Chapter 309 Restoring Memories: A faint green light will stop the wind...
A pale green light enveloped Zhifeng.
Gradually, her breathing calmed down, no longer as faint as before.
Sang Zhitao gradually felt relieved.
She only removed her hand from the other person's body after seeing some color return to their pale face.
"Zhifeng?!" She helped Zhifeng sit up and called softly.
Zhifeng opened his eyes groggily, his empty gaze sweeping over Sang Zhitao before looking at the cabin beside him.
He coughed lightly: "Tao Tao..."
"What happened?! Why do you have so many wounds on your body?!" Sang Zhitao carefully helped her to her feet, bombarding her with questions.
Zhi Feng coughed lightly and pressed her arm down: "No need."
Sang Zhitao paused, looking up at her friend: "What do you mean? Didn't I heal you?"
Zhi Feng shook her head with a wry smile. Instead of answering Sang Zhi Tao directly, she looked into the distance and asked, "Do you know why the big ship stopped chasing us?"
Sang Zhitao's face immediately turned ugly for a moment. It wasn't that she hadn't thought of this problem, but she was interrupted by Zhifeng's sudden fainting.
Zhi Feng let out a soft breath, then coughed a few times before saying, "Third Miss, no, I should say Eldest Miss Zhou, it was her who did it."
Sang Zhitao looked at Zhifeng, her mind filled with questions: "She? She's not..."
Zhi Feng shook his head.
"Did everyone on the ship say she was crazy?"
Zhi Feng gave a mocking laugh.
"She's not crazy, she's been poisoned."
Sang Zhitao's face paled, and her fingertips trembled slightly as she touched Zhifeng's lips.
Deep red blood, tinged with black, slid from her fingertips into her palm.
She quickly placed her hand on Zhifeng's body, and green light rapidly spread from her palm.
Zhi Feng raised his hand and brushed her hand off his body: "It's no use."
“Zhi Feng…” Sang Zhi Tao’s eyes reddened slightly. She had just sensed that the other person’s body was rapidly deteriorating.
Zhi Feng smiled and gently stroked Sang Zhi Tao's cheek: "The injuries on my body were inflicted by Miss Zhou when she went mad, and the poison was inflicted on the young master after he discovered that Miss Zhou had poisoned him, using me as a test subject."
"This poison can control people's minds. He wants me to be controlled by him so that he can coerce you to do things for him."
"I didn't expect... cough cough... I didn't expect..." Zhi Feng coughed heavily a few times.
"Stop the wind!" Sang Zhitao hugged her urgently, ignoring her resistance and covering her entire body with green light.
Zhi Feng's faint voice came from the light: "I didn't expect Miss Zhou to be so skilled. Now that the Lin family's big ship has fallen into her hands, you don't have to worry about being hunted down by Young Master Lin anymore."
“Zhifeng…” Sang Zhitao felt the touch from her palm; Zhifeng’s life had come to an end.
After removing her hand from his body again, Zhi Feng took out two bronze plaques from his pocket: "These are... my parents'..."
"I'm sorry... I hated you... but I still hope... you can be... my... undertaker..."
The blood-stained bronze medal fell into Sang Zhitao's arms.
The pale hand, covered in blood, slid off her body...
The faint breathing of Zhifeng in her arms ceased completely.
Sang Zhitao looked at the bronze medal in her arms, but couldn't shed a single tear.
This is the girl who took good care of me after I lost my memory.
This is the girl who once promised to give her a gift when she boarded the ship.
Finally, at the age of nineteen, she perished in this sea…
Sang Zhitao struggled to lift Zhifeng and staggered into the cabin.
The blood flowing from Zhifeng's body almost stained the deck red.
She stepped across the deck, leaving bloody footprints, and entered the room.
Carefully place Zhifeng on the sofa.
Sang Zhitao turned around and found a clean set of clothes.
Bathing, changing clothes, engraving a nameplate...
She calmly and methodically prepared for the funeral procession to stop the wind.
"Zhifeng... nineteen years old... with both parents, deceased... my dearest friend here, may your next life be filled with smooth sailing..."
She carefully tied the three bronze medals around Zhifeng's waist.
She used the new material Lin Luoluo had given her—a stronger and less corroded rope—to securely tie the three bronze medals together.
Finally, she carried Zhifeng onto the deck, stepped over the dried blood again, and let her slide into the sea.
The waves were gently stirred, creating faint ripples.
A life has been completely wiped out from this world.
Sang Zhitao clutched her chest; it didn't hurt, but it was damp.
Back in her cabin, she swallowed the pills that Zhifeng had replaced...
In the interstellar elf world, she was regarded as the crown princess and cherished by the elf queen.
In the robot world, the robots bowed to her and regarded her as a goddess.
Pirate world, gem world, bubble world, miniature world, giant world, upside-down world, orc world, game world, cultivation world, fortune-telling world, superpower world, magic world...
All her past experiences finally replayed in her mind at this moment.
"real……"
Sang Zhitao looked up at the sky.
She remembered the attack she was subjected to when she entered this world.
She was absolutely certain that it was indeed the work of a master.
"Since you've made me lose my memory, why not use that to kill me?"
Sang Zhitao frowned slightly and murmured softly.
She really couldn't understand why she hadn't continued to take action and instead let herself drift in this world for so long.
