"Did it really change course??"
Yu Hong walked to the window, staring in shock at the scenery outside.
Within the colorful lines, those gray faces indeed no longer rushed in the previous direction, but instead turned, diving straight into another vortex, and soon their numbers dwindled until they disappeared.
Watching this scene, the fatigue on Yu Hong seemed to gradually dissipate.
"It seems like, perhaps, I can really change something...."
"Should we record this?" Fisina suddenly said, "All the way here, I noticed you don't seem to keep any log of your experiences."
"What's the use of a log?" Ku Chan asked.
"I don't know, maybe to combat forgetting, it always serves as a memento." Fisina shook her head.
"Then record it, you'll be in charge of it." Yu Hong glanced at her.
"...." Fisina was speechless.
Leaving the world of that neurotic bald Superpower User, Black Black Spirit slowly began to accelerate in the Wind Disaster.
