"I don't know what's wrong with me. I was fine before, but for the past two days, I've just felt weak and sore. I can't concentrate, and I have no energy for anything. It's like... I've been completely hollowed out." Zhao Yingying leaned against the bed, telling Han Ning and the others what she had been through recently.
Han Ning continued to ask:
"Have you run into anything strange lately? For instance, have you had any contact with that Winged Demon Egg?"
"The Winged Demon Egg… Now that you mention it, I think I might have."
Zhao Yingying coughed lightly, a thoughtful look on her face.
But she just kept blinking, not a word leaving her lips for the longest time.
"What's wrong?" Han Ning noticed something was off.
"I… I forgot. It's strange. Some of my memories feel really fuzzy, and I suddenly can't recall them."
"I see."
Seeing the genuine confusion on Zhao Yingying's face, Han Ning nodded and turned to Teacher Zheng.
