Global live stream of the containment of the aliens terrifies the alien fleet.

The Styx Galaxy.

Ruoning's ethereal projection swayed slightly, her eyes filled with confusion.

"The eeriness has descended upon Earth again... Wait, what... did I just say?"

Inside the operating room, a brand-new Void Engine had been implanted into Mr. Hua's body.

Fourth-generation energy surged through his body, and he threw his head back and laughed:

"Hahaha~~~ This is the power of the void? Awesome! Karl, you've got some skills! When I rule the universe, I'll reward you with half a planet to play with!"

The moment Master Hua's figure solidified, he suddenly looked down at his own body, then burst into maniacal laughter that tore through the air.

His eyes glanced at the sky out of the corner of his eye...

He stood frozen in place, his pupils unfocused, his face filled with bewilderment and surprise.

Not just him.

Even the Howling King, equipped with the Void Engine and having reached the peak of the third generation, and the Gravedigger who crawled out from under the scalpel, all looked up at the sky.

No one spoke.

There was only a blank stare. That expression was exactly like the one I had when I listened to the professor lecturing on advanced mathematics back in the day, my brain seemed to freeze.

"Mysterious 55?! Keter-level? Anime... Self-concealment? Wait... Where are my memories?! Something's wrong! Quick! Load all the data into the Big Clock! Backup! Backup immediately!! The Big Clock!!"

Death God Karl stared intently at the sky, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty.

His consciousness is declining.

What you were thinking about a second ago is erased the next second, leaving not even a trace.

This is not normal.

His memory shouldn't be shaken, but now... he almost got stuck on "who he is".

……

[Regarding the Mysterious 055: Everything is unknown. Personnel are free to enter the room where 055 is located to observe, record, sketch, photograph, and even record videos. Numerous related attempts are stored in the files.]

However, no data was successfully preserved. Text disappeared, images failed, and audio was missing.

Those who are aware of its existence will forget all information about 055 in a very short time.

[An artist was forcibly assigned to sketch 055, but witnesses, faced with blank drawing paper, claimed, "I don't know what it looks like."]

[Closed-circuit surveillance also failed to capture the footage. Viewers of the recording will experience mental exhaustion within minutes and completely lose awareness of the anomaly.]

The device itself cannot record... It's as if some force is forcibly erasing 055's existence from both the realm of reality and our perception. We have no way of explaining it.

What's even more puzzling is: why was 055 imprisoned here? And who sealed it away, and by what means?

……

Lines of text appeared on the sky.

No image provided.

Only text.

These words vanished faster than any previous eerie announcement, as if they had been rapidly erased by an invisible hand the moment they appeared.

"Mysterious 055? Nothing about it? Can't record anything? Even memories are being lost?!"

"Are you kidding me? Memories can be stolen? Can't I even control my own brain?"

"Bullshit! The canopy is definitely malfunctioning this time! Uh... wait, why is the canopy lit up? Is something weird happening again?"

"My head...it's so itchy, like bugs are gnawing at my brain, it's going to explode!"

……

Devil One... beeping.

"Damn it! Bitch! My memory is failing me!! Demon One! Activate the mental firewall!!"

Morgana finally noticed something was wrong.

She was horrified to discover that her memories were evaporating along with the disappearance of the celestial text.

Weird 55!

Unknown! Everything resets to zero!

A monster that can devour memories has appeared!

Her instinct was to upload the information to the database, but as soon as her finger touched the system...

My mind suddenly went blank.

What was she doing again?

Ato looked completely bewildered.

"Why...why was I looking at the sky just now? Weird? What weird thing? Is it happening again?"

Confused.

Inside the Juxia.

"Holy crap! Something truly bizarre has descended! 055!! This thing makes people forget...forget...what level was it again? I, Old Sun...can't remember!!!"

Sun Wukong's golden eyes flashed, and he suddenly clutched his head, his face contorted in pain.

He was acutely aware that his memory was slipping away, but he was powerless to stop it.

General Du Ao, Lian Feng, and others, being of a slightly lower level, were completely unaware of what had just happened.

"Monkey King? What's wrong? Your face has turned green!"

"Help! Something's wrong with Monkey King!"

"Strange? What's strange? What's Monkey King muttering about?"

"Quick! Get Monkey King to the hospital and treat him immediately!"

Chuangzi and Glenn's expressions changed drastically, and they let out a low growl at the staff.

Over the communication channel, Pan Zhen's voice was filled with suppressed anxiety: "Rena! Something's happened on Earth... Something's erasing memories! It's... it's some kind of weird... something... I... I can't remember!"

On the other end of the radio wave, Rena's pupils dilated, and her heart suddenly felt empty.

She clearly remembered what she had just seen, but the image was like sand slipping through her fingers, impossible to grasp.

……

"It's anti-meme contamination! Everyone listen up... all angels, return to Spaceblade VII immediately! Access the Sacred Knowledge Treasury and upload all memory data simultaneously! Do it now, join forces to fight this thing!"

For the first time, Angel Yan's face turned completely grim.

Because the news had already reached... He Xi and Queen Keisha issued warnings at the same time.

They are far from Earth and less affected by 055, barely retaining a trace of knowledge about it, and have entered fragmented information into the angel database.

Even so...

