As Lin Yi's fingers touched the completely frozen corpse.
Scenes of fragmented memories began to surface before his eyes.
Lin Yi saw a corner of the campus after a summer rain, where he was talking to another girl whose face was already blurred.
Then, Lin Yi saw the day he swore in for military service, with a red flower pinned to his chest.
Lastly, there was a sharp pain from his back, and his consciousness plunged into boundless darkness.
These experiences were scattered and chaotic.
But compared to creatures like sandworms, which have little intelligence and brain capacity, they were far more logical.
At least Lin Yi was able to piece together a story of someone who had just graduated from high school, enlisted in the army, left loved ones, and guarded the frontier.
Even buried by wind and snow, Lin Yi could vaguely make out the facial features from when he was alive.
It was a young face, just like his.
