Oh no! I'm surrounded by female ghosts!

Human beings' intangible memories form a boundless ocean.

It is called the Sea of ​​Memory, and it exists in the deep dimension where the consciousness of all living beings intertwines.

This sea of ​​memories is completely invisible to the average person.

Ordinary people are completely unaware of this sea of ​​memories.

Only by descending here in a special way can one clearly see its full appearance.

At this moment, Wen Qi, Shen Wanyu, and Xu Qinghe are here.

Wen Qi has a low-level blind spot, and her method of arriving here is the most direct.

After all, this is one of the blind spots for living beings.

Shen Wanyu has flesh and blood proliferation, which allows her to freely change and reshape the structure of her body, making it easy for her to enter this place.

Xu Qinghe is the most special; she can detach from her physical body and wander the world with an invisible consciousness to reach this sea of ​​memories.

They all descended upon this forbidden sea area.

It is no exaggeration to say that if they wanted to, they could shake up the very foundations of human memory and easily destroy the entire human world.

The survival of humanity is far too fragile in their eyes.

Humanity's true strength lies in the layers upon layers of invisible traces that stretch endlessly.

Those traces were so difficult for even those high above them to erase completely.

The rules of the universe remain unchanged.

These traces of variables are enough to disrupt the underlying operating logic of the entire universe.

This sea of ​​memories stretches as far as the eye can see, boundless and seemingly endless.

Its surface is not ordinary seawater, but a void seawater formed by the interwoven memories of countless living beings.

The water surface shimmered with a hazy, fragmented light, rising and falling slowly in layers.

Countless bubbles float in the seawater.

These are the memory bubbles of all living beings.

Each bubble holds a piece of the past.

There was a fleeting thought of a passerby.

There are unforgettable moments that leave a deep impression on ordinary people.

It contains the joys and sorrows of family separation and the parting of close friends.

This place holds all the joys and sorrows, loves and hates of humankind.

The entire deep sea is formed by the intertwining and fusion of billions of memories.

Occasionally, a strong obsession can unleash a tidal wave, bringing back a flood of memories.

But most of the time, the entire sea is deathly silent, with only the faint light of the water slowly surging and making a soft ripple sound.

Scattered across the sea are isolated islands.

It is an island of obsession formed by the accumulated obsessions of countless living beings over the years.

Within each island lies a past that refuses to fade away.

Arriving at the Sea of ​​Memories.

One can clearly sense the invisible, long wind of consciousness.

The wind carries with it all the emotions of all living beings.

There is joy and elation, there is deep regret, there is boundless despair, and there is endless longing.

They hit you like a blast, so intense that they could make anyone lose their way in the wind.

At this moment, Wen Qi and the others were standing on an isolated island of obsession.

Their gazes pierced through the endless void of the sea and the bubbles of memory, landing on the deepest part of the ocean floor.

There is the outline of a city there.

It's like a bamboo shoot after spring, growing slowly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

A moment later, they looked away.

Wen Qi remained calm and slowly said, "Come with me."

Reaching that city is not as simple as deep diving.

Because this is not the sea in the conventional sense, but an endless dimension of memory.

To enter that city, one must pass through countless memory bubbles.

It's like going down a staircase.

At the deepest level is the location of that city.

The memory bubbles are disordered; they are all intertwined, forming a maze that seems to have no end.

Therefore, the only way to reach the deepest point is through Wen Qi's low-level blind spots.

next moment.

Shen Wanyu and Xu Qinghe followed Wen Qi and jumped into the sea of ​​memories.

There was no splashing of seawater.

It also lacked the feel of cool seawater.

Instead, it felt like the world was spinning around.

Countless memories were being pulled in their minds, even making them feel dazed.

When the light returned, they found themselves in an unfamiliar memory.

The bubbles on the seabed do not belong to any one person, but are a collective memory.

Human beings appear to be countless individuals, each with their own life and thoughts.

However, if we trace the origins of consciousness, their roots are actually a whole.

Wen Qi turned around and earnestly gave them some instructions.

"You must stay close to me here."

"Don't talk to anyone, and don't let anyone notice you."

"Any trace we leave here will appear in their memories."

"The more traces left behind, the more intense the memory fluctuations they trigger."

"Although it's not as terrible as the butterfly effect."

"But if the memories of all mankind are disturbed, the sea of ​​memories will also be turbulent, which may very well cause us to lose our way completely."

Wen Qi's expression was very serious.

Her words were by no means alarmist.

If you get lost here.

Even with her limited blind spots, she could still be trapped here.

Then it became a peculiar existence that lives on in the memory of all mankind.

At this moment, Wen Qi pushed the low-level blind spot to its limit.

The consequences of this knowledge are terrible.

It will endlessly alter a person's self-perception.

Fortunately, Wen Qi was prepared.

She created a large number of personalities in her own mental world.

The consequences of her low-level blind spots are borne by these personalities, and coupled with the constraints of forced favorability, she is able to use them so recklessly.

As we delve deeper, the size of the memory bubbles grows larger and larger.

Finding the next memory bubble is becoming increasingly difficult.

Meanwhile, the memories inside the bubble become increasingly realistic.

It was so realistic that even Shen Wanyu and Xu Qinghe had some difficulty distinguishing it from reality.

Fortunately, they were very cautious and did not leave too many traces in the sea of ​​memories.

Although they appeared in many people's memories.

But it was just a fleeting, blurry figure, at most causing a barely perceptible ripple in the sea of ​​memories.

As you step into the next bubble of memory.

They suddenly stopped in their tracks.

Because they saw Su Ming.

This bubble contains the date of Su Ming's seventeenth birthday.

Warm yellow lights filled the room as family and friends gathered around the cake, singing "Happy Birthday" to Su Ming.

With a smile, Su Ming closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, faced the cake, and earnestly made his wish.

This period of Su Ming was one that Wen Qi, Shen Wanyu, and Xu Qinghe had never seen before.

He had just turned seventeen.

His smile was pure and warm, and his eyes were clear and bright.

They hadn't seen Su Ming so relaxed in a long time.

In their memories.

It's unclear when it started, but even when Su Ming is smiling, there's a hint of weariness hidden deep in his eyes.

But that is what defines him as a human being.

People get tired, weary, break down, get angry, and get trapped by worldly shackles.

This is the price of being born human.

Shen Wanyu gazed at Su Ming from afar, her eyes filled with heartache.

Even Xu Qinghe showed a genuine smile.

Because at this moment, Su Ming's thoughts were very pure.

He said he was very happy and content.

Wen Qi also stopped and quietly watched the scene.

In that instant, they made a joint decision.

They wanted to stay with seventeen-year-old Su Ming and celebrate his birthday.

Because this was his last birthday.

He didn't have an eighteenth birthday.

It's as if the world doesn't have a 2027.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the three of them vanished with the wind.

Among the crowd singing "Happy Birthday" to Su Ming, three more people quietly appeared.

Their presence did not disrupt the birthday celebration.

After Su Ming made his wish, three gentle yet solemn voices mingled with the blessings of the crowd: "Su Ming, happy seventeenth birthday."

at the same time.

Su Ming, who was searching for the living area in the back room, suddenly stopped and stood there in a daze.

Why did he suddenly remember his seventeenth birthday?