97 Gain: Part 1

"Ugh, wasn't this rock from the pocket of the robe on the wall?"

Lin Sheng endured the surge of information into his mind as he stood up.

The black lines from the rock had lessened as the white light and purple glow too had faded along with it.

Pieces upon pieces of memory fragments, countless voices, conversations, and sensations were all muddled in Lin Sheng's already buzzing head.

Just like a massive stew with boatloads of ingredients thrown in at the same time.

"Are these… Ancellia's memories?" Lin Sheng heard the name from the memories. But the memories from the rock were probably just a tiny portion, while the ones that were transmitted to him were chaotic and blurry.

As time passed, the memory transfer weakened and finally stopped...

*Crack!*

The mysterious rock seemed to have completed its mission as it shattered in Lin Sheng's hand and fell onto the ground into a smattering of black dust.