Doomsday Wonderland

Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 942: Concrete World Branch

Chapter 942: Concrete World Branch

Of course, Bohemia thought, it’s not her fault. After all, those were things that happened one or two years ago. During this time, she had experienced countless thrilling and life-or-death battles. How could she remember the little note Lin Sanjiu gave her back then? Even subconsciously, it’s impossible to retain every single detail—after all, the capacity of the human brain is limited.

But Magus was having a hard time with this. As Bohemia stood there awkwardly, Magus took two steps forward, slipped her arm under Bohemia’s and pulled her ahead.

“We’ll talk about the details later,” Magus hurriedly whispered, “Let’s go!”

This time, Bohemia finally took notice of their surroundings. It must be said that this world branch looked quite ordinary. They walked down through the trees on a small hill and, after crossing a s.h.i.+mmering creek, they found themselves in a small village ahead—a cl.u.s.ter of white houses scattered amidst the pastoral meadows, tranquil and ordinary.

When they turned back from the village path, they couldn’t see the gray wall anymore. They had ventured deep into the heart of this branch, and as far as the eye could see, there were vast fields and hills, as if they were truly in another world, leaving one marveling at the Higher Consciousness of the posthumans who shaped it.

“I dealt with those two people before I came in with you,” Magus stopped and stood on the cobblestone path, her high heels s.h.i.+mmering with a galaxy of colors, looking out of place. “They don’t know which branch I entered, but I’m afraid it won’t buy me much time.”

“Why’d you follow me?” Bohemia grumbled. “You don’t remember anyone well, yet somehow you remember me?”

“Don’t flatter yourself, dear,” Magus lightly smiled. “My memories have been continuously fading away. I remember you simply because I’ve known you for a long time.”

“What do you mean?”

“My memories are split into two strands: one is after I woke up from the Astral Plane, and the other is before I entered it,” Magus explained with an expressionless face and a straight posture, as if this were happening to someone else. It gave the impression that her core was extremely hardened and austere, perpetually upholding her impeccable demeanor and resilience. “My memories in the Astral Plane are normal, but the memories before I entered here are gradually receding… Do you understand? The more recent memories disappear first, leaving only the past memories.”

Bohemia had to struggle to swallow the words “like Alzheimer’s disease.”

However, Magus still glanced at her coldly, as if she sensed what Bohemia was thinking. When Bohemia couldn’t help but shudder, Magus turned away and continued, “To give you

an a.n.a.logy, yesterday I still remembered things from when I was fifty years old, but today I only have memories from when I was forty-nine. Every day, my memories fade a bit, and eventually, I fear they will regress back to childhood until they disappear completely. I believe that’s also why I don’t remember the name Lin Sanjiu.”

“So if I had met you two days later, you might not even recognize me?” Bohemia asked, while secretly calculating in her mind—no matter what the other party wanted to do with her, as long as she could delay for a day or two, until Magus forgot about her, then she would be safe!

“It’s possible,” Magus’s gaze pierced through her like a drill, impatiently waving her hand. “But now that I’ve met you, don’t forget, my memories after entering the Astral Plane are still intact.”

“What do you want me to do?” Bohemia, frustrated, plopped herself onto the stone pigsty wall. “I don’t remember the message anyway.”

“I want you to find this person,” Magus coldly stared at her, refusing to come any closer to the pigsty, even though there were no pigs inside and it wasn’t particularly smelly. “This person named Lin Sanjiu, can she also enter the Astral Plane? The deal is simple: when I meet her and understand the situation, I’ll help you restore your attachment condition.”

A gleam ignited in Bohemia’s eyes, but after a moment of thought, she let out a heavy sigh. Despite her severe power loss, she had nothing to lose and spoke to Magus with almost insolence, “Do you think I haven’t tried to find her? Let me tell you, if I could reach her, I wouldn’t need to go through all this trouble and enter the Astral Plane for help.”

“What happened?”

There was no need to ask twice. Bohemia immediately poured out her grievances. After explaining her situation, Magus furrowed her brows deeply and stood silently on the cobblestone path, lost in thought for a while.

“You’re more useless than I thought,” she suddenly hmphed without any politeness. “It seems you understand the purpose of the Concrete World Branch, that’s why you came here to find a solution?”

Bohemia’s face turned red, and she grumbled like a pigeon, “I was set up!… I thought that after entering the Heaven Underworld Branch, I could find a conscious posthuman and ask them to deliver a message to Lin Sanjiu… asking her to come back quickly.”

It was urgent for her to come back and save her.

“I see.”

Magus slightly squinted her gray-blue eyes, gazing into the distance. At the other end of the

village path, a male posthuman gradually emerged from the morning mist step by step—his attire was extremely peculiar, wearing a transparent plastic bag as a garment on his upper body, while his pants were tightly tied with fis.h.i.+ng net ropes. As soon as Bohemia saw this person, she jumped off the pigsty wall.

“He is…”

“Yes, he’s on the other side of the mirror, in the real world of that final apocalypse,” Magus replied.

Magus rea.s.sured her with a few words, remaining motionless in the middle of the path, continuing the topic she hadn’t finished earlier. “The Heaven Underworld Branch is located in the first level you turn left after leaving here and going down. I’ve spent several months there, so I know it well.”

Bohemia stared blankly at the man who was gradually approaching them.

“I will divert all the attention to myself, and you take the opportunity to go to the Heaven Underworld Branch and make contact with the posthuman in that world as quickly as possible,” Magus calmly said. “Once the message is delivered, immediately ‘log out’ from the Heaven Underworld Branch, understood?”

After she finished speaking, the response came not from Bohemia but from the man on the cobblestone path.

“Who’s contacting me?” Although he seemed to be facing Magus directly, it was as if he couldn’t see her at all. “What’s the matter?”

Magus slowly raised a hand. The air she touched with her fingertips instantly rippled like water, spreading ripples in concentric circles all around. “Just curious,” she softly asked, “What kind of apocalypse world are you currently in?”