Bang——

Yao Qingxue placed the last dish she was holding onto the table. Watching the steaming dishes, she picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed them to the boy sitting in a chair, lost in thought.

"Don't be picky, okay? The types of crops that can be grown in Taohua Village are not many, and meat is hard to obtain. Auntie can only make some simple home-cooked dishes."

Wu Liang took the chopsticks, hearing Yao Qingxue patiently explaining the current situation here.

He shook his head, revealing a nostalgic expression, his tone somewhat cheerful as he said, "How could I be picky? This is the food I've been dreaming of... home-cooked dishes, having a home is truly wonderful."

Having said that, Wu Liang picked up a seemingly ordinary stir-fried vegetable, chewing and savoring it as if it were a delicacy.

Reluctantly swallowing, he immediately tried the other dishes, almost like someone who hadn't eaten for a long time.

Seeing this, Yao Qingxue also showed a gratified smile.

Aunt Ping was right, this child's mental resilience is indeed quite strong. He accepted his amnesia in such a short period without showing any panic.

He only said some strange things from time to time.

"Mom, your food is still so salty... use less salt next time."

When he had almost finished eating, Wu Liang put down the bowls and chopsticks, leaned contentedly on the chair, and slowly said this sentence while looking up.

Yao Qingxue, who was collecting the dishes, heard this and turned around, somewhat surprised, to look at Wu Liang.

"Child, from the village entrance until now, you have unconsciously called me mom several times. Could it be that Auntie looks a lot like your mother?"

Yao Qingxue did not feel surprised by this situation.

Although all the villagers here are amnesiac, many people remember bits and pieces of their past. Otherwise, it's impossible for everyone to build such a large-scale village here.

Some people remember the knowledge of sowing, some can still raise livestock, and some even survey geology to help the village dig a few wells.

Therefore, if the young man in front of her remembers his mother's appearance, Yao Qingxue feels sincerely happy for him.

Because at least he still has something to remember.

Unlike herself, who hardly has any memories left...

"Yes, you look a lot like my mother, especially when you smile."

Wu Liang stood up and helped clear the tableware without directly saying that Yao Qingxue was his mother.

After all, his mother was in an amnesiac state, and saying too much now might only make her reject him.

However, what he didn't know was, Yao Qingxue didn't feel any resistance when Wu Liang called her mom.

On the contrary, she even felt inexplicably happy, and she couldn't even understand why she had this emotion.

"So have you decided to stay here, or leave and find a way out? Auntie has to remind you as an elder, the area around Taohua Village is very dangerous, especially in the evenings when supernatural phenomena are more common."

"In the past, only a few villagers who chose to leave ever returned alive, and they were mostly petrified with fear, so you'd better be careful with your decision." Yao Qingxue patiently explained the situation of the village.

After a moment of contemplation, Wu Liang resolutely said, "If I want to choose to stay temporarily, what should I do?"

Are you kidding? I've just found my mother, how could I leave her to find a way out?

Upon hearing this, Yao Qingxue asked him to wait a moment.

Then she walked back into the bedroom, seemingly searching for something.

After a few minutes, she returned with a square box in her hand, though it had a black hole on it.

She handed a piece of paper into the box and explained, "If you choose to stay, you can either build a house by yourself, and the village will assign you some land for farming; or have a willing family write down their name and put it into this 'family box'. Whoever's name you draw, you become a part of that family."

"Of course, this method is only applicable to kids like you. Once you're an adult, you can only choose to build your own house."

This method seems somewhat absurd, but Wu Liang didn't find it hard to understand.

After all, humans are social animals, and in a village where no one remembers the past, people would instinctively band together to form a large family. Especially for the children, the adults wouldn't be at ease letting an amnesiac child live independently.

The only thing he couldn't understand was... why was he being treated like a child?

From any angle, he should be a strong adult man, right?

Even if his appearance is slightly youthful, surely he shouldn't be considered a child who needs to be taken in by other families...

Wait a minute! Appearance?!

"Do you have a mirror here?" Wu Liang suddenly asked somewhat urgently.

Although she didn't know why he suddenly wanted a mirror, Yao Qingxue immediately went into the bedroom to find a shard of glass that could barely serve as a mirror.

She regretfully explained, "Sorry, in such a remote village, it's hard to make many daily necessities. We can only find a few mirrors during scavenging outside the village."

Wu Liang wasn't too concerned about what Yao Qingxue had said at this moment.

His attention was fully focused on the face reflected in that small shard of glass —

The reflection showed a face that looked at most barely ten years old, with such tender, rosy cheeks that they seemed to drip with collagen, full of youthful energy.

This was the version of himself before age seventeen!

It was just before Wu Xiaoyao and Yao Qingxue disappeared, before he encountered life-and-death struggles against Fierce Ghosts, before he became accustomed to severed bodies and detached limbs.

"No wonder... when did I turn into this?" Wu Liang murmured incredulously, rubbing his cheeks with his hands, even pinching them to confirm that the person in the mirror was indeed himself.

This was truly a terrifying detail upon deeper thought!

From the moment he descended the mountain to approaching the village, eventually having a meal here with his mother, he hadn't noticed that his appearance had been altered by something!

What kind of power was this?

"Nightmare, did you notice my appearance had changed?"

In this situation, Wu Liang instinctively asked Nightmare for its opinion, knowing that this entity had the strongest perception of the supernatural.

However, after asking this question in his heart, Wu Liang waited for a moment without getting any response.

"Puppet? Cleaver? Mist? Red Umbrella..."

One by one, he called out to his Fierce Ghost Minions, but his words seemed to vanish into thin air with no response in his mind.

This was when Wu Liang seemed to realize something, quickly removing the Ghost Compendium from his temple and opening it.

It was densely packed with information about Fierce Ghosts from various places, but the times were centered around a familiar yet unfamiliar name on the calendar—Lunar Calendar.

This was the calendar people used before the Supernatural Calamity. At that time, the world had not yet changed the calendar name to "Disaster Calendar."

And the records of Fierce Ghost Minions on the Ghost Compendium were as empty as before the occurrence of the Supernatural Calamity, when he had never truly witnessed a Fierce Ghost.

Before age seventeen, he had not captured his first Fierce Ghost Minion—Nightmare.

"That means not only has my appearance reverted, but my entire being has undergone a time reversal? Is there really a power that can achieve such a feat?"

Wu Liang's thoughts were in disarray now.

His Fierce Ghost Minions, Fierce Ghost Ability, and even his robust physique from long-term training had disappeared...

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