Wu Pifu silently gazed at the powered-down androids before him.
At nine o’clock in the evening, all the androids had obediently shut down as instructed.
Twelve hours later, they would power back up, and then he could activate this spaceship and depart from Earth.
Although it had been proven that shutting down effectively prevented the androids from being affected by the Loss Pollution, Wu Pifu still felt uneasy deep inside.
He constantly had the nagging feeling that something was about to happen.
So every ten minutes, he patrolled through the entire cabin, making sure all the androids remained safe and unharmed.
Yet Wu Pifu had no way of knowing if someone among them had vanished.
Just like the three who had disappeared before, he had absolutely no memory of it.
This was utterly incredible to Wu Pifu.
With his current mastery of martial arts, as long as he had a memory, he would never forget it.
The “clear mind and sharp sight” state was exactly his present condition.
Once he had seen something, he would never forget it.
It was a divine clarity brought about by reaching the highest realms of martial cultivation.
But when facing the Loss Pollution, even such legendary martial realms were insignificant.
Forgetting happened regardless.