The nth time I met my puppet

Wan Nan was completely confused. It would be strange if even Tinari didn't know about the existence of the scattered soldiers. If Xumi wanted to hide it from the ordinary people, then Tinari must know.

After all, he was also a participant in the plan to rescue the Grass God, so it was impossible for him not to know about it.

But the problem is, judging from the look in Tinari's eyes, he has no impression of this at all. It's not that he is hiding it, but that he doesn't know.

Tinari was also a little puzzled. He couldn't understand why this kid came with dark circles under his eyes and asked these strange questions. After getting the answers, he started to stare blankly again?

"Wanxing? Wanxing?" Tinari gently patted the dazed Wannan, calling her back from her distraction.

Wan Nan's eyes were confused and helpless for a moment, and Tinari felt helpless. He should have criticized her for being distracted, but seeing this look, he felt a little reluctant.

Does this name belong to someone very important to her?

"Okay, listen carefully and think about other things after class."

but…

How can she concentrate on listening to the class?

The scattered soldiers were defeated, and she didn't know what happened afterwards. She also didn't know who rescued 007. What was the fate of the scattered soldiers after their defeat?

She knew nothing, but...

That was her lover.

She couldn't help but not care, couldn't stop herself from thinking about it, so she didn't listen carefully in this class after all. She really wasn't in the mood to listen.

As soon as the get out of class was over, she rushed out. Tinari didn't stop her after all, and there was no point in stopping her. Perhaps the best solution now was to let her deal with the matter first.

If that name was important to her, if that name was her relative, he would not be able to persuade her not to care if this matter had no result.

She definitely couldn't concentrate on the class, so he might as well let her deal with this matter properly before attending the class.

After Wan Nan rushed out, he randomly asked many passers-by, but their answers were exactly the same as Leila and Tinari's. Wan Nan's face was extremely distressed.

She still remembered the other people besides Tinari who participated in the core plan to rescue the Little Grass God. She couldn't find the others for a while, but Nilu was easy to find, so she found Nilu again.

"Nelue... do you remember the Skirmishers?"

Nilu was a little surprised and at a loss. The girl in front of her was obviously out of breath after running all the way, but the anxiety in her eyes was beyond words. She knew what kind of answer the girl in front of her wanted her to say.

However, she really had no impression of this name.

"I'm sorry, I don't seem to know you?"

Wan Nan was completely panicked. For a moment she didn't know what to do. Everyone's answers were the same, without any difference, but they were not the answers she wanted.

That shouldn't be the case... who would remember the Skirmishers? Surely the Fatui would remember them, right?

Wan Nan didn't have time to think too much and rushed directly into the Fatui's territory regardless of anything. She was just a scholar now, so the two sides were about to start fighting as soon as they met.

"Little girl, I advise you to leave immediately, otherwise don't blame us for not being gentle with you."

"I only have one question. Who is the Sixth Leader of the Fatui?"

Wan Nan only had this question. It was impossible that the Fatui didn't remember Sanbing, since Sanbing had been the Sixth Seat for so many years.

However, the Fatui only thought Wan Nan was a little girl.

He didn't take her seriously at all and had no intention of answering the question.

"This is our business as fools, what does it have to do with you? If you don't leave, we will take action."

"Don't tell the truth... Tsk, what a hassle."

Wan Nan's patience had already reached its limit, and she was in no mood to talk anymore. If they refused to talk, she would beat them until they talked.

He just beat them up with his sword, but he didn't use too much force just to ask questions, and basically used the hilt of his sword to knock them down with the final blow.

It is precisely because of this that they feel insulted, but they are unable to suppress it with force, so they dare not speak out.

After a while, all the Fatui lay down with bruised faces.

(It’s so good to be young, you can fall asleep right away. How can you sleep at this age?)

"Okay, now can you answer me? Who is the Sixth Seat of the Fatui?"

"Oh, my dear... stop hitting me. The Sixth Seat of the Fatui has been vacant for hundreds of years... I'm not sure what you're talking about, but I also really don't understand why you didn't answer me because you asked about a seat that's been vacant for hundreds of years..."

Wan Nan became even angrier upon hearing this, and put the tip of the sword directly against his throat.

"to be frank!"

"I'm telling the truth! The sixth seat has indeed been vacant for hundreds of years!"

The expression on his face did not seem fake. He was obviously a man who was very afraid of death, and this matter was not a secret.

Wan Nan didn't know how to express the complicated emotions at the moment. Everything seemed to have changed suddenly. The people of Xumi didn't remember Sanbing, or maybe Nashida did something for some reason that made them forget.

But what about the fools? How could they not remember?

Their memories seemed different from hers, as if she was the only one who remembered the Skirmisher, as if the Skirmisher was just a figment of her imagination, but how could that be?

"Damn it! In my last life, waking up to find out that Sanbing had become a god was outrageous enough, but in this life, when I woke up, no one even remembered Sanbing!? Each time is more surprising than the last, isn't it? "

Wan Nan cursed inwardly, trying to calm herself down this way, but it didn't seem to be of much use...

This was all so absurd now, how could she believe it?

She doesn't believe it!

This is not what she remembered!

It shouldn't be like this!

She had no idea what had happened in her absence.

But no matter what it is, it won't make people forget him, right?

The events they recounted seemed to have erased all of his existence, as if Sanbing had never existed.

For some reason, Wan Nan had the illusion that she was isolated from the world for a moment. She was not from this world and was incompatible with this world.

This alienation seems more real due to cognitive bias, and she can't even figure out whether it is her problem or the world's problem.

"007...what on earth is going on?"

"I don't know... During that time, 007 was imprisoned by the doctor. He knows even less about what happened than the host."

007 was also helpless. Everything that happened now was beyond his expectations. They didn't even know where to find the stragglers, and now they couldn't even inquire about the news.

Because no one knows.

Wan Nan was very confused. For a moment, she felt her hands and feet were cold, and her whole body felt light and floating. She had a strong sense of unreality. If what they said was true, then what did she have to go through?

A dream?

"So... which one is real?"

007 felt Wan Nan's strong uneasiness. Although he didn't understand what was going on, he knew that what Wan Nan experienced was real.

"Host, don't worry. What you saw and experienced must be true. Perhaps something happened that made everyone forget the target, but don't doubt your memory."

This sentence finally pulled Wan Nan out of that confused and unreal feeling. Her body gradually warmed up and she finally felt grounded again.

She also believed in 007 unconditionally. Moreover, the memory was so real that no matter why others forgot, she would not forget.

"007, you're right. Although I can't find out now, the fact that I can come to Xumi proves that he must be nearby. Then we will meet again sooner or later, right?"

"That's right! So host, don't be discouraged, cheer up!"

Wan Nan also nodded. She had wasted a lot of time on this trip and it was time to go back.

Wait a minute…

It seems like she still has a class!!!

"Damn it... 007, do you think I can still make it to this class..."

Wan Nan looked at the sky. In fact, she was not sure whether she could catch up because she didn't know how much time had passed, but 007 must know the exact time.

"Host, there are still 13 minutes. If we run back to Xumi City from outside the city now, maybe we can still make it in time?"

Why the question mark? Because 007 felt a bit guilty, and running back in 13 minutes was a bit of a stretch...

Wan Nan didn't stop and ran back immediately, but it seemed that she still couldn't catch up. She heard the sound from a distance.

"For this class, I'd like to introduce you to a tutor named A Mao. Let's welcome him."