Death Game: Starting as a fraudster, pretending to be a god.

Chapter 1513 The Terrifying God of Oblivion

Because Lin Yu had experienced too many similar things and even possessed related abilities himself, he was well aware that there were many types of methods to "interfere" with memories and cognition.

As Lin Yu continued to experience this "forgetting" activating repeatedly, he realized...

This power from authority feels very similar to what Old Zheng set up around the mental hospital back then...

They could almost be said to be of the same origin and species—only compared to Lao Zheng's arrangements, these "forgettings" occurred more frequently and with fewer restrictions.

Upon hearing his boss's question, Lao Zheng immediately began to think.

"Now that you mention it, it does seem a bit like..."

Lin Yu asked, "So, what exactly is the principle behind the 'forgetting' mechanism you set up back then?"

Upon hearing Lin Yu's question, Old Zheng immediately replied, "I used 'mental power' to materialize and then... uh... and... Kirishima... Kirishima... some local..."

At this point, Lao Zheng's thoughts suddenly became difficult to process.

He suddenly realized something.

“Boss, I used the ‘forgetting’ mechanism around the ‘asylum’ as the boundary of the entire ‘asylum’. This could prevent the people inside from leaving and also prevent the ‘asylum’ from being observed by some higher being to the greatest extent possible.”

"But... I seem to have 'forgotten' how I acquired the ability to construct the core part of this mechanism!"

Lin Yu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the feedback from Lao Zheng's mental energy.

“What we can now confirm from the ‘central authority’ of the ‘Gray Zone’ is that this power of ‘forgetting’ comes from the authority of a certain god.”

"So, it seems that you made a deal with a god and acquired this ability, but because of that god's characteristics or the requirements of making a deal with Him... you forgot all about it after the deal was made."

Lin Yu analyzed, and Lao Zheng agreed with Lin Yu's analysis.

“I think so too… After I acquired this ability, I always thought that I had discovered and was utilizing some kind of natural mechanism that existed on the island of Kirishima at that time,” Old Zheng paused here, “but after realizing this, I realized that I must have had my memories altered by some kind of force—because even if it really was a natural mechanism, as a ‘scholar’ who had been operating on that island for so long, it was impossible that I had not tried to study the reason for the existence and working principle of this ‘natural forgetting mechanism’.”

"But I really don't know... That's enough to explain the problem—there must be some force interfering with what I did, or perhaps I 'knew' the principle from the beginning but just forgot it, so I subconsciously never studied it."

Old Zheng said earnestly.

Although it was a memory from a long time ago, this kind of memory that was forgotten due to external interference is like taking a few pieces out of a complete puzzle—even if you can't see the original appearance clearly, you can still deduce the general content from the surrounding "outlines".

Of course, this is only the general outline.

As Lin Yu and Lao Zheng analyzed the situation, they vaguely felt very uncomfortable, as if they had missed a crucial part or a key clue.

Moreover, it was something that was almost obvious, something that I hadn't even noticed.

Lin Yu's feelings were particularly strong after Lao Zheng finished speaking.

This made him feel like he had a fishbone stuck in his throat—Lin Yu felt as if an invisible hand was gripping a certain part of his brain.

This uncomfortable feeling constantly prompted Lin Yu to think.

"Where did I go wrong...? Everything was going so smoothly..."

"My senses are telling me that I've been ignoring something very simple."

"Old Zheng's words lead us to the conclusion that this deity comes from Kirishima... and the 'authority' He wields is most likely 'forgetfulness'..."

"so……"

The more Lin Yu thought about it, the more difficult it seemed, like the feeling of being just one step away from solving a difficult math problem as a child, but just not being able to find the key point.

He even had a clue, but he himself didn't know exactly what that "clue" was.

During this thought process, Lin Yu experienced physical dizziness and had a strong urge to crush his soul and slam his head against a hard object.

But Lin Yu restrained this self-destructive impulse that made thinking meaningless.

He remembered the advice the guy who was helping him with his homework had given him when he couldn't solve a math problem.

"Although it's a well-worn problem-solving technique, if you really can't solve it... it's better to forget all your existing problem-solving approaches and start working on the problem again."

He took three deep breaths and calmed down completely.

"Old Zheng, use the [Dream Box] to extract all our memories of the 'madhouse' and our memories of the last fifteen minutes."

"Understood, boss."

Old Zheng listened to Lin Yu's words and did as he was told.

Lin Yu stored all the memories extracted from the Dream Box into the Ancient Notes, and then he gave Old Zheng an instruction.

"After about two minutes, or more precisely one hundred and five seconds, all the information was re-entered into my consciousness."

After Lin Yu finished speaking to Lao Zheng...

