It still enjoys the process of recording, but it knows that it is about to reach the end of its life.

It has begun to lose control of itself, and when it records what happens every day, it sometimes forgets what it wants to record.

Occasionally, while recording, a very subtle whisper would sound in its ears. At first, it didn't care, and just thought it was the strange things deep in the [narrow room] talking. The voices of those things have also been heard in the past few decades.

Appeared many times.

Until one time, it lost consciousness while recording.

When it regained consciousness, it saw a strange portrait appearing on the paper in front of it. The lines on the portrait were messy. If it had to be drawn, it would probably be a deep pool in a dark forest. There was a black figure hidden in the deep pool.

The shadow looks like the outline of a head.

It was so scared that it almost didn't dare to continue recording during the day. Only when Chen Yan came home at night, did it dare to record what it saw during the day on the attic floor directly above his bedroom -

Chen Yan's purring gave it a lot of sense of security, which dissipated some of its uneasiness, allowing it to concentrate while recording and avoid uncontrollable lapses again.

But a few days later, even above Chen Yan, it lost consciousness again while recording.

After regaining consciousness this time, the portrait on the paper in his hand was still that of the deep pool in the dark forest, but the thing in the deep pool had already stood up.

The thing just stood on top of the deep pool, looking at it.

A feeling emerged in its heart for no reason. It felt that the thing wanted to get close to it and wanted to take it back to the deep pool.

A clear understanding appeared in its mind: when the thing got closer and closer to it, until it walked out of the painting, it would completely lose control and be pulled into the painting by the thing, and into the deep pool.

That way, it won't be able to continue recording.

It is not afraid of curses, imprisonment, monsters, or death, but it cannot accept that its record cannot continue.

It wants to find someone to take its place and continue its record.

But it was too weak, so weak that it could no longer communicate with Chen Yan's spirit.

It waited desperately.

Until one day, new tenants came to this apartment - they were two Yingguo people, two Yingguo people who looked dangerous, but were actually more dangerous.

One of them seems to be a ninja who likes to spend the night on the roof.

It tried its best to guide him and made him discover the secret in the chimney.

Finally, the ninja and Chen Yan entered the attic together.

After Chen Yan entered the attic, it desperately squeezed out the last of its vitality and showed him some scenes from the past, trying to make him realize the importance of records.

But he didn't seem to care at all, and regarded recording as child's play.

He actually asked it what the meaning of the record was.

If it goes back to the past, it will tell him without hesitation that the record itself is meaningful.

But it was on the verge of getting out of control, and the seal once imposed by William Master was loosened because his life was about to come to an end. The questions raised by Chen Yan once again haunted his mind.

What is the meaning of recording?

It can't figure this out!

It was driven crazy by this problem!

It feels that its state has reached the edge of losing control!

This can't go on like this!

It failed to think of a solution to the problem at the moment before it lost control.

In the broken seal, the problem that once caused her to take the wrong path of evolution reappeared in its mind.

【What is the meaning of record?】

It can't figure it out.

So, it got completely out of control.

Chen Yan was immersed in the spirit after it lost control, and felt all its mental changes and flow of consciousness. The violent mental turbulence almost tore his consciousness together.

'She... turned out to be out of control because she couldn't figure out this problem...'

After reading all its memories, Chen Yan fell into darkness.

He felt like he was floating on a sea with no temperature. There was no wind around him, and he couldn't feel the pressure in the air. Only the waves under the sea water behind him were undulating, as if there was something huge in the sea water.

swim.

Chen Yan couldn't feel his body, but his will was not frightened by the thing under the sea. He only had one thought in his mind, which was to get out of here as soon as possible.

‘How to get out of here?

You have to know where this is first.

Her loss of control pulled me into the events she had recorded... Although not all the events, I also saw some real fragments that had been recorded by her.

The clips I saw were so real, they should be more than just her records...

Or maybe it's her memory.

By the way, according to the director, it was possible for her to evolve into a [Cosmic Spirit].

But the evolution failed and he only became a [Recorder].

According to the director, the [Recorder] is also a kind of extraordinary person.

But I don’t know what the specific abilities are.’

An idea flashed in Chen Yan's consciousness, and a thought suddenly emerged:

‘After she embarked on a failed evolution, is there such a possibility:

Although she failed to evolve, the things she recorded still became [World Memory Fragments]?

If this hypothesis is true, then the things I saw happening in the past can be explained - I experienced everything in the [World Memory Fragments] recorded by her.

Hmm... Looking back now, it feels exactly the same as the memory fragments of the third uncle's world I experienced before...

But Duoduo is definitely different from the normal world memory fragments, but I don’t know what the difference is...'

In the darkness, I don't know how long time has passed.

Chen Yan only felt that after a long wait, a light appeared in front of him.

He "swam" toward the location of the light, and a moment later he was enveloped in a bright halo.

next moment.

Chen Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and heard the sound of horses neighing in his ears. In front of him was a dirty bar counter, with a few tourists sitting outside the bar counter.

Chen Yan felt a chill in his heart.

He's back again!

'What's going on...I'm back to when it all started...'

He immediately realized that losing control caused Raz's memory to start an infinite repeating cycle!

'Even if this place is really a fragment of the world's memory, I can't find my way back...'

In the midst of confused thinking, Chen Yan watched the cowboy-like Robert Justus walk into the hotel, tell Raz about the events in the town, and make her the request that later led her to make a decision.

"You go and eavesdrop on what they say and then record it..."

Raz was led by this ordinary request to a not-so-ordinary life track, and she devoted her life to it.

Chen Yan watched everything that happened in her memory. Perhaps because she lost control enough, her past memories were much clearer than before.

He experienced everything she had experienced and witnessed everything that had happened in this land.

Before I knew it, another hundred and thirteen years had passed.

"Hello, first time meeting me, I am...William Master."

The director appeared and sealed her again. She continued to live a happy life in confusion until Chen Yan caused her to lose control.

So, he returned to the small hotel one hundred and thirteen years ago.

"Raz! Wine!"

The rough face of Robert Justus appeared in his field of vision again. Chen Yan didn't know if he was dazzled, but he only felt that he could vaguely see Klein Justus one hundred and thirteen years later.

Light outline of Tes.

Raz started recording from then on, and sealed his records in a corner that no one knew about like a treasure.

Time begins to cycle again.

The long time tortured his will. It was just an ordinary morning in the beginning, but now it has evolved into countless one hundred and thirteen years.

Such a painful and helpless fact brought him a completely different life experience, even surpassing his original understanding of the world.

Chen Yan fell into an inescapable depression. He believed that he was trapped in this endless repetitive cycle for 113 years and had no hope at all.

Year after year passed, the scene before us changed several times, people's faces changed one after another, huge cities rose from the ground, and were destroyed in the dust due to various reasons, but before Chen

Yan recovered from such a scene, and new buildings sprung up from the old soil like mushrooms after a rain...
To be continued...