I, a Mental Patient, Was Chosen to Participate in AnalogHorror-Chapter 662 - 620: Cleared! [The End—Flowers Tossed in Celebration]

"What are you talking about? I killed many humans? And besides, this is our first meeting!"

Jiang Xiao's voice carried a hint of defensiveness, but mostly it was filled with confusion about his own actions.

The High Priest didn't seem to intend to give him a chance to unravel the mystery, its figure swaying in the air, as if it could vanish at any moment.

"The last time we met, you indeed killed more humans than anyone else, and your methods were extremely cruel. The entire person exuded a sense of madness, you were everyone's nightmare."

Jiang Xiao frowned deeply, his palms beginning to sweat.

As the High Priest's words fell, some fragments of memory indeed flashed through his mind.

The High Priest's voice echoed in Jiang Xiao's ears, each word like a heavy hammer striking his heart, rippling countless waves.

"I would absolutely not mistake you. When we last met, I was just an ordinary deep diver, and that was more than five hundred years ago."

"By the way, back then you were called Jiang Ren, a benevolent person, not Jiang Xiao. That's the only difference," the High Priest added.

Jiang Xiao felt an indescribable strangeness.

Five hundred years?

How could he have lived that long when in his memory he was only over twenty?

Was the gap during this period really due to him losing his memory?

His heart was racing, and the fog in his mind seemed even thicker.

He forced himself to remain calm, trying his best to make his voice sound steady.

"High Priest, I have no impression of what you're talking about at all. How could I have lived for five hundred years? And why would I have lost all my previous memories?"

The High Priest's shadow flickered in the light, seemingly pondering something, and after a moment, it slowly spoke, with a hint of helplessness in its tone.

"I don't understand why you lost your memory either, but I can be sure that you are that person. Five hundred years ago, and now, although you exhibit differently, in essence, you are the same, I could absolutely not have mistaken you."

Jiang Xiao's breathing became rapid, his hands clenched into fists, his fingertips digging into his palm, the pain bringing a slight clarity.

In his mind, those scattered memory fragments began to surface uncontrollably.

But they were all blurry, impossible to piece together into a complete picture.

At this time, Wang Dayong, Niu Jieshi, and Shi Shi also came over.

"Then, can you tell me, what kind of existence was I five hundred years ago? What did I do?"

Jiang Xiao's voice carried a hint of urgency.

The High Priest remained silent for a while, then slowly spoke.

"Five hundred years ago, you were a legendary figure in the realm of the uncanny, your power strong enough to influence the direction of the Kaidan world."

"It wasn't just the uncanny and humans; even our race of deep divers had heard of your great name."

"And your strength lived up to your fame. At that time, you managed to dive nearly forty thousand meters deep into the ocean with just the power of your physical body, and you seemed at ease doing it. That's when I met you."

By the end of this, the High Priest's face showed a look of reminiscence.

Back then, it was just a plain and ordinary deep diver.

Yet, by chance, it encountered an earth-shattering figure, a scene it could remember for a lifetime!

"Regarding your memory, I feel it might have been lost in some battle, um, I think the possibility is low because you were invincible then, no one was your match."

"I am more inclined to think you chose to forget your memories yourself, or perhaps external forces interfered with your fate."

"But anyway, you cannot escape your essence—Demon Seed."

Jiang Xiao's heart was stirred by a storm, his essence is Demon Seed?

He once was a legend in the uncanny?

Did he lose his memory by choosing to forget, or was it the work of external forces?

All these mysteries left him feeling unprecedented confusion and unease.

"Right!"

Bai Liu suddenly slapped his forehead, his eyes lighting up.

"Due to my high status, besides that encrypted file, there was also a message, roughly stating that [the Demon Seed might have grown tired of playing]."

Tired of playing?

These three words implied that if Jiang Xiao was the Demon Seed, then his memories were likely sealed by his own choice.

"Woof!"

A dog's bark drew everyone's attention.

Strange?

With so many people present, surprisingly no one noticed a dog sneak in quietly.

"Da Huang!"

Shi Shi, who couldn't understand the adults' conversation, was already nodding off, but upon seeing the dog, she immediately pounced forward.

Jiang Xiao was taken aback.

Isn't this the dog?

The one that always lay under the table eating at "Daddy, Where Are You Dead."

Jiang Xiao vaguely remembered when he cleared the game, this dog looked at him with a very human-like gaze.

"You..." Jiang Xiao pointed at the dog: "Are you also from the uncanny?"

"Nonsense!"

The dog spoke!

The dog's tone was extremely helpless, even verging on being amused and annoyed.

"No way boss? You said it yourself back then that you wanted to infiltrate the human world to see how disgusting humans truly are, and now look where that's gotten you?"

What?

Boss?

Me?

Oh, right, if I am a Demon Seed, then I am a fragment of the source of uncanny powers, naturally the boss of all things uncanny.

"Hey, what's going on? Explain in detail!"

Everyone extended their ears.

Da Huang barked helplessly, then began to tell everyone everything Jiang Xiao had experienced.