Half a day later.
Shen Ye barely opened his eyes.
"How are you feeling now?"
Xiao Mengyu asked with concern.
"...What happened?" Shen Ye asked.
"You lost your memory!" Xiao Mengyu exclaimed in surprise.
Shen Ye couldn't help but reach up and touch his head, only feeling a splitting headache, his stomach churning, his throat dry-heaving but unable to bring anything up.
——It felt like waking up the day after a hangover.
"I remember... damn it..."
Shen Ye propped himself up on the ground with both hands, panting heavily.
Xiao Mengyu said seriously, "Your body is severely overexerted, you almost died. If you fight again in the future, don't push yourself so hard."
Shen Ye was silent for a few moments, looking into the void.
Lines of small glowing words still hovered there, unmoving:
"You released the Power of the Entry of the Future Professional four times in an extremely short period."
"You have overdrawn all your strength."
