I drank it all."

"The bottle of the potion should be left there." The Ghost Chaser asked again, still unwilling to give up.

Kamijou Touma flung his hands away. "Sorry, doctor, you know my luck."

The Soul Chaser sighed helplessly, "Take out the syringe I carry with me and let me have sex. There must be some medicine residue in your blood."

Kamijou Touma looked at the huge syringe and crawled up from the hospital bed.

The next second, my vision went dark, and I saw a small needle inserted into my body, with liquid still being slowly injected into it.

Everything went dark before my eyes, and then I was lying on the hospital bed again.