Li Qingming suddenly opened his eyes, and like a madman, he sprang up and grabbed the lacrosse stick beside him, sweeping his gaze around.
This was clearly just an ordinary hospital room, yet his mind flickered with one bizarre sight after another.
The entrance to the Secret Realm on the neck of a hanged victim, an unprecedented massive mutation.
Dai Xiaoyun's smile, the spacecraft taking off.
Then came amnesia and dementia, his mind like a milkshake, both groggy and bewilderingly ignorant.
Yet he always remembered a few names, so he went to search for them one by one, even though the terrifying nurse followed closely behind with a predatory gaze.
Then, he didn't know why, but that nurse suddenly turned into Dai Xiaoyun...
After that, his emotions went out of control, he started to cry, he started to say... those three words.
Then, he fell asleep...
In song.
Click——
At this thought, the baseball bat once again fell to the ground.