「Meanwhile.」
Chu Bamboo sat on the bed, panting heavily as cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He felt a stabbing pain in his brain. The dense flood of linguistic information made his temples throb relentlessly.
After rubbing his temples for a good while, Chu Bamboo finally recovered, clarity gradually returning to his eyes.
'Rewriting Xu Zihong before wasn't this painful! Is it because this is the second time I've used Rewrite in such a short period?'
The last reset had confirmed that Chu Bamboo had cleansed the corruption.
Simple memory fragments and knowledge weren't actually a severe burden. To be precise, the most important factor in going mad, or even mutating into a monster, was the corruption. As for one's anchor of humanity, that was merely the key to resisting it!
In a situation without corruption... even if one's anchor of humanity was shaken, it wasn't a problem as long as they could regain their senses and set it right afterward.
