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Lu Ze put down the controller; the 3D pinball victory effect on the screen was still flashing, but he had no time to pay attention to it.

A warm force surged from his chest, as if something was awakening within him, flowing along his blood vessels to his limbs and bones.

At the same time, a memory flooded his mind like a tidal wave.

But this time the perspective is different from the previous dreams.

He was no longer a participant, but an observer watching everything unfold before his eyes.

In the hall, a woman stood in the main seat, wearing a red dress, with her long hair flowing, and an imposing aura between her brows.

Her gaze was sharp as a knife, coldly fixed on the two people kneeling below.

If Black Tower were here, he would definitely recognize that this woman is Su Yinghong.

"Lu Yuan, are you sure you want to give up everything for this woman?" Su Yinghong's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a powerful sense of pressure.

The man kneeling on the ground raised his head and met Su Yinghong's gaze.

His face was resolute, and his eyes were filled with unwavering determination.

He answered without hesitation, "Yes, Master!"

Su Yinghong's gaze suddenly turned cold.

She remained silent for a moment, her voice filled with suppressed anger.

"Fine, fine. This is my good apprentice, this is the successor I've been grooming. How can you do this to me?" she rebuked sternly.

Lu Yuan didn't speak, but simply bent down and kowtowed heavily.

His forehead hit the ground with a dull thud.

He didn't stop, kowtowing one after another until blood seeped from his forehead, leaving dark marks on the ground.

The woman kneeling beside him had tears in her eyes from heartache and kowtowed along with him.

Su Yinghong stood there, watching this scene, her eyes blazing with anger, but she did not make a move to stop it.

She took a deep breath, her voice carrying a hint of barely concealed disappointment.

"Since you're determined to be with her, then you don't need to call me Master anymore."

After saying that, she stretched out her hand, and a layer of pale golden light emanated from her palm.

Lu Yuan's body trembled violently at the same time, and his face turned as pale as paper in an instant, but he gritted his teeth and endured it without making a sound.

"I will take back all the blessings I gave you, including all the related memories."

The moment the golden light completely left his body, Lu Yuan felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and he collapsed to the ground.

His eyes became empty and blank; he couldn't even remember why he was kneeling there.

Su Yinghong gave him one last look, leaving only the words "Take care of yourself" before disappearing into the air.

Lu Ze stood in the corner, watching all of this, a complex emotion welling up inside him that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

The scene changes.

The scene changed to a hospital ward.

White walls, white sheets, and the smell of disinfectant in the air.

A baby lies in a cradle, babbling and waving its little fists.

Sitting on a chair beside the bed was a woman with a haggard face but gentle eyes.

She was looking down at the baby in the cradle, a faint smile on her lips.

Just then, a red figure appeared silently in the ward.

Time stood still at that moment.

Su Yinghong walked slowly to the cradle and looked down at the baby inside.

She reached out and carefully picked up the swaddled baby, her movements as gentle as if she were holding a rare treasure.

"From now on, you'll be called Lu Ze." She seemed to really like little Lu Ze.

Looking at the baby in her arms reaching out to grab her hair, Su Yinghong showed the first smile Lu Ze had seen in this dream.

That smile contained affection, expectation, and also a hint of unspeakable melancholy.

Then she raised her head, her gaze passing through the void and landing precisely on Lu Ze.

Lu Ze's heart skipped a beat.

Could she see me?

Su Yinghong looked at him for a long time, then slowly spoke:

"I hope you won't disappoint me like your bastard father."

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire dream collapsed into countless fragments like a shattered mirror, dissipating into the boundless darkness.

Lu Ze suddenly came to his senses.

At this moment, he was still sitting at his computer desk, holding the controller in his hand.

The results screen for 3D pinball has ended, and the screen is now displaying "STAGE CLEAR".

Bonya sat beside him, her gray eyes looking at him with concern.

"What's wrong?" she asked. "You were spacing out for about ten seconds, and you didn't respond when I called you."

Lu Ze put down the handle and slowly exhaled a long breath.

He could feel the new life force within him slowly settling, like a seed planted in the soil, taking root and sprouting.

That memory was etched into his mind like a brand, so clear it didn't seem like a dream.

"Bonya," he said, his voice much calmer than expected, "I just received a memory."