Outside the abandoned factory, the green leaves and birdsong continued as usual, making it impossible to tell what had happened inside.

Nan Zhu followed behind Shi Yin. The moment Shi Yin took her first step out of the abandoned factory, the surrounding wind seemed to distort for a moment before quickly returning to normal.

In that instant, everything around them stopped moving again, even the wind stopped. Although it was only for a moment, Nan Zhu clearly saw something broken, sliced ​​off piece by piece from the surrounding space.

It was as if that space was originally a complete castle made of mirrors, which was broken into pieces and came to Shi Yin. Each fragment shimmered with images from different times.

This time was very short, only a few seconds had passed, but Nanzhu felt as if a century had passed.

Immediately afterwards, Shi Yin reached out and touched a fragment.

There were too many fragments just now, and they were flashing too fast for Nan Zhu to see clearly, but this fragment's image froze, and he could see it clearly.

The image shows Song Yu, being carried by two people and thrown into an abandoned factory. Song Yu's eyes are closed, and he appears to be unconscious.

That fragment then split into countless smaller fragments. These two people came into contact with everyone, and these fragments were categorized and extracted at an extremely fast speed, neatly arranged in front of the memory fragments of the first two people.

With a light tap of her pale fingertips, she touched the lens.

In Nan Zhu's mind, there seemed to be a breaking sound.

"Chain destruction".

Shi Yin's deep voice, like a heavenly chant, echoed in his mind. While Nan Zhu was still in a daze, Shi Yin had already withdrawn his hand.

From an angle where Shi Yin couldn't see, Nan Zhu stared intently at Shi Yin's fingers, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

Is this... the power of the world?

Nan Zhu seemed to see countless mirror worlds.

I don't know how to describe it.

It seems that starting from the original space of this world, all the memory anchors are flipped back and forth, not only human memories, but also the memories of walls, stone paths, including every flower, every blade of grass, and even the wind.

Everything that passed by, whether related, intimate, or unfamiliar, was unearthed by memory, leading us back to its source.

Then it was smashed to pieces.

"Tell the Commander-in-Chief to mobilize the entire nation to find those who have suddenly suffered brain death, down to the second, and have people keep a close watch on their bodies 24 hours a day." Shi Yin patted non-existent dust off her hands: "Then hand over the entire list to me, and I will check them one by one."

Even if Shi Yin didn't say what they were going to see, Nan Zhu could guess.

It's likely that Shi Yin can directly access memories through the brains of those people.

Nan Zhu then realized that he had underestimated Shi Yin's abilities. He had naively thought that memories were everywhere, but he had overlooked the fact that memories are interconnected.

When you look at a flower or a tree, the flower or a tree is also looking at you, just as rocks have memories. The whole world is a huge, controllable network for Tokine, and Tokine herself is the terminal of everything.

"You are truly powerful." Nan Zhu exclaimed sincerely, his gaze towards Shi Yin's back was focused and gentle, his eyes filled with madness and intoxication.

"You really admire strength." Shi Yin's eyes held a complex expression.

It wasn't the first time she'd felt adored and admired, but this was the first time Nan Zhu had been so passionate, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

“This is only natural.” Nan Zhu placed his hand on his heart and bowed slightly to Shi Yin. “This also proves that it is only right for me to follow you.”

"……what ever."

After a brief period of chaos, a brief period of tranquility will follow.

Shi Yin practically lived in the office. Every day, she was bombarded with piles of documents. Many of these documents were exactly what she expected, and their contents were largely the same as what she remembered. She could simply approve them directly.

But things are never that simple. New things will appear in each lifetime, which requires Tokine to look at them carefully and give more reasonable and detailed opinions based on her judgment.

Sigh, it would be better to let her do that PowerPoint presentation that she has to make over a thousand times every time she's reborn.

There was no other way; only Shi Yin was the most experienced and had been reborn the most times. Shi Yin had a premonition about all this busyness.

"Knock knock knock".

"Miss, your iced Americano." Nan Zhu gently pushed open the office door. Since Shi Yin accepted him, he was the only person who could come in directly after knocking.

"Just leave it there," Shi Yin said without looking up. "Keep reading."

"Yes," Nan Zhu replied obediently.

To improve efficiency, while Shi Yin was reading the document, Nan Zhu read a second copy aloud beside her.

Nan Zhu suspected that Shi Yin's left and right hemispheres worked separately. When Shi Yin finished reviewing his documents and was making his comments, she still had the energy to hear every word he said and even had the energy to say what needed to be replied so that he could write it down.

Time passed quickly, and Nanzhu became increasingly suspicious of whether Shiyin was a normal person.

Shi Yin maintained the same indifferent and clear-headed state, working for two days and one night without a moment's rest, and managed to approve all the documents collected by the group.

"Miss, why don't you go and rest for a while?" Nan Zhu was really worried that Shi Yin would have problems from staying up so late. He even went to the next room to take a nap because he couldn't stand it anymore.

"I know what I'm doing." Shi Yin put down her pen and, after confirming several times that there were no new documents, finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Come a little closer."

"Huh?" Nan Zhu was taken aback.

Shi Yin leaned back in her chair, her eyes slightly red from the fatigue of concentrating for so long. Her languid peach blossom eyes, moistened by the mist, lost some of their coldness, appearing half-awake.

"Come here." Shi Yin waved to Nan Zhu.

Nan Zhu hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked to Shi Yin's side. A faint fragrance wafted from her, and Nan Zhu felt a little nervous.

Shi Yin, however, did not notice Nan Zhu's strange behavior at all. She simply stood up, supported herself on the table, walked to the table, and her familiar katana reappeared. She held her breath and focused her mind.

Time seemed to stand still.

Nan Zhu could hear Shi Yin's soft breathing. She listened intently, as if sensing something. Suddenly, Shi Yin locked onto a direction and saw a flash of white lightning, and the space in front of her was torn open.

Still as water, swift as lightning.

Nan Zhu felt that being by Shi Yin's side every day was a way of training her resilience.

As the katana fell, a black mark appeared out of thin air in front of him. It was a space that had been forcibly cut open, twisting and distorting, as if trying to suck everything around it into it. However, it was fleeting, and immediately healed itself after being cut open.

In an instant, two silver gloves suddenly emerged from the crack, grabbing the edge of the crack. They seemed to be a pair of metal gloves, which stretched out from the crack and forcefully tore it apart from both sides.

A middle-aged man emerged from inside. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and his well-defined abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen through his close-fitting white shirt. He stood upright, and his angular features were visible beneath his neat top hat.

He looked quite old, yet possessed a mature and composed air about him. He had a high, straight nose, and his sharp, dark green eyes met Shi Yin's gaze calmly and steadily.

"It's been a long time, Ms. Tokine. Thank God we can meet again."

The man removed his top hat and gave Shi Yin a gentlemanly bow.

"Long time no see, Helmod. You arrived three days earlier than I expected."