He was trapped on an isolated island and seemed to have forgotten who he was! It was as if he had just woken up from a dream and was still in a daze.
The surface of the sea rose and fell, and waves hit the isolated island, soaking his feet.
However, the young man completely ignored all of this. His eyes were blank as he began to think and recall who he was.
Fragmented images quickly appeared in his mind, allowing him to identify them. However, because they were fragmented, he could not really gather them into useful information.
He closed his eyes. In these fragmented images, he saw giant dragons, mountains that were tens of thousands of feet tall, and many peerless and beautiful women.
This seemed to be an incomparably majestic world. They were dressed in simple Eastern clothes, and their faces were filled with confidence and indifference. Some stepped on the void as if they were walking on flat ground. Some rode on red-crowned cranes as if they were immortals.
However, he could not name any of these people.
This seemed to be his memory, but it also seemed to be another person's memory.
The young man was very distressed. He dug deeper. He wanted to see how many more images there were in his mind and which of these images were his. As he dug, the young man's expression did not look good.
He realized that there were really many things in this mind. There were too many images and too fragmented. He could not organize any useful information in a short time.
"I have to know who I am!"
The young man gritted his teeth and continued to drill into his mind.
Vaguely, he subconsciously felt that this was a very important matter.
Fortunately, this was an isolated island. There were basically no boats coming and going, so no one disturbed him at all. He was able to calm down and drill into the vast sea of mind to find himself.
That day quickly fell into night. The full moon rotated, and it was the second day.
The young man was still searching. He seemed to have no sense of time.
After a day and night of combing, he had a clearer understanding of the majestic world. He also saw many images and many people, but none of these people had his face.
Plus, the more he searched, the more eerie these images gave him. It was as if they were repelling him. The images and memories of this world were repelling him.
"These are not my memories!"
The more he combed through them, the more he felt that these memories were somewhat fake. It was as if he had seen them in a dream or a scene in a movie or novel. They did not have the color of the real world.
He continued to dig and search. On the evening of the second day, clouds of fire appeared on the horizon, and his body suddenly trembled.
"Seawater!"
In his memories, he saw a boundless ocean, waves crashing together, and hundreds of barges racing against each other. The vast ocean world rushed towards him, and just by looking at his memories, he seemed to be able to smell that familiar scent.
At this moment, the young man was on an isolated island surrounded by seawater. Naturally, he was more familiar with this familiar scene in his memory and felt more familiar with it.
Vaguely, he felt that he had found his memories.
Compared to before, this memory was more familiar to him.
After a night of sorting, he pieced together many broken images and sorted them in order.
The next morning, when the sun rose and birds chirped above the surface of the sea, the young man suddenly opened his eyes.
Buzz!
The moment he opened his eyes, there seemed to be an even brighter light flashing in front of him, forming a beautiful ray of light that shot into the seawater.
However, this light quickly disappeared, and the young man's gaze became calm again.
He suddenly stood up and looked at his body and the scene around him, and a trace of helplessness and joy appeared on his face.
"Looks like I, Lo Chen, am just as lucky as before!"
Indeed, he remembered his identity. He was Lo Chen.
The images and memories that he had seen before were all fragments of Chen Nan's memories. It was because they were not his that he felt that they were fake. This could be considered his luck. If these memories were a little more complete, he would have recognized these scenes as his own. Then, he would have awakened a Chen Nan from another world.
As for how he had arrived here, Lo Chen quickly understood.
Chen Nan walked on the ocean, and even he found it difficult to tell directions. He could only rely on his senses.
After a whole day of walking and the vast ocean, he was quite tired, and could only rest on this isolated island. During this rest, the System's power came into play, and forcibly sent Chen Nan's soul and the power that he had possessed out of this world.
However, because of the great difference between the two of them, Lo Chen's memories were completely messed up, and the power in his body was at its lowest point. At this moment, he was only slightly stronger than an ordinary person.
It could be said that the great difference between the two of them was Lo Chen's luck, but at the same time, it also caused him to be in the most dangerous period of his life.
Moreover.
"Are they trying to starve me to death?"
Looking at the boundless ocean, Lo Chen said helplessly.
The isolated island was only a few dozen square meters in circumference. Apart from a strange tree and a few piles of strange rocks, there was nothing else.
What was even more amazing was that there was not a single fish swimming by the shore in front of him. This also cut off the idea of relying on fish to survive.
"Can I only rely on luck?"
Hearing the crashing of the waves, Luo Chen felt even more despair as he thought about how he had used up almost all of the luck in his lower body to come back to life.
However, this was the only way. With his weak body, he could not enter the ocean to search for a chance of survival.
Chen Nan attached to his body, propping it up until it was incomparably full and powerful. However, after this fullness, he was greeted with an unimaginable depression. It was as if a balloon full of air had burst, and all the air inside had escaped, leaving him empty to only his bones and skin.
Helpless, Lo Chen could only sit cross-legged on the ground, and began to observe the situation in his body.
As long as this empty body was activated again, he could still obtain a chance of survival.
At the same time that Lo Chen woke up, in another corner of the ocean.
"Lord … Lord Kaido!"
Yerunga took a few steps back and finally fell on his butt. He stared in horror at the slowly moving, mountain-like colossus that was sitting cross-legged in front of him.
The crisscrossing red and black scabs were like ferocious snakes, and it was a ghastly sight.
What was even more frightening was the violent aura that rushed out from Kaido's body when he sat cross-legged.
It was like a mountain, like thunder, like the howling of millions of beasts, making people tremble in fear.
"Oh, did you save me?"
Kaido opened his mouth, and his low voice was like the roar of a wild beast.
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