Those who have never experienced memory fusion will never imagine what it feels like. Countless inexplicable memories come flooding in like a wave. They are like hungry wolves, not only frantically tearing at your original memories, but also impacting the three outlooks that you have worked so hard to build up.

There was even a moment when you doubted whether you were still yourself! In the system space, Zhang San's brain was still covered by the system, which was an important reason why he felt reluctant to leave. But once he left there, the sequelae of memory fusion began to show.

If one's state of mind is high, it will naturally not be difficult to control these memories, just like the memories of the previous Demon World Slayer, Zhang San can handle it calmly.

If possible, Zhang San would extend the projection time of the second world indefinitely, but obviously, under the influence of external pressure, he did not even extend this time to one day.

I have to say that this is a regrettable thing, and the best way to vent regret is to be in pain.

At dawn on the Mao day, the morning dew was dripping. (Mao hour, five o'clock) At this time, Zhang San had already woken up. When his will once again dominated his body, an indescribable pain ran through his head, and the discomfort caused by it almost made him lose his mind.

Is his name Qin Chi? Or is his name Zhang San? For a normal person, this is not even a question, but for Zhang San at this moment, just figuring this out has exhausted all his energy.

Everything in front of his eyes went dark and golden light flashed from time to time all around him. Zhang San, who inherited the medical skills of Xiaohao (Qin Chi), knew very well that this was a shock phenomenon caused by excessive pain. Under the body's stress response, his blood pressure would begin to rise and his pulse would also begin to speed up.

Different from the 12 levels of pain fabricated by netizens, according to the classification of pain by the World Health Organization (WHO), Zhang San should be at level IV (the highest, severe pain, continuous severe pain, accompanied by changes in blood pressure, pulse, etc.)

Because he has a very precise grasp of his body, Zhang San can even predict what will happen to him later. First, his limbs will become numb. In order to ensure adequate supply to the brain, under the condition of hypoxia, it is ultimately the limbs that bear everything.

If Zhang San's guess is correct, the next thing should be the internal organs. When the pulling pain disappears, it means relief. After all, when you can't even control your consciousness, the concept of pain will also be removed from your mind.

You should know that thinking also consumes energy, and your brain will not allow you to be so greedy!

It feels like being in the wilderness, you are staring at the sky, and the sky seems to be staring at you, neither of you is willing to admit defeat, and neither of you is willing to blink first.

Just like that, a second passes, you seem to feel a little bored, and when you are about to look away, a lifetime has passed.

Congratulations, you have won the Underworld Reincarnation Package. Your tour guides for this trip will be Black and White Impermanence. I wish you a pleasant journey, dear!

Perhaps it was because of his personality flaws. When the pain was at its extreme and his consciousness was at risk, such nonsensical things appeared in Zhang San's mind.

It seemed that he had amused himself. After forcing a smile, Zhang San stopped resisting. He had experienced four reincarnations, which totaled nearly a hundred years. If you look at it this way, he could be considered to have died of old age.

The passion of his youth is no longer boiling, and it is time for this old man to enjoy that damn sweetness.

Just before Zhang San's consciousness was about to fade away, an ethereal voice suddenly came into his mind.

"Sister, look, my brother's mouth is open!"

Hmm, this voice seems a little familiar. Is it that little girl Shinobu Kocho?

No, no, no, it didn't seem that gentle, and compared to the two sisters' full of energy, this voice felt too weak to Zhang San, it shouldn't be that.

Could it be Su Mucheng? Didn't she go on vacation with Ye Xiu? According to seniority, I should call her Master's Wife, so I can't let my imagination run wild.

Well, don't worry, let me think about it again. Zhang San still has plenty of time before his consciousness completely disappears.

Hey, got it!

There seems to be a person's voice in my mind that is quite similar to this voice, but what is that person's name?

Duck egg? Girl? I remembered, it should be Yaya. Judging from the tone of his voice, it seems to be me, no, it should be Zhang San's sister.

This account really has a bad taste. It's okay if it has poor strength, but you could have just named yourself "Si Rui" but insisted on naming yourself Zhang San. There should be no account with worse aesthetic taste than this one.

By the way, shouldn't I smile to show respect?

Hahaha~ (The protagonist has gone crazy, burn paper if there is anything)

But before he could laugh, another voice appeared in his mind again.

"This is a rare opportunity. Zhao Zhen, pry open Third Brother's mouth and I'll feed him the medicine. If we delay any further, there will be no chance of recovery!"

Compared with Yaya's voice before, the voice that appeared at this time seemed much more unfamiliar, but at this point, Zhang San no longer had the energy to look through his memory.

For other people, death seems to be a very scary feeling, especially at the moment of death. It would be very interesting if the person could prolong his life by giving something.

There are only two things in this world that cannot be looked at directly: one is the sun, and the other is the human heart!

If the above conditions can be met, the human world will probably face collapse. However, that is other people's business and has nothing to do with him. After all, Zhang San at this time has lost the ability to think, and even the concept of death has been stripped from his brain.

"Boss, you are innocent, how can you do such a thing as feeding medicine? Let me do it. I think Brother Zhang will not care about these details with his broad mind."

It has to be said that Zhao Zhen's starting point was good, but after Uncle Fu kicked him, he realized that this was not as simple as just asking who would feed the medicine.

He remembered that when he was serving in the Wukai Guard, there was a girl named Hua who came to join the army in place of her father. When everyone in the guard saw her for the first time, they all realized that she was a woman disguised as a man.

But three years after three years, as the service period is about to end, no one still mentions this matter. As for the reason, you can think about it carefully! Is this weird? Of course it is weird. After all, collective selective blindness is not an easy thing.

But what is even more strange is that during Zhao Zhen’s lifetime, he actually encountered this kind of thing again.

"What are you still standing there for? Didn't you hear what the young lady said? Pry open the gentleman's mouth. The young lady has prepared the medicine. The situation is urgent now, and it is inconvenient for us to do anything. We can only inconvenience the young lady!"

"Third brother risked his life to save us last night. We can't just sit there and watch him die here."

After saying this, a warm feeling enveloped Zhang San's lips, and then the figure in his consciousness also unconsciously smiled.

"It seems that this small account called Zhang San is not doing too badly. It's quite interesting!"

As expected, I am the man that the palace cannot have~