Next, he severed the connection between himself and the Ancient Notebook, and then erased all the "memory information" that had been etched into his body and constantly reminded him through stinging pain.

Lin Yu gave up resisting "forgetting".

And after he did this, according to the frequency Lin Yu estimated...

About seven seconds later, he began to forget some things.

A blank expression appeared on his face.

Where am I?

Before he could even figure out the answer to this question, Lin Yu immediately forgot even more things.

What was I doing again?

Who are these people around us?

"Is this a [dungeon]? What are the conditions for clearing it again?"

"What world is this?"

"Wait... why am I thinking about 'which world is this'? Do I have the ability to travel between worlds?"

"I seem to be a 'player' in a 'death game'... but what does that mean?"

How old am I this year?

"This is where?"

"Who am I...?"

As Lin Yu forgets more and more, his memories and soul are becoming increasingly pure.

then……

Looking at the vast fog, the black thorns, and the extraordinary-looking people in the distance, Lin Yu could hardly tell who was who.

He felt like he knew nothing, his mind was completely blank—he couldn't even name many things within his field of vision.

For example, what are these floating, thin, translucent, grayish-white things in front of you?

As Lin Yu pondered, one minute and forty-five seconds passed, and a flood of information and memories suddenly rushed into his mind—these were the only memories he had left in his otherwise clear mind.

Kirishima, the Asylum...

And this moment is the realm of gods, an eternal prison, the authority of "forgetting"...

With the two overlapping, Lin Yu blurted out a commonality that he had overlooked but had always existed.

"Fog—it's fog!"

"The way this 'authority' takes effect is through fog!"

Lin Yu shouted, almost instinctively inscribing the information "mist" into the [Ancient Notes]!

Then...

The layer of soul fragments covering Lin Yu's soul surface collapsed!

This was an arrangement he made by imitating the second-generation "Freud" by using soul power to envelop his own soul—using about 10% of his soul fragments to form a soul fragment that simulated his entire consciousness and soul, while his own soul temporarily entered a state of dormancy until it was fully awakened when Lao Zheng manipulated the influx of memories.

Through this trick, Lin Yu achieved the effect of truly forgetting all his thoughts—he realized that the "crucial" clue he had overlooked was definitely due to the "forgetting" authority playing tricks—the other party had a priority order in influencing the information that his group would "forget".

The other party has definitely set the highest priority of "forgetting" the most crucial and important clues!

This is why I feel uncomfortable—because I am aware of what I am ignoring, but I cannot break through the limitations imposed by the power of authority.

Because it was completely "forgotten" and "ignored" from the very beginning, it was impossible for it to be engraved into the [Ancient Notes].

and so……

The only way Lin Yu could think of to break the deadlock was...

Just forget everything—that way, all information will gradually approach the same priority while being "completely forgotten."

In the instant when he has forgotten most of the things, he can notice what the other person most wants to hide.

At this moment, Lin Yu found out...

It was the fog that had been lingering in front of them, a fog that had appeared out of nowhere!

That kind of grayish-white, old-fashioned fog is everywhere in the Kirishima region, but no one has ever noticed it or thought about why it exists.

At this moment, Lin Yu finally realized this...

"This is how the 'authority of oblivion' takes effect; it is an extension of this authority!"

And it was only when Lin Yu noticed these mists, and hadn't forgotten about them...

He suddenly noticed a figure.

Just as he had previously forgotten about the fog, he had also noticed the figure all along, but had also "ignored" and "forgotten" its existence.

When he was able to observe and perceive the mist, he naturally became aware of the figure's presence.

He was a pale-faced man, wearing an old brown-black jacket, with disheveled hair and a crumpled cigarette dangling from his lips.

He pulled out a box of matches from the cuff of his jacket—but the hand holding the matches was not a human "hand," but some kind of slippery, tiny tentacle.

The match was lit, and the cigarette tobacco, licked red by the flame, emitted new smoke that hit Lin Yu's face.

Lin Yu then belatedly realized...

He subconsciously overlooked the distance between himself and the man.

At this moment...

Standing less than 30 centimeters to his side, the man kept staring intently at his profile.

And it seems that... he's been here ever since the thorns started rising.

No... that's not all.

This was only the time the other person stood beside me.

Yes, Lin Yu remembered.

And the last time too.

Confirming the memories re-entered through the Dream Box, Lin Yu discovered that in the previous "Instance" of "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest," within his own memories...

This guy was there the whole time!

He was always within twenty centimeters of me, standing beside my face, hidden in the thin mist... watching my every move!

Lin Yu turned his head and met the other person's gaze without flinching, seeing their bloodshot eyes.

"You finally... found me."