The upside-down undead drifted in the void, her flowing long hair swayed with the wind. Her cloudy eyes gazed at He Ao’s calm face, and after a brief lag, she slightly opened her mouth and said, "I forgot."

He Ao:······

He stopped wasting words and directly raised his hand, pressing it against the undead’s forehead.

In an instant, a purple glow covered his eyes, then enveloped his body, flowing down his fingers into the undead’s body.

From the state of this undead, her death must have been very swift, leaving no marks on her body, not even her soul, which remained intact. Her death was instantaneous, indicating that whoever did it possessed power far surpassing hers.

She might not have even resisted, or failed to make any effective resistance before being made into an undead.

This could be some kind of special ability of the killer, forcibly killing and then converting into an undead.

The killer should be a transcendent of some death pathway, possibly possessing abilities similar to an Undead Mage.

However, oddly, the killer didn’t take her undead away but left it here.

The soul of a C-level Extraordinary, even without the Talent Sequences, makes for excellent mystical materials, even better than ordinary souls for menial work.

As the power of Super Memory entered her body, He Ao’s gaze slightly focused.

Some fragmented memories emerged in He Ao’s mind.

From the first-person perspective, he saw the undead ’herself’ cover the notebook and hide it in the secret compartment under the bed, then move the bed back to its original position.

Then the undead raised the bracelet and found the nickname marked as ’Butterfly’.

Butterfly is Nasha’s stage name.

At that moment, faint footsteps echoed throughout the entire memory, then the memory abruptly stopped.

He Ao quickly scanned the souls near that memory, finding everything normal.

If the memory had been deleted, there would be some gaps left.

For this to happen, either the person who altered the memory and soul knows far more than He Ao, or at that moment, the undead was already dead, without even a chance to turn and see who had arrived.

From the observations just made, He Ao tended toward the latter judgment.

He Ao flipped through the undead’s last memories once more, confirming she indeed knew nothing, then he lifted his gaze, his brown-gold eyes flickering with purple brilliance.

He began to delve deeper into the undead’s soul, searching for her more profound memories.

Soon, he encountered some memory voids.

These voids were very evident, as if forcibly torn from this part of the soul, not as neat and beautiful as the memory voids left by the Death God Priests He Ao previously encountered.

The source of these memory voids seems different from those left by the Death God Priests. This way resembles an effect formed by operations imposed on the undead’s soul after her death.

Moreover, it was a crude, unskillful operation.

Like forcefully tearing a clean, tidy piece of paper, leaving behind a jagged, fragmented gap.

This matter was handled sloppily.

As someone with some attainments in memory, He Ao felt this was a waste of resources.

However, the forcibly torn part of the memory should be the one held by the undead about where ’Hawke’s’ Talent Sequence problem lies.

So this undead can’t remember what exactly is wrong with Hawke’s Talent Sequence.

He shook his head, continuing to search deeper into the memories.

But memories are such that if they existed once, there’s a high chance they leave traces.

The person who tore those memories was clearly not highly skilled in memory manipulation, unable to erase them completely, possibly leaving some clues elsewhere.

This undead, or rather the black market trader Morolin, since she could clearly point out the problem with Hawke’s Talent Sequence, shows she had accurate information and evidence.

And this information and evidence have origins, inevitably leaving traces in the memories.

However, He Ao soon encountered a second issue.

The undead’s soul was already incomplete.

Those who made Morolin into an undead did protect most of Morolin’s soul.

But this couldn’t stop the dissipation of Morolin’s soul itself.

Undead Magic can only slow the rate of soul dissipation, not prevent it.

As the soul dissipated, some memories naturally got erased.

Those forcibly torn, trace-leaving memories were even more prone to dissipate.

Five years have passed, and these fragmented memories have almost vanished.

Even as He Ao searched carefully, he found nothing similar in the memories.

Ultimately, he found a piece of ’clue’ in some older memories.

In a vague, nearly dissipating memory, Morolin seemed to repeatedly recall the term ’Wilderness Wanderer’.

This might be the initial clue.

He Ao delved into Morolin’s memory, searching for any memories related to Wilderness Wanderer.

But as a black market trader, coming into contact with Wilderness Wanderers was almost inevitable, and Morolin’s memories had numerous occurrences involving them.

Only when she secluded herself in Limen City did the memories related to Wilderness Wanderer become scarce, allowing He Ao to lock onto this term.

After brief contemplation, He Ao moved the timeline back to about fourteen years ago, when ’Hawke’ was acquiring Hell Manager materials.

At that time, Morolin was active in the central-western regions of the Federation.

These memories, due to their age, were starting to blur, but He Ao could roughly feel that Morolin always held a tense yet excited attitude during this time.

Also, during this period, some ’voids’ appeared in her memories, which were much neater than the jagged voids earlier, like neat circles carved into paper with a round-shaped punch.

These memory voids were similar to those left by the Death God Priests.

It seems during this period of memory, Morolin already obtained the Hell Manager’s Talent Sequence.

He Ao continued pushing the timeline ahead, this time directly searching for Morolin’s memory voids, reaching back to about sixteen years ago, which was two years before Hawke and Morolin’s transaction.

He found Morolin’s first memory void.

However, the memories surrounding this void were even blurrier, nearly devoid of any useful information.

During that time, Morolin was active in the eastern Federation, near Dawn City, interacting with dawn-related Transcendents, yet she hadn’t even advanced to C-level, merely a lowly known figure.

She could only make a living on the outskirts of wilderness and disorderly districts between cities.

Even the young Christos was more renowned than her back then.

After some brief consideration, He Ao started pulling the memory back.