"Military and police ship No. 27 reminds you that a level 4 thunderstorm will occur later. Please take precautions."
Just as I was pondering this, another natural disaster warning appeared.
Sang Zhitao looked up at the clock on the wall, hesitated for a moment, and then appeared on the deck.
She looked up at the sky and felt a series of cracking sounds coming from it, the sound of the world about to collapse.
Sang Zhitao rose up and flew into the air, then with a wave of her hand she put the ship into her sleeve and soared straight into the sky.
As she had imagined, the dome of the world was already covered with cracks of all sizes, and every now and then a piece or two of debris would fall down, leaving tiny gaps in the dome.
A fierce wind blew into the world through the gap, and the sun in the sky swayed incessantly under its force.
Sang Zhitao frowned and flew into the sea, heading towards the Earth's core.
The earth's core here is already completely black.
"Has it come to this?" Sang Zhitao couldn't help but sigh.
The fire from the Earth's core has been completely extinguished, and the dome is so shattered that it's fair to say that this world is beyond saving.
Just as she turned to leave, she suddenly stopped.
Sang Zhitao carefully took a few more steps inside and saw a faint light, barely bright enough to be called a candle flame, floating in mid-air, flickering dimly.
The moment the faint light appeared on Sang Zhitao, it suddenly shone like a candle flame before quickly dimming again.
Seeing this, she quickly waved her hand and injected a beam of green light into the light spot.
The light spot, as if it had been blessed with sweet dew, desperately absorbed the green light into its body, and then let out a soft burp.
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but chuckle before withdrawing the green light: "Alright, the dome hasn't been repaired yet, it's not good for you to consume too much energy."
The revitalized light flickered incessantly before her, as if trying to say something.
Sang Zhitao gently tapped the spot of light with her fingertip.
"Thank you." A childish voice echoed in her mind.
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
She has traveled through time and has only been able to communicate with a handful of world consciousnesses. To have encountered one now is enough to make her happy.
"Are you the world consciousness of this world?" Sang Zhitao couldn't help but lower her voice. "How did you become like this?"
The point of light jumped for a moment before saying, "I am not part of the world's consciousness."
"How so?"
The childish voice sighed softly: "This world is not a complete world."
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but frown: "Not a complete world?"
The light spot bounced twice, as if nodding.
"I don't know how to explain it to you." The childish voice was full of frustration.
Sang Zhitao chuckled twice and tapped the light spot: "Then let's do it the way you understand it."
“…Okay.” After a moment’s hesitation, the voice quickly replied, “This world also had continents, mountains, and forests before.”
"At that time, there were many, many countries in the land, and they fought and killed each other every day."
"Until one day, something fell from the sky, and then natural disasters struck..."
“The tide came in and submerged the land, so people moved to live on boats.” The voice paused before continuing, “At that time, I had just regained some consciousness, and I almost died because of this.”
"Later, I slept for a long time, and when I woke up again, the world had become what it is now."
Listening to the faint rumble of thunder outside, Sang Zhitao frowned, recalling the level-four natural disaster and thunderstorm she had witnessed when she lost her memory: "What is falling from the sky?"
The voice remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "I don't know. That's the realm of the gods; I can't fathom it."
Before Sang Zhitao could ask further, the voice continued, "As you can see, the water has begun to recede, and the continent is beginning to appear, but natural disasters are also increasing the difficulty."
Sang Zhitao nodded thoughtfully as she thought about the level four Heavenly Array that far exceeded the level setting.
"Thank you for the energy you gave me, although..." A sigh echoed in my mind, "Although I don't have many days left to live."
Sang Zhitao tapped her chin with her finger: "It's not entirely without hope."
She looked up at the point of light frozen in mid-air: "Do you remember where you dropped it? I'll go take a look; maybe I can find a glimmer of hope."
The light on the spot suddenly shone brightly for a moment, then seemed to realize what was happening, quickly withdrew its light, and pointed at the void.
As it moved, a voice in my mind said, "I remember in the East, it belonged to the gods, and I cannot perceive it."
Sang Zhitao waved her hand dismissively: "It's alright, I'll go find it myself."
Before the light could say anything more, she formed an energy ball the size of a volleyball in the air: "This is for you. I look forward to seeing you again."
"...Okay, thank you..." The light spot's voice accompanied her departure, leaving a light, fleeting sentence in her mind.
When Sang Zhitao came out, the thunderstorm had not yet subsided.
However, she was no longer afraid of the thunderstorm and flew directly eastward.
From thunderstorms to clear skies, from day to night and back to day.
She originally wanted to teleport there directly, but this world was too fragile, so fragile that she dared not use too much energy, lest the world collapse instantly.
During this period, she encountered several natural disasters. As Guangdian said, the occurrence of high-level natural disasters became more and more frequent, and the disasters they brought far exceeded the initial classification.
Sang Zhitao even encountered a military or police ship that had been destroyed in a natural disaster.
It was a ship so charred that it was unrecognizable.
At first, Sang Zhitao thought it was just a large merchant ship or a ship belonging to a small family, but the sound coming from the ship just as she was about to pass by made her guess wrong.
"Military and police ships...remind...remind...warn..."
"Military and police... capture... arrest..."
"Military or police ships?!"
Sang Zhitao pursed her lips and silently descended from the sky onto the ship.
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