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Logically speaking, she shouldn't have known so much about zombies, carcass servants, or corpse poison. Although she had seen them before, seeing them did not mean she could cure the poison, but she just knew those things, and knew them crystal clear. Memories like these emerged from time to time, but... they were always just fragmented pieces, unable to form a complete memory, leaving her with a deep-seated doubt about who she really was.
"Tell me, who was I before?"
"A good person," Ake began cracking sunflower seeds again. After hearing Xingxing's question, he looked up with a smile, "A good person."
"You just know how to flatter me," Xingxing also smiled and poked Ake's forehead, "You're a liar too."
While they were talking, the old lady hurried back, clutching a chicken in her hands. The chicken appeared to be a Shandong Honyu, large and imposing, especially its bright red comb, standing straight up, looking exceptionally spirited.
