"Wait...!!"
"Wait wait wait!!!"
That elusive inspiration suddenly revealed a little tail!
He faintly grasped onto this tail!
"Could it be that this isn't Tian Bufan's planning, but... but 'our' collective planning!"
"Is this part of the entire plan?"
"Maozi's contamination!"
"The exploration of the campus!"
"The ashes we've been stained with!"
"Meeting Old Mo because of the Angel's eyeball!"
"Training in the Gymnasium!"
"Kuai Kuai's destruction of the Matrix and Old Mo's repair of the Matrix!"
"My arrival at the Art Building!"
"Could all of this, everything, have been 'designed'?!"
"Who designed all this, could it be... 'me'?"
"'I' designed... everything that 'I' would encounter?!"
"No, not necessarily 'me', but rather... 'us'?!"
Lin Yi's train of thought became increasingly hazy; this fleeting inspiration seemed to be telling him something, yet these could also be things he originally knew!
He knew that parts of his memory were missing!
So——