If he were that manipulative Higher Being, he would not leave the first memory trace right when the target first sees him.

Instead, he would push back logically, erasing some memories, misleading potential investigators with the ability to examine memories.

The real beginning of Morolin’s problems was probably when she started to gain fame.

A small figure, suddenly becoming a big shot, most likely encountered some ’patron’ and stroke some luck.

And this ’patron’ might be the one who changed everything.

Additionally, this ’growth’ experience is unlikely to be erased.

Because if Morolin couldn’t even remember her own rise to fame, it would easily arouse the suspicion of someone like ’Hawke’, who had been in the Extraordinary World for decades.

Soon, He Ao approximately found the time when Morolin started to rise in fame.

About fifteen years ago, due to some erased reasons, she arrived in the Western Federation and worked as a black market merchant in the Midwestern wilderness.

During this time, she seemed to always find good materials that others couldn’t, and then sell them.

In her memory, this seemed to be her ’luck’. She excelled at hiding in corners, spying on Transcendents’ fights, and then picking up items when both parties were exhausted.

However, in reality, these experiences only occupied a small part of her memory, while most of her memory regarding the source of her materials was actually blank.

It was also during this period that she gathered the secret formula and main materials for ’Talent Sequence 87: Record Master’, and successfully got promoted to C-level.

This promotion memory was complete, and collecting these secret formulas and materials was indeed Morolin’s own capability.

After she got promoted to C-level, her memories began to have some frequent blanks.

It was also during that time that her fame was at its peak, as she started to reveal herself in the black market under various identities.

Naturally, she also encountered many people coveting her, but she always managed to escape danger.

Of course, most of the process of escaping danger was just blank memory.

Honestly, during that time there were large expanses of blank areas in her memory, but with the ability of a Record Master, it was surprising that she only realized the problem many years later, leaving He Ao somewhat bewildered.

However, during that time, she was most likely under the long-term influence of that behind-the-scenes Higher Being, and being unaware was normal.

Previously during the Copy World, He Ao was also watched by those concealed eyes until he discovered it at the very end.

This segment of memory indeed had issues, but there were too many timelines and problematic areas, making it difficult for He Ao to pinpoint the issue for a moment.

But upon brief consideration, He Ao locked the timeline to the three months before Morolin’s transaction with Hawke.

Throughout the entire process, Morolin was quite high-profile, which brought about a lot of unnecessary troubles, some of which were probably resolved by the Church of the Grim Reaper behind her.

However, if she wasn’t so high-profile, making herself famous quickly, Hawke wouldn’t have noticed her, let alone trusted her goods.

Hence, this high-profile behavior might also have been intentionally guided by the presence behind the scenes.

But this high-profile behavior would also bring a problem, which is that it’s very likely that the good stuff in Morolin’s hands would be lost.

In Hawke’s memory, the transaction with Morolin was done hand in hand, which indicates that at the time of the transaction, the ’Hell Manager’ was already in Morolin’s possession.

Thus, most likely, when she got the Hell Manager Talent Sequence, it was very close to the transaction time.

He Ao quickly searched Morolin’s memory from the three months before the transaction, and these memories were also quite normal, with Morolin running around, mostly active in the Midwest, but her position was not fixed, and her memory was also filled with large blanks.

But He Ao also discovered an ’abnormality’.

That is, Morolin once traveled with a caravan back to the Eastern area to trade with her former business partners.

However, the transaction location wasn’t near the previously active Dawn City, but rather in the wilderness near Ains.

Strictly speaking, between Ains and Dawn City but closer to Ains.

Seeing this, He Ao quickly searched all of Morolin’s ’growth period’ memories.

He found that Morolin often ran this route. Although the caravans varied each time and the transaction objects differed, they would always return close to Ains.

Her former ’transaction objects’ in Dawn City seemed to have all moved near Ains all of a sudden.

And each time, she would stay here for several days.

He Ao quickly extracted the destinations from her memory, then raised his wristband, inputting them into it, and included the length of stays in various locations.

Soon, a projected map appeared in He Ao’s field of view, and Eve marked all these places on the map, assigning weight based on stay duration to draw an action map according to the action radius.

An area where all action maps roughly intersect appeared in He Ao’s field of view.

That area was near Ains, but rather than a small city, it was an expanse of wilderness.

The wilds outside Ains City.

Subsequently, two shining lights emerged within the wilderness.

These were two Wanderer Camps within that area.

One large, one small.

He Ao raised his gaze, looking towards the lower right corner of the map.

Limen City lay there.

From Limen City, it was very close to go to that wilderness marked on the map.

He Ao withdrew his hand, glancing at the undead hanging upside down in front of him.

’Did Morolin choose to hide in ’Limen City’ for her own reasons?’

"Hungry——" And at that moment, the undead also opened its mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and looked at He Ao, "I’m hungry——"

In that instant, even though He Ao roughly scanned through Morolin’s memory, for the undead, it was only a brief moment of interaction.

He Ao raised his hand, flames surged from it, enveloping the undead.

Then he lifted his head, looking at the window behind him.

This window was roughly facing northwest.

That was precisely in the direction of Ains.

······

Sitting on the ground, Nasha hugged her head, got up from the floor, and looked at the empty room before her.

Everything just now seemed like a dream.

The white-haired elderly had already disappeared.

——

Wilderness Wanderer Camp

Sunlight illuminated the firmament above, and He Ao raised his head, looking at the sporadic stone houses ahead.

The coming and going crowd passed by him.

And at the far end of his field of view, a cargo truck was parked there.

That was a small, short-distance wilderness transport truck, without any emblems on it.

Just like that, quietly parked there.