Chapter 1, Fragments of Memory

The thought that the metal-handled broom had been twisted while his own small frame remained intact sent a shiver down his spine

What on earth is happening to me... Half-sitting on the bed, I looked at myself, completely wrapped in bandages. My head felt stiff, as if encased in thick plaster. This left Yang Xiaoyou speechless, wondering what kind of horrific events had transpired to leave her in such a state.

Since heaven has granted me this memory, there are certain things that I must change... After lying in bed in a daze for half a day, Yang Xiaoyou made a decision in her heart

The incessantly flashing red alarm and the mechanical countdown of the self-destruct program seem to validate something

"We were wrong, all of us were wrong. Hey, it wasn't until now that I realized it. I actually wanted to meet the person behind this, but unfortunately, there’s no chance left..." In a luxurious room that resembled a next-generation office, a middle-aged man with disheveled blond hair and a dejected expression said this with a hint of self-mockery while sitting behind a metallic-colored desk.

"Then, can you tell me what our destination for this study trip is? Is it the United Kingdom? The United States? Or perhaps Japan?" At this moment, Yang Xiaoyou's voice sounded somewhat tense and trembling

I am merely an introverted homebody; if I must mention a specialty, perhaps creating models and figurines related to anime could barely qualify as one

Seeing several connecting wires from the medical monitoring equipment attached to her body, Yang Xiaoyou roughly understood where she was now

"We are all doomed to die; at this moment, there is no need for me to deceive you. I know you came with the intent to perish alongside me, but this self-destruct system was not activated by me," said the middle-aged, blond-haired white man with a hint of bitterness.

That smile seemed to illuminate the entire room, causing Yang Xiaoyou, who had turned back, to momentarily lose her focus.

Seeing Yang Xiaoyou shaking her head helplessly across the way, Liang Wuxuan's eyes also flashed with a hint of unusual color. She discreetly glanced at the heart rate monitor's image beside her, interrupting his memories as she spoke.

Although I was extremely fortunate to have performed beyond my abilities and gained admission to this school, the goddess-like figure before me seems to exist in a completely different dimension, with almost no intersection in our daily lives.

I am not very clear about the specific situation either. I heard from your doorman that it seems you were found under the stairs. If there were no accidents, you might have accidentally rolled down the stairs. Do you not remember the specific circumstances at that time?

Indeed, the incident ultimately occurred at school. Although you were not significantly harmed, it is best to avoid any unnecessary trouble, as the media today is exceptionally adept at sensationalizing matters. Liang Wuxuan gently nodded in agreement with this statement, casually adjusting the hair on her shoulder, which gave her a slightly playful demeanor

Yang Xiaoyou, feeling indifferent, or perhaps wanting to shake off her current feelings, first addressed the student council president, Liang Wuxuan, saying, "President, are you here representing the school because you are worried that I might go out and say something inappropriate?"

In this situation, the face-to-face contact was Yang Xiaoyou's first experience in history, or rather, apart from his childhood sweetheart, he had rarely had one-on-one interactions with the opposite sex.

It is quite normal to guess things like medical expenses and nutrition fees, but the quota for the study trip was something I specifically requested in order to be able to monitor and observe closely for a period of time, perhaps it was just a stroke of luck

Moreover, while applying plaster in other areas is normal, doing so on the head gives off a somewhat mischievous and comical impression

"School? Oh, right, why have I ended up like this..." Yang Xiaoyou asked, slightly puzzled, after she managed to refocus her attention.

Although she said "I apologize for the interruption"—a phrase that carries a slight sense of apology and inquiry—her voice was quite pleasant. However, the tone conveyed an implication that rejection was not an option. It seemed that this implication was inherently associated with her presence.

"Oh? Has someone mentioned this to you before? Well... indeed, to compensate you, this time a spot has been allocated for you in the summer study trip. You should be aware of the difficulty in obtaining such a spot; this is a rare opportunity for you." At this moment, a hint of surprise appeared on Liang Wuxuan's face.

I am just a slightly more skilled homebody, oh heavens, please don't play with me like this. After exhaling forcefully, he collapsed straight onto the bed

After a pause, he spoke again with a complex expression, saying, "Your parents were not killed by my orders either. It serves no purpose for me to simply provoke you as you grow up. As the king of individual combat, within ten steps, life and death are in your control, haha... At this point in your development, my greatest expectation is merely to collaborate with you on research. However..."

Classmate Yang Xiaoyou, I am here representing the school this time. After a brief flicker of something strange in her eyes, Liang Wuxuan spoke in a gentle tone, smiling, and did not mock the other party for appearing somewhat ridiculous with the plaster cast on their head

... ...

Of course, this magnificent offshore pearl, built at a tremendous cost, should not be missed. However, do not focus solely on leisure, as this is a rare opportunity for you. Well, I will not disturb your rest any longer. After casually waving her hand, Liang Wuxuan took her leave, and as she departed, she felt considerably more relaxed.

No matter how impressive the self in my memories may be, or how strong my mental resilience is, the current me is ultimately just an ordinary otaku who can make some figurines and models. Since I want to take control of my own destiny, the road ahead is still very long

With a soft sound, the door to the hospital room opened just as Yang Xiaoyou had recently awakened, her head still feeling quite heavy and slightly dazed. Then, a graceful figure walked straight in.

