Zhou Liu on the side noticed Qi Xia’s abnormality and walked forward with a hint of concern, asking: “Tsk, Qi Xia, are you alright?”

Qi Xia covered his forehead and turned his head with a cold expression to look at her: “I… have a bit of a headache.”

“Headache…?” Qiu Sixteen and Luo Shiyi on the side also looked in Qi Xia’s direction. “Are you injured?”

“I’m fine.” Qi Xia shook his head and asked Zhou Liu not far away, “Originally I thought something was blocking my thinking, but now I suspect something has grown in my brain…”

“This…” Bai Jiu looked at Qi Xia with some worry. “You didn’t have a disease like a brain tumor before coming here, did you?”

“Brain tumor…?” Qi Xia was startled at first, but quickly knew this was complete nonsense. Although he didn’t preserve many memories in the “Land of the End,” his memories from the real world hadn’t disappeared. He had never had a brain disease, so how could he possibly have a brain tumor?

He changed the subject and looked at Zhou Liu: “Zhou Liu, does Qian Wu’s life-saving ability have any limitations?”

“Tsk, what?”

Qi Xia paused and asked: “If we cut open my skull now… could he save me?”

The several people beside him felt somewhat puzzled hearing what Qi Xia said. The current situation was already chaotic enough with quite a few injured people, yet Qi Xia wanted to cut open his own skull at this time?

“Why would you do that?” Bai Jiu blinked and asked. “Why would you cut open your own perfectly fine skull?”

“Didn’t I just say? I feel there’s something in my brain…” Qi Xia answered truthfully. “I want you all to help me cut open my skull… take out my brain and let me see what’s there.”

Zhou Liu and Bai Jiu looked at each other, feeling that Qi Xia seemed to have gone a bit mad.

“Tsk, this is very difficult to do.” Zhou Liu said. “Fifth Brother’s ability isn’t as powerful as you imagine, and you’ll die the moment your skull is cut open. No one can save you.”

“So that’s how it is…” Qi Xia’s gaze gradually grew cold. “What a pity… I really want to see it with my own eyes, to see what exactly in my brain has been hurting all this time…”

“I…” Qi Xia suddenly thought of something. “You’re saying… if I want to know what exactly is wrong with my brain, it’s best to find a ‘neurosurgeon’…”

“If you know a ‘neurosurgeon,’ that would naturally be best.” Bai Jiu smiled and nodded. “As long as you die first, then have the neurosurgeon dissect your brain, wouldn’t everything become clear? He can write down notes or preserve his memory to tell you.”

Qi Xia thought carefully. To dissect his own brain, he would have to give up this life no matter what.

If he wanted to seek an answer, he could only wait for the next cycle.

“In that case… the best method would be to go find Doctor Zhao before the ‘End’ arrives on the tenth day and have him do me this favor…” Qi Xia muttered to himself. “What kind of coincidence is this…? Among the ten people in the starting room, there just happens to be one person who is a ‘neurosurgeon’…”

Qi Xia narrowed his eyes and carefully pondered the current situation. Doctor Zhao had always been at “Heaven’s Mouth.” Although he was rather timid as a person, his “Echo” ability was quite good, so there was a probability he’d been recruited by Chu Tianqiu. If he really joined “Heaven’s Mouth,” would there still be a possibility of cooperation with himself?

“How troublesome…” Qi Xia gradually released his hand covering his forehead. The headache from earlier had gradually disappeared. Everyone looked carefully at his expression—now only an ice-cold and desperate look remained. “This godforsaken place… why are there so many things I need to do…?”

He felt somewhat puzzled in his heart. Could it be that once the entire “Land of the End” lost him, all the “Participants” would be like rabbits caught by hunters, desperately kicking their legs and announcing their surrender?

Were “strong people” really this rare?

As his thoughts drifted here, three characters surfaced in Qi Xia’s mind.

Wen Qiaoyun.

According to what Earth-Horse said, this woman called Wen Qiaoyun was very powerful, but she seemed to be failing—always failing.

Such a powerful person, yet he had never heard of her in the Land of the End. Wasn’t this too strange?

But thinking carefully, hadn’t he himself also been constantly failing?

“Someone… as strong as me?” Qi Xia keenly narrowed his eyes, feeling this proposition was hard to establish. If there really was such a powerful person who had been active in the “Land of the End” all along, she would at least be a leader of one faction. Yet whether it was Qian Wu, Chu Tianqiu, Lin Qin, Chen Junnan, or other people who possessed memories, no one had mentioned Wen Qiaoyun.

If Wen Qiaoyun was even more powerful than himself, that meant she was crazy enough, or else it would be hard to imagine a woman with a clear mind and normal thinking would make him convinced.

But if she was crazier than himself, crazier than Chu Tianqiu, then she would infinitely approach becoming a native and wouldn’t have such powerful abilities.

“This is ‘Catch-22 paradox’… so-called only madmen can do it, but those who do it are not madmen.”

Qi Xia quickly sorted through his thoughts. If Earth-Horse hadn’t lied, then it meant that long ago on this land there really was a very powerful woman called Wen Qiaoyun.

But this woman hadn’t appeared for a long time, so she most likely failed—either completely gone mad or became a native, since there were now no traces of her ever appearing.

And Earth-Horse’s memory exceeded twenty years, which was enough to prove that Wen Qiaoyun’s existence was also sufficiently distant.

Making a bold guess, if everyone hadn’t lied and Wen Qiaoyun was indeed powerful, could she possibly be a leader from twenty years ago or even earlier?

Thinking of this, the corner of Qi Xia’s mouth slightly rose.

“If this woman called Wen Qiaoyun really was a leader from twenty years ago, then the situation becomes even stranger…” His gaze gradually grew contemptuous. He felt like he had found a raised thorn on an impenetrable iron plate. This thorn was the same color as the iron plate, wanting to hide itself, but was captured by Qi Xia from another angle.

Yes, as long as he could look from a different angle, he would discover this thorn was particularly conspicuous.

“Clearly more than twenty years have already passed… Earth-Horse, why do you still mention this person even now?” Qi Xia stroked his chin, extracting this hidden thorn thread by thread, completely bringing it before his eyes. “Could it be that in twenty years you haven’t seen any other strong people? Could it be you didn’t see how powerful I once was?”

Qi Xia smiled: “This is getting interesting… Earth-Horse, did you do it on purpose?”