Too Many Reincarnators? I Bring the National Team to the Field - Chapter 70

Li Wanyun was stunned, her eyes confused. “What move?”

“The move you used today when fighting Sister Sheng. Who taught you that?” Yu Feng leaned in, pressing her.

Li Wanyun frowned.

She thought for a long time, then suddenly said, “I think I figured it out myself.”

“You figured it out yourself?” Yu Feng sounded doubtful.

Wan Yuan looked at her strangely. “Think?”

There were plenty of things to question about that statement.

Who invents a move themselves and still uses the word ‘think’?

Li Wanyun thought carefully, then said with certainty, “I figured it out myself. No one taught me in my memory. Those moves are instincts I learned through repeated battles.”

“Impossible.” Qi Lingwu’s expression was calm.

But his words were very certain.

“Why?” Li Wanyun frowned.

Sister Sheng lifted her eyelids and glanced at her, speaking calmly:

“Your moves aren’t instincts developed in battle. You may not see it, but battle instincts and moves created through training are completely different.”

Moreover, those moves had traces of her and Qi Lingwu.

Yu Feng and the others nodded in agreement.

Li Wanyun shook her head helplessly. “But truly, no one taught me.”

Sister Sheng: “It’s possible you saw them, remembered them subconsciously, but forgot you saw them, and later used them in battle.”

She paused, then looked at her and calmly voiced a chilling guess-

“It’s also possible someone taught you, but you have no memory of it, or rather, your memory was erased.”

The room fell silent in an instant.

Even Long Tianyu felt a chill run down his spine.

Li Xin rubbed his arms. “Please, can you not make it sound so scary? And how could someone teach another person and then erase their memory?”

He asked Long Tianyu and Li Wanyun, “Do you remember anyone with such a special ability?”

Both shook their heads. “No.”

Hao Jingye looked thoughtful. After a moment, he asked the next question: “Li Wanyun, do you know Sister Sheng and Captain Qi? Sheng An, Qi Lingwu, me, Wan Yuan, Yu Feng, Zhao Zhicheng, Chen Yue, Jiang Huanshu, Li Shuang, Jiu Su?”

-Sheng An and the core members of Team 0.

Li Wanyun tried hard to recall these names, then shook her head firmly. “No, I’ve never heard of you, nor have I ever met you.”

Her gaze swept over Sheng An and Qi Lingwu. If she had met these two in her previous life, she should have some impression.

Everyone fell silent.

Things were getting stranger and stranger.

None of the Reborn Persons knew Sheng An or anyone from Team 0!

Did they all die on the day of the Apocalypse?

Or did they all become Aberrants?

Everyone looked thoughtful.

Sheng An lowered her eyes. After a long time, she asked another strange question-

“When did you die in your previous life?”

Li Wanyun: “At the end of the second year of the Apocalypse.”

What kind of question was that?

Hao Jingye suddenly froze, and Song Linwei reacted too.

The two exchanged glances, faces full of shock.

“What’s wrong?” Jiang Yu was confused, scratching her head.

Hao Jingye took a deep breath, his voice hoarse. “Except for you and Wu Zhi, everyone else died in the last few months of the second year of the Apocalypse.”

Sheng An picked up the pen and paper nearby.

She wrote ‘Second Year of the Apocalypse’ on it.

Then, she wrote everyone’s names under the corresponding months.

“Combining the information from Group A, Yang Chuan died at the end of the second year of the Apocalypse before he was reborn. In his memory, Huang Weiyang and Geng Leqian both died a month earlier in an Aberrant massacre.”
Although the two groups are at odds, effective information must be shared immediately.

Sheng An and Qiu Yu would never make an issue out of this.

Hao Jingye and Gu Cheng both possess the moral sense of national assistants.

Competition exists beneath the greater good.

“Ke Jiaxue and Zhang Kun died before Li Xin. This is information from Long Tianyu. After that, Li Xin killed Xiang Hanshuang, and then perished together with an Aberrant.” Sheng An wrote down a few more names.

Hao Jingye’s tone was agitated: “And after that, it was Long Tianyu and Li Wanyun!”

The last name was Li Wanyun!

At the end of the second year of the Apocalypse, before the official start of the third year!

Sheng An paused her writing, looked up, her gaze sharp: “There are still two people-Thunder Element Superpower User Lou Mingwei and Mutant Wu Buyu?”

Long Tianyu: “Wu Buyu is dead too.”

He frowned: “I don’t know how he died, but the news is absolutely true.”

It’s frustrating to say-after the paparazzi died, he hadn’t even had time to be happy before he died as well.

Li Wanyun’s face was cold as frost, her voice hoarse: “Did I never mention that among those who attacked me, the ringleader was Lou Mingwei-”

She paused, then sneered: “And I chose mutual destruction, dragging him to hell with me!”

She was reborn, thinking she could finally deal with Lou Mingwei in this life.

She hadn’t expected the other party to awaken his powers early as well…

That guy’s powers are not easy to handle.

Sheng An’s eyes darkened slightly, and she wrote Wu Buyu’s name before Long Tianyu.

Finally, she wrote Lou Mingwei’s name, just below Li Wanyun on the timeline, drawing a line after them, beside which was-

[Apocalypse Year Three.]

The room fell into a deathly silence.

Ke Jiaxue murmured, “Why did everyone die in the second year of the Apocalypse?”

Hao Jingye corrected, “It’s all the Reborn Persons with powers and those who awakened their powers early-they all died at the end of the second year of the Apocalypse.”

Wu Zhi died when the Apocalypse arrived.

Jiang Yu died in the first year of the Apocalypse.

-But they have one thing in common: neither was a Superpower User, only pure Reborn Persons.

Jiang Yu’s spatial ability didn’t come from powers, but from her ancestral bracelet.

Song Linwei’s expression was obscure, his voice hoarse: “It’s strange, why not until the third year of the Apocalypse? Did something happen? Or are our samples too limited?”

Everyone shook their heads.

The Reborn Persons themselves didn’t know, let alone those who gathered information from them.

Sheng An stared at the paper, then slowly looked up.

Her eyes were unfathomable, but the corners of her mouth lifted in a smile-

“I think, when we unravel this mystery, we might touch upon the fundamental reason for your existence.”

“And discovering this brings us one step closer to the truth. That’s a good thing, isn’t it?”

Jiang Yu and the others couldn’t smile.

On the contrary, they felt as if a great abyss lay before them, bottomless and inexplicably terrifying.

After a moment, Qi Lingwu curled his lips and nodded:

“It’s a good thing.”

Sheng An twirled her pen, capped it, tossed it onto the table, and handed the paper to Hao Jingye: “After organizing the information, share it with Group A and submit it to the higher-ups. Let the professionals analyze it.”

“Yes!”

Hao Jingye responded immediately and turned to carry out the task.

Afterward, Sheng An looked at Li Wanyun and Long Tianyu, showing a gentle smile.

Yet both felt a chill down their spines for no reason.

Long Tianyu stammered, “Y-y-you, what are you going to do?”