Chapter 953: Inquiry Into the List of Gods

"Huh?"

After a short silence, Zheng Zha's unbelievable voice sounded in this space: "Chu Xuan, are you kidding me?"

"No, I never joke, and I don't like meaningless jokes."

Chu Xuan's face was extremely serious at this time. He held the Conferred God List tightly in his hand while browsing something on the microcomputer at high speed: "In my memory circuit, there is indeed no memory related to Yang Yun, or the image and text data recorded in the database... It is better to say, Zheng Zha, why did you suddenly say a name that no one has ever heard of?"

"... Don't you have any impression?"

Zheng Zha stared at Chu Xuan with extremely surprised eyes, but no matter how he looked at it, he could only read seriousness and solemnity from that expressionless face, without any joke: "Wait, Chu Xuan, how could you not remember who Yang Yun is? He is obviously..."

...Who?

Zheng Zha just wanted to blurt out subconsciously, telling Yang Yun's experience, telling his understanding of him, and telling what he had done... But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say it out.

"Consciousness is generated from matter and relies on matter to exist."

Just by looking at Zheng Zha's blank expression, Chu Xuan knew what he had not said. However, the young man did not say anything else to Zheng Zha, but said more seriously: "Zheng Zha, tell me everything you can think of about the name 'Yang Yun', everything is fine."

"I..."

Zheng Zha stammered, wanting to say something but not being able to say it, just like Runtu after meeting Xun Ge'er decades later. And until dozens of seconds later, he could only lower his head and whisper a few words from his teeth.

"I... I don't know."

I don't know, this is Zheng Zha's answer.

There is no impression of "Yang Yun", or in other words, there is no evidence that can be used to prove that "Yang Yun" is a real person, not a "fantasy friend" created in the subconscious.

No matter how many times Zheng Zha, who had opened the third-order gene lock, searched his memory, he could not find any trace of "Yang Yun"'s existence... All that was left was an ordinary name.

——That's all.

Seeing that Zheng Zha couldn't say a word, Chu Xuan first recorded some data on the microcomputer, then turned his eyes away from the distraught Zheng Zha's face and turned to the other members of the Zhongzhou team: "When you heard the name "Yang Yun", did you have any other impressions, or some kind of strange sixth sense? Anything will do."

"I don't know..."

"No impression at all..."

"I have the habit of backing up my memories in the mother box, but when I checked it just now, I didn't find any abnormalities..."

"With my current mental strength, I didn't feel anything wrong..."

Luo Gandao, Lingdian, Qi Tengyi, Zhan Lan... Every time the members of the Zhongzhou team spoke, Zheng Zha's expression became lower. Because what he saw on his companions' faces was the same confusion, and they couldn't react to the name "Yang Yun" at all.

——Until Chu Xuan's gaze turned to Zhao Yingkong, the last person who had not spoken.

"I..."

Having the same reaction as Zheng Zha just now, Zhao Yingkong first opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but until the end, her always cold face could only reveal a puzzled and at a loss expression: "I don't know."

However, as Zheng Zha's eyes turned from surprise to disappointment, Zhao Yingkong spoke again: "However, although I have no impression of this name, I always feel a little familiar..."

"...Okay."

Chu Xuan raised his hand to stop Zhao Yingkong from trying to recall his memory, and before he could say anything, he met Zheng Zha's face with a hint of excitement in ecstasy: "Look! Chu Xuan! I'm not kidding! There really is a person named Yang Yun..."

"It's not certain at the moment, it's just a possibility."

Chu Xuan raised his hand, pushed Zheng Zha's head away from him, and walked out with big strides. He stopped after walking for a few seconds, and put his right hand in the void, as if touching some invisible barrier.

-That is, the protective shield of the Lord God to protect the members of the Samsara Squad.

"... Could it be that our memory has been attacked?"

Although the protective shield has not disappeared, symbolizing that this mission world has not yet begun, Zhan Lan, who realized that something was wrong, thoroughly examined his memory while scanning this space inside and out with his mental power: "If only Zheng Zha has an impression of the name 'Yang Yun', it would be fine, but if even Sister Yingkong has a similar reaction..."

"Insufficient information, it is impossible to judge for the time being."

Chu Xuan's movements were very careful. He touched the semicircular protective shield of the Lord God inside and out like a blind man touching an elephant. After confirming that there were no loopholes, he returned to the Zhongzhou team: "But now is not the time to slowly collect information."

"The List of Conferred Gods." Before he finished speaking, Chu Xuan suddenly let go of the small piece of newspaper in his hand, letting it emit a faint light and float in the air: "Have our memories been tampered with?"

Accompanied by the changes in numbers that only Chu Xuan could see, the List of Conferred Gods trembled slightly, and then displayed its own answer.

——No.

"How can it be true or false?" Before Chu Xuan could speak, Zheng Zha couldn't help but said, "Although I don't know what happened, I do remember the name 'Yang Yun'. Our memory must have been tampered with..."

"I don't doubt your meaning."

Chu Xuan's cold voice was like a basin of cold water. While it chilled Zheng Zha's heart, it also made him recover from his impulse: "The fact that the memory has not been tampered with does not prove that there is no problem with all this."

Speaking of this, Chu Xuan asked again: "Have we been influenced by others?"

——No.

"Has there ever been a person named 'Yang Yun' in the Zhongzhou team?" Chu Xuan lowered his head and recorded something, and asked again.

This time, the Conferred God List did not reply.

"What's going on?" Zheng Zha, who had been waiting for a long time, looked at Chu Xuan in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"Not enough causal points." Chu Xuan replied without raising his head: "The more we know nothing about the information related to the problem, the more causal points we consume, so we need more precise and targeted questions."

Speaking, Chu Xuan continued to ask: "Has 'Yang Yun' entered the main god space?"

-No reply.

"Has 'Yang Yun' entered the Zhongzhou team?"

-No reply.

"'Yang Yun'..."

Time passed in this question and answer. But no matter how Chu Xuan asked, no matter how he asked, the result given by the Conferred God List was either a cold "no" or no reply.

"Our causal... No, no."

Just when everyone was gradually disappointed, Chu Xuan stopped abruptly halfway through the question. The young man looked at the dense text he had recorded and pondered for a while, then spoke again.

And this time, Chu Xuan chose a direction he had never asked before.

"Does all this have anything to do with Dr. Manhattan?"

Faced with Chu Xuan's question, the Conferred God List began to shake, and the numbers in the upper right corner fell like flowing water. In the eyes of everyone, either expectant or worried, it finally came to a conclusion -

- Yes. (End of this chapter)