Collapse Iron Live Broadcast Connects All Worlds, Scares Wuzhan Away at the Beginning Chapter 206

「The anomaly in the hall was a display screen from the Herta Space Station. After March 7th touched it, the surrounding space rapidly collapsed. When her vision returned, she heard Dan Heng’s voice beside her.」

「“March, wake up, we need to hurry.”」

「March 7th was wondering why Fu Xuan wasn’t speaking, but Dan Heng was urging her to hurry up and follow him.」

「March suddenly realized that this was the scene before she met Star. But strangely, after passing through the door in front of her, Dan Heng, who was running, suddenly disappeared. In the hall were only Arlan, Asta, Herta… and Star, who was standing in the distance, coldly watching her.」

「“March 7th, even if you look back, you can only find a chaotic and ever-changing past.” Arlan said calmly, “You are the only survivor of the Brilliant Diamond World, Adlivun, the last princess. That star was burned into an obsidian hell the moment Nanook ascended.”」

「“Your parents, filled with despair, sent you, swaddled, into the icy ship, and with hope watched you disappear into the vast, stormy sea of stars.”」

「“You were picked up and raised by nobodies. You are the only savior, the promise of rebirth.”」

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DC Universe.

“March 7th’s experience…”

In the Planet Daily newsroom, Clark Kent looked up from a mountain of interview notes.

When he heard Arlan’s story, he felt a strange sensation crawl up his spine, like a long centipede, waving countless tiny legs. Was Arlan’s story true? Was March 7th’s experience really similar to his own?

“Kent! That special on the Aeon of Abundance was good.” Editor-in-chief Perry White poked his head out of his office, with an unlit cigar in his mouth. “But remember to double-check the translation of the Pharmacopeia Commission’s ‘Thousand-Handed Merciful Healer, Savior of the World’ next time… Uh, Kent, what’s wrong?”

White looked strangely at the somewhat clumsy big boy. He squinted, his mouth slightly open, his eyes glued to Arlan and March 7th in the light screen, motionless… as if he had seen something completely incomprehensible.

“What’s wrong? Do you find Arlan’s story strange, or his dissuasion of March 7th from seeking her memories strange?”

Lois threw a mint from the next cubicle, landing it precisely in front of Clark’s keyboard. “If you find anything strange, you might as well write it down first. After all, these guys in the light screen are figures that even the heads of state around the world are struggling with now.”

Clark felt a little dizzy and had to take off his black-rimmed glasses and rub his eyes vigorously. At this moment, his heart was pounding in his chest, and the sound of blood rushing through his ears almost drowned out everything outside.

…There it was again, that feeling of being watched.

“Could it be because of the Aeon of Remembrance?” Clark’s thoughts began to wander.

He remembered the introduction to the Aeon of Remembrance, Fuli, who possessed all the memories in the universe. Then… He should also possess his own memories and know everything about his Kryptonian experience.

In any case, Little March’s experience was too similar to his. If it was just a simple coincidence, that would be fine, but what if it wasn’t a coincidence…

“Clark, you look really bad, should I send you to the hospital?” Lois noticed his abnormality.

“I… I’m fine.” He answered, but his eyes could not move away from Arlan. “It’s just… this story… I’m too familiar with it.”

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「March 7th was embarrassed to have revealed all the scenes she had imagined, feeling like she had suffered a public social death.」

「And Asta was even more outrageous. In her version, March 7th was a Sea Ranger who had not only resisted the Swarm’s war but also saved worlds swallowed by black holes and even shattered the schemes of Dr. Primitive.」

「In Herta’s version, March 7th had transformed into an Aeon. Each story was so mysterious and unbelievable… that Fu Xuan had never heard of them before.」

「But when it came to Star, Star’s tone was serious and cold.」

「“Little March, don’t continue to recall. What’s the point of remembering those past events? The moment the Nameless boarded the train, it meant rebirth. The road beneath our feet is a road of no return.”」

「“Go explore, go pioneer, don’t tarnish the honor of the Nameless by looking back.”」

「“Huh?” March 7th was stabbed in the heart by these inexplicably accusatory words of “tarnishing honor.” This was the first time she had been so angry. “Don’t say anymore! You’re not Star, not at all! She would never be so aggressive here, advising me to give up on things that are important to me!”」

「“I don’t care who you are, disappear right now, make way, and stop impersonating my friend!”」

「March 7th angrily cleared away the Star in front of her, and the passage behind her appeared, with a member of the Garden of Recollection standing inside.」

「“I am a Messenger of the Garden of Recollection. Miss March, please do not continue to look back on the past.” Like the others, she began to dissuade her, using almost the exact same rhetoric.」

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Teyvat.

Inside the Grand Narukami Shrine on Mt. Yougou, the night breeze gently caressed the falling cherry blossoms.

“Things have come to this point, and even I am starting to feel strange. What kind of memories are worth the Garden of Recollection being so secretive about?” Yume sees, Ms. Hina asked in confusion.

Ei held a cup of dango milk and replied calmly, “If they are just memories that only bring pain, then forgetting is not necessarily unkind.”

“Oh my, Ei, that doesn’t sound right at all~”

Yae Miko giggled, her fox eyes narrowed slightly. “Even forgetting one’s own past, isn’t that ‘kindness’ a little too cruel to Little March?”

She gently shook the amulet in her hand. “Memories are like this knot. Unraveling it may scatter it all over the place, but if you never dare to touch it for the rest of your life, it will always be a dead knot.”

“Little March wants to untie this dead knot, and just that momentum of standing up to the Garden of Recollection is pretty good in my opinion.”

“But there is also a possibility…” Ei’s eyes flickered as she looked at the glass-like, transparent face of the Garden of Recollection’s Messenger in the light screen. “Once March 7th regains her memories, the Garden of Recollection will no longer be able to protect her, right?”

“Protect?”

Miko laughed as if she had heard a joke, and leaned close to Ei’s ear, her breath like orchids. “Ei, would you think that the insect in amber is being protected by the resin?”

“…” Ei’s eyes trembled slightly.

“The current March 7th… is that little insect trapped in the resin. She doesn’t even have the freedom to seek her past, so what’s there to talk about protecting?”