That company was actually a rest stop for Feng Jiakang, Sihai, and others. After Feng Jiakang's father decided to hand over the family property to his youngest son, he casually gave Feng Jiakang a small, unprofitable cultural company.

On the day of the incident, Si Hai accompanied Si Yue to discuss holding an art exhibition. Gong Zhu had just learned that his brother had settled down in his city and impulsively went to his brother's house.

Because the building was located in a remote area, poorly managed, and had cheap rent, many people rented it as a warehouse. As a result, a fire broke out somewhere, the fire-fighting equipment failed, and the warehouse containing flammable and explosive gas cylinders exploded.

Initially, the office maintainers relied entirely on the endless supply of snacks from the employees' drawers to get through their rest time at the break station.

Later, as they ventured into more of the Death Zones, their supplies gradually increased. However, their rest stop for six people became for four, and then for three.

Feng Jiakang naturally didn't know what a spatial grid was, but when he subconsciously repeated the word, images appeared in his mind, and he quickly found the cool mint candy. As soon as the thought came to him, the candy immediately appeared in his palm.

He hissed and gasped, immediately believing Cheng Shuang's words to some extent, and asked dryly, "You mean I have amnesia?"

"I'm not sure." Cheng Shuang shook her head; she was confused too! "Are you coming with me, or staying here and waiting for me to come back to you?"

For some reason, Feng Jiakang didn't want to stray too far from the child, so he hesitated and said, "How about I come with you?"

"Then hurry up!" Cheng Shuang didn't refuse, but she also didn't have the patience to explain further. She was afraid that the green liquid had some strange effects, similar to erasing the memories of the creatures in the tank, fundamentally brainwashing them in order to achieve some shady purpose.

Seeing the little girl turn around and jump onto the giant bear, about to start running, 'Feng Jiakang' didn't care too much. He instinctively took out a bicycle from his spatial storage, held the swaying bed sheet with one hand, and controlled the handlebars with the other, and sped after her.

Cheng Shuang sat on the teddy bear, with Luo An on her shoulder, their eyes fixed on every water tank they passed, making sure neither side was missed.

She needed to find her companions in the shortest amount of time, so she didn't control the speed of the bear cubs.

As Feng Jiakang rode his bicycle, he became increasingly convinced of Cheng Shuang's words. He must have lost his memory; otherwise, with his busy life of eating, drinking, and having fun, how could he have had the opportunity to exercise, and how could he ride so fast?

You should know that he is a typical case of being in poor health.

Feng Jiakang wanted to catch up with the little girl and ask her about the details of his amnesia, but then he saw the bear in front of him suddenly stop. At the same time, a crisp sound rang out, and a figure burst out of the glass water tank. The moment he jumped to the ground, he put on a cloak.

Cheng Shuang waved to Du Jun, who was shoving his wet hair back, and called out happily, "Big brother, you're out?"

Perhaps because he had been soaked in the green liquid, Du Jun's peach blossom eyes became even colder, and when he looked at her, he simply nodded indifferently.

He then hid behind another intact water tank, quickly dried himself with his cloak, and put on his clothes.

"Young man, is your memory alright?" Cheng Shuang asked, raising an eyebrow as she turned her back. "Do you remember who you are, who I am, and who he is?"

Hidden behind the box, Du Jun sighed, "Don't joke around, important matters are more important!"

The little girl chuckled, relieved; it seemed that only the palace attendant had a problem so far.

"Could it be due to Sister Gong's skill?" Cheng Shuang murmured softly.

Du Jun asked in return, "What's wrong?" As he spoke, he walked out, his gaze lingering hesitantly on the faces of Cheng Shuang and 'Feng Jiakang'.

"I have amnesia!" 'Feng Jiakang' shrugged and said nonchalantly, "I almost thought I had been kidnapped!"

"I don't know if the green liquid is the problem," Cheng Shuang sighed, urging, "Let's hurry up and find the other companions!"

She glanced at Du Jun, whose expression had become slightly tense, and tentatively asked, "How about we split up to search?"

Du Jun looked around and shook his head in refusal, "This place is too big; if we split up, it will be harder for us to reunite."

Cheng Shuang didn't say anything more. After Du Jun took out the amphibious vehicle and followed behind, the three of them continued their journey.

After a long ride, Feng Jiakang, who was riding his bicycle, finally felt a bit tired. He complained, "This place is too big! It's gloomy and dark, like either a laboratory or a biological graveyard."

The two tanks contain a diverse array of species, most of which float motionless in the green liquid, while a small number of aquatic animals exhibit some movement.

It really does look like a tomb.

After walking for a while, Xiong Baobao suddenly slowed down. Cheng Shuang looked over and saw several figures slowly walking towards them. They were all soaking wet. Leading them were Sihai and Sun Han, followed by Siyue and Liao Yuewei.

The little girl breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to speak, she saw the other three people besides Sihai staring at the bear cub with extremely vigilant expressions, as if they were about to run away at any moment.

The bear cub wisely took a half step back and bent down to let Cheng Shuang slide off its back.

After observing for a week, Cheng Shuang's face fell, and she looked questioningly at the most composed Si Hai, "Uncle Hai, have Uncle Sun and the others also lost their memories?"

Si Hai's eyes flickered as he looked at the two young men standing behind the little girl. He said frankly, "Not only them, but my memories are also incomplete."

At that moment, the little girl realized that Sihai was not wearing his usual magician's robe, and Sun Han and Liao Yuewei were not wearing their usual sportswear. Sun Han was dressed in an elite outfit, shirt and trousers, exactly the same as when they first met.

April is all about Mori Girl style, and Liao Yuewei is all about short T-shirts and wide-leg pants.

Neither of them is particularly suitable for escaping or fighting in a land of death.

Cheng Shuang silently turned around and looked at Du Jun. The young man was wearing sportswear, but that only meant that this was his style of dressing before.

They looked at each other, and then Du Jun slowly looked away.

Cheng Shuang understood. She sighed, rubbing her forehead, "Do you all have memory problems?"

Sun Han adjusted the frame of his glasses, which had no lenses. "It seems so." He explained earnestly, "My memory is stuck on my way to work, so it's obvious my memory is faulty." He took off the frame and showed it to everyone. "My eyesight is poor, and the lenses were quite thick. I don't need them at all now."

"Why don't I have any problems?" She scratched her cheek, then suddenly thought of a question: Could it be mental energy again?

"I ate a cool mint in the water tank," the little girl suggested. "Why don't you try some?"

The others took out candies, but Liao Yuewei shook her head, "I can't find a space to put things. I can't imagine there could be such a magical thing! This outfit was given to me by April."

Cheng Shuang's face turned green, and she asked fearfully, "Did you introduce yourselves?"

The answer is obvious.