The doctor said that if you cannot remember, do not force it, as it may lead to negative effects. The broom that fell with you at that time was completely twisted, and it must have struck your head during the fall, indicating the great force involved

Moreover, she is the most popular girl in the school, and her status is extraordinary, as she is the granddaughter of the chairman of the academy

In the hearts of many students, she is the perfect goddess, someone to admire from afar but never to approach

Before he could think it through, his hand touched his head and felt a rigid sensation, as if something was wrapped around it. Opening his eyes to see the stark white ceiling, he detected a faint smell of disinfectant in the air, suggesting the purpose of this place

It should be déjà vu, my head feels muddled. Yang Xiaoyou thought to himself with a hint of self-mockery. This phenomenon of déjà vu occurs in varying degrees for everyone. He recalled that after experiencing this feeling for the first time, he had specifically looked up information about it, realizing it was merely a product of the interaction between perception and memory.

The newcomer is dressed in the summer uniform of Yuying Middle School, with a black-and-white shirt that perfectly showcases her curvaceous figure, accentuated by the bow tie at the collar and the cinched waist. The black short skirt reveals her long, beautiful legs, which easily provoke the imagination. The knee-high black stockings, along with the hint of snow-white skin visible between the skirt and the stockings, create a striking contrast that is exceptionally eye-catching

"President?" Looking at the figure approaching her, Yang Xiaoyou spoke somewhat awkwardly. Due to the plaster cast on her head, her voice sounded a bit muffled, giving off a somewhat foolish impression

No wonder I would have dreams of being blown to bits

If one must say there is a difference, it is merely that the feeling this time is too pronounced, hmm... Moreover, some subsequent memories have also emerged

Um, cough cough... Indeed, it is normal to have such results. " Yang Xiaoyou first coughed as if she had choked, then said somewhat to herself.

With a sudden start, Yang Xiaoyou sat up abruptly from the bed, gasping heavily. His entire body was drenched in cold sweat, and a severe headache soon overwhelmed him, causing him to collapse back down involuntarily

The Affiliated Hospital of Yuying Middle School, although not large in scale, boasts extremely advanced facilities. He still remembers that during the time he first enrolled, the school hospital had introduced a batch of new advanced equipment.

Until this moment, the expressionless Asian man finally showed a slight change in his complexion. However, before he could speak again, the countdown of the self-destruction system had already reached its end. The high temperature of over 10,000 degrees and the powerful shockwave of the explosion instantly turned everything in the underground base to dust. The personnel inside experienced no pain in their deaths, as they were all instantly reduced to ashes.

Hawaii, Kapa'a, Sunshine Power Company, Incident 617, Hey... With one hand supporting her head, Yang Xiaoyou's face turned completely pale at that moment

As she walked over, she spoke in a flat tone, saying, "I apologize for the interruption"

Before him stood an Asian man with a calm expression. This Asian man, dressed in a black special forces combat uniform with several noticeable tears, stood naturally in front of the desk, showing no concern for the silver pistol placed on the table. He merely looked at the other person with indifference and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Is this your last words?"

Hawaii, United States

So... will you go to Kappa City

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaoyou felt a chill run through her heart. Could it be that she had rolled from the sixth floor down to the first? What kind of misfortune had she brought upon herself? However, it was a relief that she was unharmed now

However, when thinking about the term 'perfect' in relation to the other party, Yang Xiaoyou felt inexplicably that something was a bit off, as if she had overlooked an important aspect.

He seemed to have had a very long dream, in which he appeared to relive his life from childhood to adulthood, but his experiences did not stop at high school; instead, they continued to develop further.

However, at this moment, Yang Xiaoyou, who was standing still, had no time to pay attention to the other person's beautiful background, nor to the hint of spring revealed by the slight lift of the skirt as she turned.

It was precisely because of the sudden emergence of such a feeling that the other party, who originally seemed like a goddess high above, suddenly appeared much closer in status, which slightly eased Yang Xiaoyou's tension

Once again, YY has gone too far, huh? Why add another 'again'? Pressing on her somewhat swollen head, Yang Xiaoyou felt a bit puzzled, as if she had forgotten something strange.

What left Yang Xiaoyou speechless was that due to an unexpected incident before the upcoming summer vacation, he had embarked on a path he had never even considered. The undisputed king of single combat globally, a humanoid Gundam, had placed the lives and deaths of anyone who entered his ten-step range firmly in his hands. This extremely absurd scenario made Yang Xiaoyou shake his head involuntarily

However, the current scene, the ongoing conversation, and this series of events are all due to the fleeting fragments of memory that flashed by just moments ago, causing him to experience an intense sense of déjà vu

Then she looked up at Liang Wuxuan, who appeared somewhat tentative, and said, "So, is the school planning to provide me with some compensation? For instance, covering all medical and nutritional expenses, as well as a spot for this term's study trip..."

Yang Xiaoyou, once again attempting to recall the situation at that time, felt an increasing throbbing pain in his head due to the overwhelming fragments of memories that seemed somewhat excessive in that dream. He truly had no recollection of why he had become what he was now

Just now, the fragments of memory from his 'dream' completely aligned with reality, and at that moment he also understood how tragic and arduous his future path would be

In a state of contemplation, Liang Wuxuan was unable to notice the somewhat chilling expression of Yang Xiaoyou, which was hidden beneath the plaster cast on her head