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Chapter 1013, Chapter 1008: The World of the Returnees (Seeking monthly votes for perfect attendance!)

"Alright." Kania clapped her hands as if coaxing a child. "Now that the introductions are over, let's begin today's activities. Of course, you know what we need to do before the activities begin..."

Marx and Engels raised their hands and asked:

"I'm a little forgetful about what I'm supposed to do?"

Swish.

All eyes instantly fell on him, including the shadow that had been ignored by everyone. Moreover, there was a strange seriousness in everyone's eyes, as if conveying a kind of interrogation-like questioning.

“I have a memory problem,” Ma En quickly added, but he still didn’t understand their looks, because it should have been normal for them to ask such a question when they already knew he had a memory problem.

Hearing this explanation, their expressions relaxed slightly, but the atmosphere in the room was still much more tense than before. It was only then that Kania spoke:
"Of course we must pray. No matter what you have forgotten, you must not forget your duty, nor forget that it was the Returned One who gave us all things, understand?"

Ma En nodded quickly without saying a word.

Then Kania withdrew her gaze somewhat displeased and continued:

"Please close your eyes and begin to pray for the one who has returned; this is one of the few things we can do for Him."

After they finished speaking, the others closed their eyes, and Ma En followed suit. However, he noticed that Kania, who was leading the prayer, did not close her eyes.

Then, he heard a sound.

The voice did indeed come from where Kania was standing, but it was not a specific eulogy, nor did it sound like a voice she could make, nor was it any voice that Marne had ever heard before.

If I had to describe it, it was somewhat like the sound of a tongue rubbing against metal, but the tongue had many strange barbs and weeds, while some kind of atypical liquid substance flowed inside the metal.

But once Marne formed this image in his mind, the voice transformed into something even stranger and more complex. At the same time, images of burning candles, seagulls crying, and rotting corpses being dragged appeared in his mind.

These fragmented and bizarre scenes seemed to be intertwined in some way, like putty that had been forcibly molded, and they also emitted a kind of harmful stench, which had even reached the tip of his nose.

The sound itself spread outwards along with the stench, and he could even feel some kind of murmur approaching his ears. In the end, he almost felt someone touching his body, which made Ma En want to leave.

However, he suppressed his impulse. The stares of the crowd had made him realize that this prayer was probably not an ordinary matter, but rather an extremely serious and solemn act.

Similarly, this could very well be a derivative of the power of the returnees.

Marne felt as if almost half an hour had passed before the sounds began to fade away, and it was several minutes after they had disappeared that he heard Kania's voice.

"Alright, open your eyes," she said gently.

Ma En opened his eyes.

Everyone in the room wore a satisfied smile, even Ning Changkong. But after a few seconds, he slowly realized...

I had the same smile on my face.

Only then did he realize that what was happening in this world was not a minor adjustment, but a complete transformation by the Reality Twisters, and many changes he could not have imagined had already occurred.

Kania said with a hint of joy, "Very good, now we can begin today's activities. Considering your situation, Ma En, why don't you chat with Ning Changkong for a while and see if you can recall anything?"

"Jile, you and Cao Yan keep Yingzi company and let him familiarize himself with the usual procedures."

Upon hearing this, Ning Changkong's eerie smile vanished instantly, and he excitedly dragged Ma En to a corner of the activity room.

“That’s great.” She completely disregarded Maren’s feelings. “I was really worried these past two days that something had happened to you and you wouldn’t be able to accompany me on my alien search anymore. Thankfully, you seem to be fine.”

Ma En could vaguely sense that her "no problem" was probably not so simple. At least, the memory problem he mentioned was not a problem in Ning Changkong's eyes at this moment, but he was also a little unsure how to interpret her reaction.

On the surface, it seems she sees him as some kind of follower, someone who can simply help her.

But considering her nickname "God Eye" and the timing of the statement, it's hard for Maren not to feel that there's some deeper meaning hidden in it—for example, that he was glad he survived the prayer process.

And it is very likely that both of these are true, because judging from Ning Changkong's performance alone, she probably did not revert to the Divine Eye she remembered, and she probably did not really understand what she was saying.

After all, she must have suffered serious trauma after the rift, and Ma En was basically certain that Ning Changkong, who was between the rift and the new world, had indeed fallen into a state of memory problems.

Otherwise, many things wouldn't be the way they are now.

Therefore, she probably won't suddenly regain her memories now, and the Returned Ones and the Cherubim won't be idle enough to treat her brain—if they could.

However, it's not unreasonable for the divine eye to guide her to this future, and besides allowing them to meet again, she can probably unleash even more power in her madness.

Moreover, considering that she is a prophet, many of her current actions may have been planned in advance. Even if she doesn't know what she's saying now, she may have known in the past how to make herself say the right thing.

Although this is an exaggeration, she does claim to be the strongest prophet.

Therefore, Marne also intended to follow her instructions and ask, in accordance with her words:
"So we're going to find aliens?"

Ning Changkong nodded seriously:

"Yes, we must find aliens before it's too late."

Marx and Engels asked:

"Too late? What's too late?"

The girl raised her head and looked at Mar and Engels with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot:
"What else could it be? Of course, it's before the alien invasion! Haven't you seen the movies? Those aliens eventually invade our planet and use us as research material or slaves."

"You're not expecting any nice aliens, are you?"

Clearly, her words should not be taken literally, since her basis for the alien behavior was a movie that Maren had not seen. These words are more like a metaphor for a major enemy or other threat.

Marx and Engels asked:

Have you ever seen an alien?

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　　(End of this chapter)