When she wakes up again, she is already in time prison.

This is a small, boxy gray single room. The space is very small. The length and width are only an arm's length apart. You can't stand up, so you can only huddle in the corner.

In front of him is an electronic screen, scrolling with bullet screens from all the reporters.

[What the heck, Jing Yu has to carry such a dangerous underground palace on his back! Report it!]

[The acting was too fake. The previous player died, and I didn’t see how sad this person was. His eyes were bleeding! Disgusting!]

[When did you hide the blood pack? Who would scare you if you painted your face!]

[How can God Yu help this White Lotus? I’ve seen her unhappy for a long time!!]

……

Yun Tuan looked at it for a while, but didn't react much. She was in a bad mood before she came in, and it couldn't get worse.

Sooner or later these people will pay the price for their abuse reports.

She remained silent and wiped the blood on her face.

The words on the screen gradually turned from gentle at the beginning into curses, and the degree continued to deepen, and the words were very fierce.

This is the most vicious curse in the world.

Yun Tuan looked at the countdown in the upper right corner of the screen, there were still seventeen days left.

I feel that the time prison is not a big deal, and it is completely incomparable to the housing management review.

I just couldn't sleep and just watched others curse me.

The clouds were silent, and there seemed to be a lot of fragmented memories in her head. They were still increasing in spurts, and some of them should not be hers.

But...

Why do other people’s memories come to her mind?!

Because her memories were numerous and chaotic, she could not accurately recall a certain experience. Instead, these things turned into a kind of substantial "support", which was so strong that it almost overflowed her brain.

Cloud covered his head, and one or two low hoarse yells escaped from his teeth.

If this continues, she will definitely die.

She may be the first person in the world to die because of recovering her memory.

Bang!

A big hole was punched out of the screen of Time Prison.

Xiao Xi flapped her wings eagerly and flew over.

[Anchor! Anchor, are you okay? The system has detected that your state is extremely abnormal!]

"Not good."

Yun Tuan gritted his back molars, made a fist with his right hand, and kept beating the ground, trying to divert the pain.

[Anchor, I will declare an emergency exception right now!]

Yun Tuan was sweating coldly and was speechless.

A red light suddenly lit up all around, and the next second, the entire electronic screen disappeared.

A female voice sounded——

"Your brain can't handle multiple cycles of memories."

"You now have two choices. The first option is to damage your brain due to excessive memory, lose your sense of autonomy and become a schizophrenic or mentally retarded patient. You may also die on the spot."

"The second item is to accept the transformation of the paradise and activate and expand the brain."

Yun Tuan opened his mouth and worked hard for a long time before asking in a hoarse voice: "What is the price of the second choice?"

The female voice paused and continued: "Your future survival depends on the energy of the paradise. If the paradise disappears, you will disappear too."

"Is this the trap you prepared for me?"

"You don't have to choose the second option."

Hearing this, Yun Tuan smiled bitterly, "I spent so much effort to get here, and my friends paid the price with their lives. Are you telling me that I can only become an accessory to the paradise, or die?"

No options at all!

"The second one."

"The selection is valid."

The time prison suddenly turned into an operating room.

The cloud was clamped by the mechanical arm, and her whole body was almost thrown onto the operating table. There was no anesthesia, but she felt no pain. The laser or something else was cutting around her head.

Bitingly cold.

My spine is trembling.

Yun Tuan gritted his teeth, but did not dare to struggle, for fear that his head would be cut off and lost.

"Can you give me an anesthetic?"

"You won't feel pain."

She closed her eyes, no longer imagining the miserable life in the future, and instead focused on what the system just said——

What is "multiple loop memory"?

The human brain can at least accept hundreds of years of memories without any hindrance. Is she hundreds or thousands of years old?
Chapter completed!