Jiang Ye was stunned.
Saw… ?
That probably referred to… one of his other clones, right?
There’s no way it could be Guiwen.
Unfortunately, with his amnesia, he couldn’t rember anything.
Just as he was thinking about how to subtly probe Yang Wenchao for information about his other clones without giving himself away…
He saw Yang Wenchao’s gaze suddenly shift.
A mont ago, it had been calm and restrained, but now it turned sharp and cold in an instant.
Then, Yang Wenchao let out a cold laugh. “You’re probably just wearing a mimic mask of Jiang Ye, aren’t you?”
As he spoke, he casually took out a mask and put it on his own face.
In the next instant, he transford into Jiang Ye.
And in Jiang Ye’s perception, another clone had suddenly appeared…
He was completely stunned!
What the hell?!
Could this Yang Wenchao… actually be one of his clones?
Otherwise, how could he be so familiar with the process?!
Just as Jiang Ye was secretly thrilled at gaining another clone, Yang Wenchao took off the mask and said coldly, “Like this.”
“A mimic mask of Jiang Ye shouldn’t be too hard to get.”
Jiang Ye blinked, snapping back to reality from the sensation of losing that clone again.
Wan Xin, standing nearby, was also shocked. He looked at Jiang Ye with suspicion. “I knew sothing felt off… So you’re a fake?!”
His tone was initially confident, since he trusted Yang Wenchao’s judgnt.
But as he spoke, his voice grew weaker.
This Jiang Ye did seem a bit strange.
But… was he really a fake?
Cough.
Facing their suspicious stares, Jiang Ye knew that hiding his “amnesia” was probably impossible now.
The real question was whether these two would believe in the concept of “amnesia.”
Mostly, he wasn’t sure if they were trustworthy.
What if they had only been friendly because of the strength of his previous clone?
Now that they knew he had amnesia and was just Combat Power 5 Trash, they might have so ulterior motives.
Jiang Ye secretly sent Li Ku a ssage:
【Can you take these two in a one-on-one fight?】
Li Ku thought for a mont and cautiously analyzed:
【Wan Xin isn’t a threat, but according to his forr captain, Lin Jing, he’s pretty strange.】
【He seems to have terrible luck, but he also seems to bring good luck to those around him.】
【Plus, his bad luck doesn’t seem fatal. Otherwise, a truly unlucky guy wouldn’t have survived this long.】
【As for Yang Wenchao… you can probably tell without saying it—he’s hiding plenty of secrets.】
【He skipped the Jade Flask path, charged straight into the Elevator abyss, and even managed to figure out monster ranks…】
【His story just now was probably hiding sothing, even deliberately playing dumb.】
【If it ca to a fight with him, I’d have a good chance, but it’s probably unnecessary.】
Jiang Ye was just being cautious.
He didn’t actually want to make an enemy out of Yang Wenchao either.
So, after a mont of silence, he t Yang Wenchao’s questioning gaze and explained:
“You might not believe , but it’s true…”
“Uh, well, I have amnesia!”
“It happened right when that infant’s crying laughter appeared above the apartnt.”
“My mories only go back to after that crying laughter. I don’t rember anything before.”
“….”
Jiang Ye tried his best to look sincere.
But what he didn’t know was…
The mont he said his second sentence, Yang Wenchao basically already believed him.
Like Wan Xin, he had only thought that Jiang Ye’s reaction toward them was strange, but he wasn’t a hundred percent sure he was a fake.
After all, his tone and the feeling he gave off were very similar to Jiang Ye.
The only odd part was his attitude toward them.
And that oddity could indeed be explained by “amnesia.”
However…
Wan Xin almost instantly believed Jiang Ye’s “amnesia” explanation.
But Yang Wenchao felt in his heart that Jiang Ye’s “amnesia” probably wasn’t that simple.
And that infant’s crying laughter in the apartnt…
That sound…
Could it be related to the Moon Infant announcent he had heard before?
Yang Wenchao pondered for a mont and directly asked, “When exactly did this infant’s crying laughter happen?”
“And what’s the current situation in the apartnt?”
Jiang Ye was montarily stunned but didn’t answer directly.
Li Ku was also silent for a mont before frowning. “You still haven’t clearly explained your own experience.”
“Most importantly, how did you get back into this coffin? You’ve been dragging that part out.”
“And the things you shared just now—you probably held back too, right?”
At this point, Yang Wenchao’s attitude had clearly changed from before. He was no longer answering every question perfectly.
Instead, he bluntly made it clear that he was entitled to his own privacy.
And this change in attitude was clearly because of Jiang Ye…
He was only willing to cooperate perfectly with Jiang Ye’s questions.
When Yang Wenchao first erged from the coffin, he had assud Jiang Ye was the leader among this group of players.
He had even thought the questions were from Jiang Ye trying to probe him.
But now he had gradually figured out the situation—
Jiang Ye, an amnesiac Combat Power 5 Trash among these strong players…
What was he if not a hostage?
This group…
From Yang Wenchao’s observations, they seed to be led by Li Ku and the administrator.
The rest were just low-level lackeys.
This wasn’t a situation where Jiang Ye called all the shots.
So, of course, there was no need for him to answer every question like so lackey.
After a mont of silence, Yang Wenchao directly said to Jiang Ye, “Let’s add each other as friends.”
Adding friends ant they could chat privately through the Data Panel.
His intention was clear—
He wasn’t going to share the information he had with everyone present.
Jiang Ye was a bit surprised.
He hadn’t expected this follower to be more loyal than he thought?
After learning about his situation, his first question was about the “infant’s crying laughter”…
He was clearly trying to understand his amnesia, maybe even help him recover his mories?
And his cooperative answers just now seed to be all for Jiang Ye’s sake?
Now… was he treating Jiang Ye as a hostage in need of rescue?
Jiang Ye didn’t say much and directly added Yang Wenchao as a friend.
Li Ku, watching this scene, also felt slightly reassured.
Yang Wenchao’s attitude wasn’t about withholding information—it was about recognizing the current situation.
This group wasn’t united as one.
With an outsider like the administrator present, there was indeed no need to lay everything out in the open.
The administrator wasn’t stupid either; he could see that this guy was mainly guarding against him.
But…
After Jiang Ye and Yang Wenchao added each other as friends, the administrator couldn’t help but ask Yang Wenchao:
“You must have benefited from the coffin in your previous resurrection, right?”
“Otherwise, you wouldn’t have been able to use props right away in this resurrection.”
“That mimic mask…”
He stared at the Jiang Ye version of the mimic mask in Yang Wenchao’s hand.
Yang Wenchao didn’t bother to hide it. He casually flipped his hand, and the mask disappeared from his palm.
His gaze fell on the administrator. After studying him briefly, he calmly said in a deep voice, “You’re the current administrator of 4444 Apartnt?”
“You… also experienced resurrection in the coffin and benefited from it?”
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