Chen Xiao's mind buzzed, and he stood dumbfounded, his memories gradually becoming clear. Yet within those clear memories, something still lay hidden.
The mystery turned into the answer, and the answer turned back into the mystery.
Could it be that his memories had been sealed more than once?
He had no answer. But just as his brain became a jumbled mess...
"No, winning this game won't be that simple..."
A voice came through. Immediately, a woman appeared before everyone. She was dressed in luxurious clothes, donning a round parasol hat that was popular among ladies half a century ago, elegantly holding a black-covered notebook in her hand.
By her side stood a chubby little boy with a lollipop stick poking out of his mouth.
