Chapter 325: Blurred Memory, Cognitive Bias, the Fisherman in the Nightmare

"Impossible..."

Yang Feng's pupils shrank suddenly.

The wedding photo in his wallet made him widen his eyes. Ying Shuang turned out to be his wife.

Where is Shen Mengyao?

Where is the goddess in college?

Yang Feng felt that his brain was in chaos, as if his memory had been tampered with, and there was a large-scale deviation in his cognition.

"No!!"

"It shouldn't be like this."

Yang Feng took off his diving suit and ran hysterically towards the control room in the shocked eyes of Su Manman and Jiang Lin.

All the way, various staff members looked at Yang Feng as if they were looking at a madman, and avoided him one after another.

Bang.

A loud noise.

Yang Feng rushed into the control room, and the nearby staff retreated one after another, while the senior executives in charge of command were full of doubts.

"Yang Feng?"

"Don't be impulsive."

"Are you too tired from deep-sea exploration recently..."

A strange yet familiar man gestured with both hands to let Yang Feng calm down.

"I want to see the president."

"I want to see Ying Shuang."

Yang Feng said in a deep voice, and the people in the control room looked at each other, and some people whispered.

[Isn't Ying Shuang his wife? ]

[The president is here! ]

[Too much pressure, won't he go crazy? ]

People were talking, and the man in the center of the control room who comforted Yang Feng took a few steps forward.

"Yang Feng, have you forgotten?"

"I am the president of Yuanyang Company... Yu Sheng."

"I also attended your wedding, have you forgotten?"

President Yu Sheng whispered, and these words made Yang Feng's mind emerge with many memories.

Yes.

When he got married, President Yu Sheng also attended.

The president also gave him a big red envelope, and also spoke as a company representative at the wedding banquet.

Many memories emerged.

Yang Feng gradually recalled that his wife was Ying Shuang, and the two of them were in love and kissed passionately, and there were countless nights of hysterical madness.

Those things became clearer and clearer, and the feeling of drops of sweat rolling on the skin seemed to be just yesterday.

"President Yu Sheng..."

"What happened?"

"Super Drilling No. 3, and the 12 maintenance personnel whose lives and deaths are unknown, all disappeared mysteriously."

"And the Hailong, the two teams of sea explorers disappeared!!"

Yang Feng shook his head, everything that had just happened was vivid in his mind.

This matter was too serious. The 12 maintenance personnel plus the sea explorers added up to more than 20 people, which would inevitably cause huge public opinion.

"12 people are missing?"

"Yang Feng, where did you get the news?"

"No one is missing, the super drilling has not been completed yet!!"

Yu Sheng explained, and many memories were biased again. The initial disappearance of the maintenance personnel did not exist at all.

The most outrageous thing is that Super Drilling No. 3 is still in the construction stage and has not been completed at all.

The extraction of deep-sea oil has not yet begun.

Memory bias.

Cognitive error.

Yang Feng couldn't believe all this and loudly questioned the familiar staff on the scene.

"Have you all forgotten?"

"12 people!!"

"12 lives."

"And the explorers on the Sea Dragon were all swallowed by the giant beast!!"

Yang Feng's expression became ferocious, and his brain clearly remembered what had just happened. He was giving orders in the control room, and the oil pipeline of Super Drilling No. 3 was still broken.

The explorer on the Sea Dragon entered the deep sea for 2 hours without reply, and finally swam to the deep sea, muttering some words like gods.

Forgot.

People have all forgotten.

President Yu Sheng shook his head, approached Yang Feng, and then put his palm on his shoulder, whispering: "You are under too much pressure."

"No one is missing on the Sea Dragon."

"Aren't you the diving expert we invited?"

President Yu Sheng's words immediately stunned Yang Feng, and more memories emerged crazily.

Yes! !

I am a diving expert.

I am a highly paid sea explorer who is responsible for exploring intelligence deep under the sea.

Countless strange and familiar memories came up one after another, occupying and covering the brain's memory, blurring the facts.

There were no 12 maintenance personnel.

No sea explorer of the Sea Dragon was swallowed up.

Super Drilling No. 3 had not even been built.

[What am I thinking? ]

[What am I doing? ]

[How could those memories be so real? ]

Yang Feng covered his head and felt a splitting headache. He almost fell to the ground, and at this time two security guards took the opportunity to clamp him.

The medical staff on the ship took out a tranquilizer and injected it into Yang Feng's arm.

The drowsy feeling came quickly.

Yang Feng only felt that his eyelids were as heavy as mountains.

Gradually.

Yang Feng fell asleep slowly.

He had a dream. Everything in the dream was so real, and he was trapped on an isolated island in the dream and could not wake up for a long time.

[What is real? ]

[What is fake? ]

[Are my memories real? 】

Yang Feng felt endless confusion on that dreamy island.

Shen Mengyao was his wife.

Ying Shuang was also his wife.

Is he the general manager of the ocean-going company, or a hired sea explorer?

Or... neither! !

Memory seemed to have learned to lie, blinding Yang Feng's cognition, and the truth had been forgotten by everyone.

Hualala~

On the dreamlike and lonely path, the only unreal thing was a fisherman.

Fisherman?

So familiar.

Where have I seen him before?

On the seaside... on the deck... on the bow... or on the beach of the island.

Yang Feng looked at the fisherman, and a strong sense of familiarity filled him. He always felt that he had seen him hundreds of times, but in his memory it was the first time he met him.

Suddenly.

The fisherman turned his head.

A creepy feeling rushed to his head.

Yang Feng's back was cold, and fear filled his whole body. For a moment, he forgot how to escape.

No face! !

The fisherman actually had no face.

Its cheek seemed to be mosaiced, with only a blurred square, which looked particularly creepy.

"Wake up!!"

"Why don't you wake up!!"

The fisherman let out a trembling and piercing scream, and then swung the fishing rod, and the fishhook with a sharp light pierced Yang Feng's body directly.

"Ah~~"

Yang Feng screamed.

The fishhook was much larger than what the naked eye saw, and the sharp hook pierced through the shoulder. The pain of flesh and blood tearing was despairing.

"No...no..."

Yang Feng collapsed on the ground and screamed, while the terrifying fisherman let out an even sharper grin, stirring the fishing reel on the fishing rod, dragging him to the seaside little by little.

"No!!"

Yang Feng screamed suddenly, and the whole person sat up straight.

"Yang Feng!"

"Brother Yang!"

The concerned voice came.

Su Manman and Jiang Lin were guarding him by the bed. Yang Feng, who woke up from a nightmare, scared the two of them.

Dream?

Am I having a nightmare?