Ji Minghuan gazed at Restricted Level 1001 from a distance.
The entire memory corridor was collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Tiles on the ceiling opened up with cracks, shattering down piece by piece. The memory curtains on either side of the corridor split open with a "crack," like shards of glass cascading down like rain into the hallway's interior.
The fragments accumulated deeper and deeper, eventually almost submerging Ji Minghuan and Restricted Level 1001's pant legs.
In the very last moment, just as the entire memory corridor collapsed with a roar, Ji Minghuan looked up and suddenly witnessed an astonishing scene.
He saw Restricted Level 1001's spirit form transform into a phosphorescent glow, weaving through the shattered memories, diving into his forehead like a falcon, and merging into his body.
It was as if someone had fired a shot at his forehead; his eyelids fluttered slightly, and he immediately fainted.
