In the suburbs of Shengjing City, there was a pastry shop with a long queue.
People of all ages, from seven or eight-year-old girls to elderly ladies with loose teeth, were lining up quietly.
However, there wasn't a single man in the line.
The pastry shop's window exuded a tempting sweet aroma, but it wasn't significantly better than other shops. The unusually long queue seemed illogical.
The reason for all this was that the shop owner was a very handsome man.
With slightly curly hair tied back in a ponytail, a slightly weathered, handsome face, and a somewhat messy mustache, he was far more attractive than the "uncle" type stars on television.
Whether he was cutting pastries, packaging them, or taking money, his movements were as smooth as flowing water, and watching him work was a pure pleasure.
This was why the young women and married women in the neighborhood frequented his shop.
Due to the booming business, the pre-made pastries were quickly sold out. The shop owner glanced at the sky and said to the crowd, "Today's are all sold out. Please go home."
After he spoke, the women in line began to complain softly, but despite their complaints, they obediently went their separate ways.
The last batch of pastries came out at two in the afternoon. Selling out then closing was one of the shop's rules.
After everyone had dispersed, the shop owner began to clean. He didn't miss a single corner, even though his shop was already the cleanest on the entire street. Nevertheless, he cleaned with great diligence.
After finishing the cleaning, he pulled down the rolling shutter, sat by the shop entrance, and lit a cigarette, his figure exuding an inexplicable melancholy.
His name was Changsun Jing. He was once a well-known mercenary.
He had killed Reeves' dogs, stolen Diesel's cars, hijacked Statham's deliveries, and robbed Cruise's data. He was considered a legend in the federal mercenary community.
Later, tired of the killing, he came to Shengjing City and opened a pastry shop, living a peaceful and leisurely life.
—Or so he remembered himself to be.
Yet, he always felt that this memory had significant problems. It seemed he had forgotten something important. Although he remembered every single one of his past experiences clearly, they didn't feel quite real.
But no matter how peculiar his memories were, his skills were undeniable. Every time he held a pastry knife, he knew he could kill everyone within his sight in less than a minute!
Changsun Jing shook his head, clearing his thoughts. Regardless of what he had done before, he was now a renowned pastry chef, and he really liked this life.
"You are... Changsun Jing?"
Wen Wen, dressed in a black robe, stood beside him and asked with confusion.
This time, Wen Wen intended to recruit Changsun Jing as a Containment Officer. He was a demon hunter who had once followed the hunter 'Ice River'. He had lost his abilities due to a mistake in the Corrupted Zone. Sudan Novel Network.
The last time Wen Wen met him, he was still venting his frustration by swinging a long sword. At that time, although he was full of unwillingness, he had not given up in the slightest.
But this time, meeting him again, he had actually become a pastry chef. This didn't seem like his personality.
"You've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not the one you're looking for."
Changsun Jing flicked the ash from his cigarette, not turning to look at Wen Wen. He guessed that someone from his past had come to find him, but he had already retired from his former life.
"Do you want to return to your old life? I can help you, as long as you join our Disaster Containment Facility." Wen Wen narrowed his eyes.
"I don't want to go back to the past anymore. My current life suits me well. As for being a mercenary, anyone can do it," Changsun Jing sighed.
"Mercenary?"
Wen Wen was slightly stunned. Had he found the wrong person?
He floated in front of Changsun Jing, grabbed his chin, and examined him closely, only to find that he hadn't mistaken anyone.
Seeing the dark energy on Wen Wen, Changsun Jing's pupils dilated slightly. He finally realized that the matter was far more complex than just being a mercenary.
He quickly reached for the kitchen knife nearby, but he suddenly found that he couldn't lift it. His hand passed right through it!
"What's wrong with me? What did you do to me?"
"You really don't seem to remember. It seems there's an issue with your memory."
If Wen Wen's guess was correct, Changsun Jing's memory had likely been tampered with by a memory modifier, which was why he no longer remembered his past as a demon hunter.
Upon hearing the words "issue with your memory," a scene of him swinging his sword at a monster flashed through Changsun Jing's mind.
Then, he shook his head abruptly, looking at Wen Wen in shock, "How did you know there was a problem with my memory?"
Tens of thousands of conspiracy theories instantly flashed through his mind: perhaps his body was still frozen in a gaming pod and this was a game world, or he was originally someone important but was abducted by a mysterious organization.
However, for Wen Wen, this problem was quite easy to solve.
While a memory modifier was indeed a divine tool for ordinary people, Changsun Jing, despite losing his superpowers, was not entirely ordinary.
With a sword in hand, he could easily defeat ten Master Ye's on a difficult setting, let alone two or three. Therefore, the memory modifier had not affected him completely.
Furthermore, he was currently in a soul state, and with a little stimulation from Wen Wen, his memories could be restored.
So, Wen Wen extended a finger and lightly tapped his forehead. A surge of dark energy flowed into his mind. After intense pain, Changsun Jing remembered what had happened before.
"Now, do you remember who you are?" Wen Wen asked with a smile.
Changsun Jing looked at Wen Wen warily. When he was still a superpowered individual, he had never heard of anyone named Wen Wen.
After the incident in the Corrupted Zone, both Changsun Jing and the female sharpshooter had lost their abilities. However, the female sharpshooter had wisely retreated to the background, while Changsun Jing was completely unwilling to accept it.
He wanted to regain his abilities by fighting monsters.
His previous memories were actually correct. Before becoming a superpowered individual, Changsun Jing was indeed a legendary mercenary. Later, during a mission, he encountered a monster, and while fighting it, his abilities awakened.
In subsequent missions, Changsun Jing actively went on the offensive. Although his actions were within the rules, his disregard for his own life provoked his original companions.
So, they forcibly tied Changsun Jing up, erased his memory, and sent him here to open a pastry shop.
This was because, during casual conversations, he had told his companions that his childhood dream was to open a pastry shop…
After regaining his memory and calming his emotions, Changsun Jing immediately asked Wen Wen, "You said you could make me like I was before. Can you restore my abilities?"
If Wen Wen truly possessed such an ability, Changsun Jing was willing to pay any price!