'Does he have too much time on his hands? Is he just bored?'
"You! Yes, you!"
At that moment, the black shadow suddenly pointed at Wei'en and shouted.
"Hm?" Wei'en pointed at himself. "Are you talking to me?"
"That's right, you!" The black shadow drifted closer, its blurry pair of eyes staring intently at him. "Origin Power 562? I remember you. You didn't have this much last time!"
"Er..."
'Last time?'
Wei'en was stunned. He sized up the black shadow before him in disbelief. 'No way, he actually remembers me?'
"You... have the wrong person."
"No, I am not mistaken," the black shadow said in an exceptionally serious tone. "In the one thousand five hundred and seventy-eight years I've been here, a total of 43,236,578 Extraordinaries have passed by. I remember the general outline of every single one."
"It was you. You passed through here two days ago. I absolutely would not misremember!"
'One thousand five hundred and seventy-eight years? 1,578 years?!'
