"Wah! Wah! Wah! "
The sound of a baby crying could be heard. In the hospital's delivery room, a newborn baby was born. The electronic clock on the wall showed that it was 1: 35. It was one in the morning.
However, it was only a short clip that lasted for a few seconds. The clip floated past Wei Huo and floated away.
Then, there was a one-year-old child. Surrounded by many adults, the child began his one-year-old grasping week. The child picked around and finally grabbed a pen. However, his hand was not strong enough, so he did not pick up the heavy pen.
This was also a short segment that brushed past Wei Huo's shoulders.
Gulp! Gulp! The sound of bubbles rising in the water could be heard beside Wei Huo. He was surrounded by an endless sea of memories.
When the child was two years old, he could barely stand. When he was three years old, he could speak. When he was four years old, he could write '12345'. When he was five years old, he could already recognize the word 'morning'.
The six-year-old child graduated from kindergarten and entered primary school without realizing it. Just like ordinary children, he was neither outstanding nor stupid. His grades were neither high nor low. He was an ordinary person, the most common ordinary person in the world.
When he was in the second grade, the child began to learn 50-word essays. However, it was the first time he felt the pain that words brought him. The things in his mind could not be expressed with words. There were many things in his mind, but they could not be expressed with words, words, or any other method.
Unimaginable pain.
When he was in the third grade, he had the first clear dream in his life. It was a giant snake that kept devouring colorful balls.
Why did the child remember this dream? Was it because he had played the game 'Snake' yesterday? Or was it because his brain was growing and his memory was improving?
When he was in the fourth grade of primary school, his first frightening nightmare appeared. A ghost dressed in black floated in the air, a road that never ended, and a pair of legs that couldn't move no matter how hard he tried.
Fragments floated past Wei Huo's body, reminding him of his past self. At the same time, he started to understand the secrets of the soul.
Wei Huo continued observing the sea of memories. There were countless memory fragments in it. There was only one owner in the memories, but Wei Huo could not see his face, as this was a memory fragment recorded from a first-person perspective. Wei Huo nodded.
When he was in his first year of junior high, he wanted to write something with a pen for the first time, but his first attempt ended in failure. His imagination could not be used by him, and it could not be converted into words that he had learned.
In his second year of junior high, he could finally express a part of his imagination with a few words, but he still failed. This time, it was because of external factors. The teacher said, "A student's job is to take exams, not to write meaningless words on a piece of paper."
Wei Huo frowned. He was sure that there was a deviation in his memory. Memory could be biased. It was usually subjective, and memory could not completely represent reality.
Time passed quickly, and memory fragments floated around in the sea of memories. Wei Huo slowly floated up until he was above the surface of the sea. Then, he saw an iceberg floating out of the sea. It was an iceberg that was floating out of the sea.
Many people were frozen in the iceberg. Wei Huo was familiar with some of them, such as Lu Qiqi, Chen Xuanyue, the Snake God, and even the panda and the tiger.
However, there were also demons with wings on their backs, Sword Immortals with immortal swords, gigantic mechas, soldiers with guns, aliens who looked like matchsticks, and even dragons from the West and divine dragons from the East.
Wei Huo looked at the iceberg and suddenly felt that it was very familiar. It seemed like he had seen the same scene in Kunlun Mountain. Back then, his appearance had been born from his heart, and the things in his heart had been materialized.
However, this was probably the real spiritual world, but it was not his own spiritual world.
Wei Huo named the iceberg common memories. Common memories were not forgotten because they were often used. For example, individual information such as Pythagoras 3, 3, 4, and 5 were also frozen in the iceberg.
At the top of the iceberg, Wei Huo saw a ray of light. It was something that humans could never forget in their entire lives — 'light'!
This ray of light illuminated the world, illuminating the entire sea of memories. It was warm, it was gentle, it was the source of everything.
It was a ray of spiritual light.
Wei Huo suddenly understood that even light was an inspiration. The light he had seen in the Void Realm, which was also his imagination, had probably come from here. Wei Huo left the iceberg.
Wei Huo left the iceberg. There were many icebergs nearby. Each iceberg had different things frozen in it, but most of them were related. For example, grapes, glucose, sugar, and deoxyribonucleotides would be frozen together. Although Wei Huo was very different from the relationships between these objects, it seemed like that was how human memories worked. Wei Huo left the iceberg and saw many icebergs nearby.
You are connected to me, and I am connected to you. This is human memory.
Wei Huo started flying into the sky. He had already explored the sea of memories. It was time to continue moving up and leave this place.
Wei Huo flew into the sky and kept flying. There were no clouds in this world, nor were there any sun, moon, or stars. As he kept flying, his surroundings started darkening. However, gradually, a tunnel emitting a faint light appeared in front of Wei Huo.
Wei Huo kept moving forward along the tunnel. The further he went, the brighter the tunnel became. However, the further he went, the redder the tunnel became, as if blood had seeped into it.
Wei Huo suddenly had a bad feeling.
Would the end of the story really make the world pause? Could this be because of other reasons?
Wei Huo suddenly realized that something was wrong. He remembered that Xiao Cheng had said that he would join whichever faction had a higher success rate when the story was about to end. Why was he still at the end of the River of Time? Wei Huo did not understand what was going on.
Shouldn't he have joined a faction before the end of the story? Why was he stopped at the end of the River of Time?
Xiao Cheng should have been monitoring the River of Time and waiting for the Mythical creatures to discover the river. He would then tell them the truth and let them choose a faction. That had always been his job. However, before the story ended, he would definitely not stay in the River of Time. Instead, he would choose to join a faction.
These factions would definitely do what they thought was right before the story ended. However, based on Wei Huo's observations, the world had not changed at all. It was as if it had stopped before they could do anything.
Wei Huo suddenly realized that the situation was not what he had imagined.
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