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Chapter 132 False Memories [First Update, Requesting Monthly Tickets]

Zhao Yingkong opened her eyes, and what came into view was an isolated island overseas.

"This is……"

She saw dozens of boys and girls who looked alike fighting, sparring, and training on the island... even battling wild beasts.

Each of them demonstrated combat capabilities far exceeding those of normal humans.

This applies to all aspects, including speed, power, reaction time, and technique.

It even reached the point where, through anticipation, one could dodge bullets from a slightly longer distance and use their claws to tear apart the hides of wild beasts…

At the same time, they are born assassins, needing little training to know how to conceal their bodies in unnoticed spaces and adjust their aura to be undetectable...

—This is us…We are the elite of the [Kong] generation in the Eastern assassin family.

Even as children, Zhao Yingkong's peers possessed abilities comparable to elite soldiers in the outside world. With just a dagger, they could eliminate a special forces assault team in the most complex terrain.

These people, upon reaching adulthood, should have become the sharpest blades of the Zhao family, cutting away all the shackles of formalities and bureaucracy for the clan.

—I am the most talented one...a genius among geniuses.

The scene became increasingly clear and highly directional.

Zhao Yingkong saw that she had effortlessly defeated her brothers and sisters in the fight.

He worked cleanly and efficiently, until he became the undisputed number one. Even the elders and his father looked at him with new respect…

It's something to be proud of, and recalling it still makes Zhao Yingkong feel...excited.

From as far back as she can remember, the assassin girl has lived with her brothers and sisters.

On the contrary, the connection with the family... seems very weak.

The clan elders only arrive at specific times, with kind and benevolent faces, and bring medicines that can make people stronger.

Becoming stronger... what a wonderful phrase.

Zhao Yingkong was highly regarded, and her medicines were often beautifully presented... and even tasted delicious.

After eating the sweet sugar pill, you can feel your body and mind becoming more in sync, your muscles becoming stronger, your reactions becoming faster... and even your mind becoming clearer.

At first, nobody cared what this drug actually was.

The elders recounted how the "special power" activated after taking the medicine would make their already superhuman bodies even stronger.

After the restrictions were lifted, the skills honed through countless trials, the complete control over the body, and the freedom of understanding everything...

It's a wonderful feeling...

"wrong……"

Up to this point, the girl, who had been wandering in her memories, had become aware of the "alienation" of those memories.

“That’s a gene lock… even a third-order gene lock,” Zhao Yingkong murmured, watching everything around her continue to evolve.

The teacher had taught me these things, and I only recently mastered the second stage thanks to that bespectacled man's potion.

It conflicts with my memories, yet I'm completely unaware of it...

what is going on?

"Keep watching." A voice identical to her own signaled for her to be patient.

The growth of the "Kong" generation is a highly anticipated plan.

They became powerful because they used precious treasures that their elders were reluctant to use. The family placed all their hopes on them, expecting them not to disappoint the family's expectations.

loyalty……

Having been taught this concept, everyone worked even harder, and in order to meet the family's expectations, they gritted their teeth and persevered even if they were seriously injured.

Even if you suffer a serious injury, your body can heal itself quickly.

Zhao Yingkong's brilliance remained undiminished... the young girl's talent always drew praise. The elders were always ecstatic when describing what had happened to her...

and……

“The elders are very weak…incredibly weak.”

So weak... they don't seem to be the same kind of people as them.

This memory is exceptionally clear.

Every detail unfolded before her eyes… The combat skills she had mastered in that memory were so exquisite. Even now, if she wanted to replicate them… she would find herself powerless.

It's very strange... strange as if there's a veil between us.

In short, Zhao Yingkong was still the strongest among her peers. She soon got the opportunity to go out and carry out missions.

Everything seemed effortless for her; the thorny problems the elders spoke of were easily solved in her presence.

It was a very boring experience. No matter what was happening outside, she just wanted to stay with her brothers and sisters...

Why would I think that way?

At that time, I lacked so much knowledge, so why did I still hold such thoughts and not get confused by the dazzling world?

This is completely different from the theories taught by teachers... Humans cannot do things beyond their own cognitive abilities.

Brothers and sisters...

Zhao Yingkong quickly returned to the island to share her experiences and joys with her true kind.

As time goes by, everyone's bodies gradually develop, and the changes in physique bring about the development of strength. However, they gradually lose their former talents, are left behind by their peers, and are no longer number one.

……

My memories became unstable. So blurry that I couldn't even make out the faces of my siblings.

Zhao Yingkong was unsure of the exact reason.

In short, she lost a very important skill and could no longer easily control her body...

As a result, the girl began to despise her own development and tried to use a breast wrap to recapture the feeling of her childhood.

Now she understands exactly what was missing.

Microscopic vision, a representative of the fourth stage of the gene lock, and now... my own body is still using this technique to attack my most beloved teacher...

But teachers and elders are completely different...

The teacher was very capable, but he didn't emphasize loyalty or diligence. He always taught obscure and difficult knowledge, but he could bring a genuine smile to people's faces when they heard some short stories.

He doesn't see himself as a "tool." Instead, he aspires to become... a real person.

My memories have become more hazy and confused.

The night that would change her life was fast approaching, and everything that should have been clear became Gaussian blurred at that moment.

A very ordinary night.

Everyone died.

Brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters...

All that Zhao Yingkong cared about most was the gruesome and hideous corpses.

Among the corpses scattered across the entire island, only Zhao Zhuikong's remains were missing.

He did it.

Why did he do this?
Zhao Yingkong had no idea; all she knew was that she was overwhelmed with grief at that time.

She left the island and found the family headquarters.

However, they discovered that the elders had also been slaughtered by Zhao Zhuikong, leaving the entire Eastern Assassin Clan as nothing more than an empty shell.

And in every killing field, Zhao Zhuikong's presence was indispensable...

After that, Zhao Yingkong went on a frenzied search for Zhao Zhuikong's whereabouts all over the world.

It was for revenge, and also to get an answer.

But she failed; she searched everywhere, but found nothing.

The girl was driven mad by her helplessness, and feelings of despair began to grow within her.

In the endless vortex of self-destruction, he received an invitation from the Supreme God.

Does the recollection of memories end here...?

"The days that followed were very happy... On the contrary, after coming to such a place, I gained self-awareness as a human being."

Zhao Yingkong asked the void calmly, knowing that the real Zhao Yingkong would give her an answer.

"With the help of my teacher and teammates, I killed Zhao Zhuikong... and thus completed the 'closed loop' of this whole thing."

"I have no interest in borrowed memories or a borrowed life. I have my own happiness."

"Now, I'll only ask one question..."

Who am I, really?

(End of this chapter)