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Chapter 1108, Section 1103: A Tense Atmosphere (Seeking monthly votes for perfect attendance!)

Absolute silence enveloped the entire world in an instant, which made him notice the scene behind the astronauts: a pitch-black, tranquil starry sky, and almost no other living beings to be seen besides them.

After a long silence, a dull yet concerned voice rang out again, and Ma En realized that the voice was coming from inside his helmet.

"What's wrong?" The woman's voice became quite tense. "Marne."

She didn't deny the nickname, but seemed somewhat at a loss. He could even sense that she was quite nervous and worried, which made him unsure of how to broach the subject.

He had met Xiaoti a few times, and she shouldn't be so easily frightened.

Based on my previous experience, Xiaoti had an efficiency that was very similar to mine. As long as I simply explained the current situation, she would immediately put herself in my shoes and understand the situation.

He found it hard to believe that just a name could frighten Xiaoti like that.

Marx and Engels asked cautiously:
Are you Xiaoti?

"Of course, what exactly happened..."

The other person's voice became even more tense, and this change in atmosphere made Ma En feel quite strange, as if she could see some terrifying monster that Ma En could not perceive.

After saying this, she slightly raised her hand as if she wanted to do something, but then, as if realizing something, she suppressed the urge to reach out.

Sensing that something was wrong, Mar and Eng deliberately slowed down their speech:

"Here's the situation. If you were Xiaoti, you should be able to understand. Right now, I'm not actually really existing in front of you. You shouldn't find this hard to understand, right?"

"What do you mean?" she asked urgently. "Where are you now? Is something wrong...?"

Seeing this, Ma En was also a little unsure whether what he said was appropriate.

But he continued speaking along his original train of thought:

"Don't worry, if you understand what I just said, then we just need to reverse the situation slightly, because it's not that I'm not here..."

"It's because you're not here."

A brief silence.

In this atmosphere, Marne also became a little "nervous". He couldn't predict what the other party would say next, and whether it would arouse the other party's sensitive nerves.

But contrary to his worries, the woman was clearly relieved:
"So you mean it's not true?"

Mar and Eng nodded in their spacesuits:

"That's right. Let me explain it to you simply. This is actually my memory, but I have lost almost all of my memories. I am searching for my past memories."

"And the situation is actually much more complicated than that. You see, in your future, there was an event called the Fault Line. Simply put, a terrible enemy from the depths of the universe invaded us, and a fierce war broke out between us and it. Many people died in front of the Fault Line."

"At the same time, it seems that in order to deal with this enemy, we used the unmemorable ones to isolate the past world behind us. This moment should also be the starting point of my memories now."

"Anyway, a lot of things happened after that. I tried to find my memories and entered into memory fragments like these, but I never got the complete memories."

"Then, at some point I received guidance from the divine eye. According to her, the great enemy has not been eliminated, and I need to find a way to hide our world. To do this, I also had to have the Cherubim release the reality distortion power accumulated in Heaven ahead of time, so that they could create a new world in some imperfect way."

"Therefore, Heaven used the power of reality distortion to alter the entire world. This process also led to many things, such as my power being completely suppressed, and it seems that this also made my memories of the pre-fault period not so distant."

"For example, I learned that I seem to have a deceased ex-wife, and if I'm not mistaken, you might be my deceased wife. "But before you explain, I have to briefly say that I seem to be unable to hear her name or see her face now, and any attempt to do so will cause a bad reaction."

"So whether you are my deceased wife or not, let's not mention her name or appearance yet."

"This is the basic information you need to know. Do you understand?"

While he spoke, the other person remained eerily silent, never interrupting him. Marne couldn't tell if she was listening intently or simply intimidated by his words.

“I understand.” Surprisingly, her tone seemed completely calm, as if the panic from just now had never existed. “Then you can continue to call me Xiaoti.”

This performance also relieved Marx and Engels.

Fortunately, she didn't really panic, and her answer was closer to what he expected of Xiaoti.

"So you really are Xiaoti?"

“Otherwise?” Xiaoti replied, her tone much more relaxed.

Marx and Engels then asked somewhat cautiously:
"Then are you my deceased wife?"

She raised her hand and covered her face, somewhat speechless.
"Do you even think before you speak? Are you cursing me to die?"

Although Xiaoti's words carried a hint of reproach, they also broke the tense atmosphere, as if this was just a normal moment in her ordinary life, and that she was not merely an illusion existing in her memories.

As for her playful rebuke, Ma En was somewhat at a loss for words.

After all, she really did die.

Seeing this, she chuckled and patted Mar and Eng on the shoulder:

"Did I scare you? Don't be afraid, I was just joking. Okay, it seems you don't remember much about me, and you even said you can't recall my face or name..."

Marx and Engels nodded:

“That’s right. Every time I see your picture, I only see a halo around your face, and my consciousness can’t accurately recognize your appearance. I have a similar experience when I hear your name.”

Xiaoti also naturally fell into thought:

"So you haven't encountered similar situations elsewhere?"

Marx and Engels shook their heads:

"No, it only happens at this time."

“Hmm…” Xiaoti said seriously, “I shouldn’t have caused this situation unless I do something similar in the future, so it’s most likely caused by someone who can’t remember.”

"But I'm not quite sure why he did that..."

Maren then said:

"It's alright, that's not my primary problem. What I need now is your help. My mental power and the Bureau of Anomalies are being suppressed by the New World. Do you have any way to help me?"

"Oh?" Xiaoti said curiously, "Tell me about it?"