Even beings like the Holy Keisha and He Xi felt a chill run down their spines.

In the treasure trove of knowledge, all records about the eerie 055 on the sky are disappearing at an unbelievable speed.

Like water vapor evaporating, it happens silently and irreversibly.

An unprecedented fear crept up my spine.

The “fear of the void” that Karl once spoke of, though intangible, can still be resisted.

But the horror before our eyes... is truly deadly.

This is especially true for those who stand at the pinnacle of the universe.

This kind of "erasure" doesn't kill you, but rather makes you never exist.

Any attempt to recall or think about it will be automatically erased.

This isn't about ability; it's about a taboo countermeasure at the rule level!

……

The Styx Galaxy.

Death God Karl's eyes were bloodshot, black mist swirled around him, and a huge clock phantom appeared and disappeared behind him, spinning wildly as if wrestling with time itself.

He was resisting, using every means at his disposal.

But in the end... it was all in vain.

It's like trying to hold onto flowing water; the harder you try, the faster it flows away.

The moment a thought touches 055, the memory instantly collapses.

……

Containment Association Base.

Jiang Chen frowned, his face dark.

"My memory is starting to fade... I'm almost forgetting everything? This weird 055 is really strange."

But a cold smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

Just seconds ago, he had swallowed the X-type memory potion.

The mind cleared instantly, like a mirror reflecting the moon, revealing every detail.

The sky reappeared...

This time, the camera focused on a single site.

Site19!

A confined space, super alloy walls, and an unknown entity imprisoned within.

A passage of text appeared at the edge of the image, the handwriting cold and clear.

Jiang Chen's pupils suddenly contracted...

[Appendix: The Anisometabolism Department did indeed exist... Recorder: Agent Marness, Reconstructor of the Anisometabolism Department]

"Antome? Or 'reconstruct'?"

He was startled.

This department was not found in the system site map he inherited.

Not to mention rebuilding, not even a trace was left.

Anti-meme 55...

Its essence seems to be the active erasure of all cognition related to itself.

Whoever touches it, forgets it.

……

The sky screen changes.

The next appendix is ​​a video recording.

………………

The screen starts up.

[The Containment Association Archives - Video Records]

In an office, an elderly woman of European descent asked softly:

"Can I have a cigarette?"

Her name was Marion, and she spoke calmly with a smile.

The young female employee opposite shook her head: "No, smoking is completely prohibited at Site 200. You need to smoke in the designated smoking area."

Marion tilted her head slightly, her eyes flickering: "I...asked you that question before, didn't I?"

"Asking me twice in fifteen minutes, your smoking habit is really getting to you."

The young female receptionist frowned slightly, her tone revealing a hint of impatience.

She has never liked repetitive questions, and she's even less inclined to hide her emotions.

……

Looking up at the scene on the sky,

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

The atmosphere inside the command center of the Juxia was as heavy as iron.

"The Containment Society's video archives? The Anisometabolism Department? This name... it sounds like a department that has long been erased. But the question is... why is this footage only appearing now? What is it trying to show us?"

General Duao's brows were furrowed, and his voice was deep and thunderous.

"General... don't you think there's something wrong with that Ms. Marion?" Qi Lin raised her hand and tapped her temple, her eyes full of meaning. "She seems... not quite right in the head."

"We... seem to have overlooked something important," Rena murmured, her brow furrowing slightly. "Pan Zhen just sent a message saying that before the new anomaly descends upon Earth, there will be another anomaly... but I... can't remember exactly what it was."

"A new weird thing? Are you kidding me!" Glenn looked bewildered. "Why isn't the Sky Broadcasting any news?"

「不对。」杜蔷薇突然按住额头，指尖用力揉着太阳穴，脸色微白，「我记得对付完457炎魔后，回到指挥室是15:39。现在是18:42……中间有半小时……16:10到16:40……我完全想不起发生了什幺！脑袋像被挖空了一样！」

Upon hearing this, the entire command center fell silent.

Everyone's expression changed simultaneously.

Even General Du's gaze darkened.

Those thirty minutes...

16:10 to 16:40...

Everyone suffered from collective amnesia.

It's like time has been sliced ​​off with a single stroke, leaving no trace.

Not just one person, but everyone.

"General! I have a memory lapse!"

"Me too! That period of time feels like a blank!"

"I can sense... something must have happened during that half hour! And these texts and videos... aren't about 457 the Flame Demon at all! That incident was already dealt with by the Containment Council; it didn't cause any real-world shock!"

"The only explanation..." someone gritted their teeth and said, "These videos were recorded to document the truly bizarre events that occurred during those thirty minutes!"

Everyone present was a top commander and super soldier of the Dragon Kingdom, and they instantly pieced together the outline of the truth.

"hiss……"

The sounds of people gasping for air rose and fell.

Memory erasure?

Or is it a complete, silent, and widespread spiritual erasure?

What exactly happened during that time?

and many more……

That video clip just now... was it an inverse meme reconstruction?

Could it be that... the Containment Council also suffered heavy casualties when faced with such bizarre phenomena back then?

Thinking of this, Du Ao's face was so gloomy it looked like it could be wrung out.

Everyone's heart also plummeted into the abyss.

There is only one certainty:

Something eerie has happened.

But they didn't even know what that thing looked like.