Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 381

Chapter 381: Chapter 381: Reawakened Memories

"COUGH, COUGH COUGH—"

Sylvia Lancaster coughed and wretched, almost throwing her guts up.

Simon Lancaster rushed over, patting her on the back with a worried look. "Sylvia, are you okay?"

Tears streamed down Sylvia Lancaster’s face from all the coughing. She looked up at Simon Lancaster with a pitiful expression and whimpered, "Brother, it’s not that I’m being fussy, it’s just... I really can’t stomach this sand vine cake..."

’The texture is slimy, like a slug, and filled with disgusting, glistening white insect eggs. I’d rather starve to death than eat this stuff!’

’I have no idea how Melody Summers managed to stomach this in our past life!’

’This stuff isn’t fit for human consumption!’

Seeing Sylvia’s eyes brimming with tears from her coughing fit, Simon Lancaster’s heart ached for her.

He sat down on the folding bed beside her and whispered, "Sylvia, just hang in there a little longer. In a few more months, once the torrential rains arrive, you can go to the place where you found that boulder in our past life. Then we can get that spatial artifact..."

That’s right. Simon Lancaster had also remembered his past life.

During the days he had been unconscious with a high fever, memories of his past life had flooded back to him.

When he woke up, the memories of two lifetimes merged, causing him immense headaches.

It was as if two sets of memories were constantly battling in his mind. He couldn’t distinguish between real and fake, past and present. His thoughts were in complete chaos, making it impossible to think for a moment.

Now, whenever he tried to think, a splitting headache would assault him. For the time being, he could only avoid dwelling on these chaotic matters.

’First, we have to survive. As long as we live until Sylvia gets that artifact, the Lancasters can use the magical stream inside to return to their peak, just like in our past life!’

With this in mind, Simon Lancaster said to Sylvia, "Sylvia, once we get that artifact, all our problems will fall into place. For now, you just have to endure. We only need to get through these next few months."

Listening to Simon, Sylvia nodded silently, her eyes welling with tears.

Then she threw herself into his arms, her voice tinged with grievance. "Brother, I’m so glad you transmigrated too. Otherwise, I really wouldn’t know what to do..."

"You have no idea. One day I woke up, and everything had changed... Our family lost everything, Mom and Dad don’t love me anymore, and Silas won’t even acknowledge me... *Sob, sob, sob*..."

Hearing Sylvia’s sobs, Simon felt his heart break.

He hugged her tightly, comforting her over and over. "There, there, Sylvia, don’t cry. Your brother is here now. I won’t let you be wronged again..."

Sobbing softly, Sylvia complained, "Our family is so miserable in this life, and it’s all Melody Summers’ fault! If she hadn’t snatched that apartment in The Metropolis Residences, we wouldn’t be freezing to death here... *Sob, sob, sob*... Brother, I’m so cold..."

Hearing the sobs in Sylvia’s voice, Simon Lancaster frowned deeply—

’That’s right... Why have things changed so much in this life? Why has it come to this? Why didn’t Melody Summers return to the Lancaster Family, and how did she end up buying that specific apartment in The Metropolis Residences?’

As he thought about this, a sharp pain suddenly pierced through his mind, like a dagger stabbing through his skull and scrambling his brain.

His vision blurred, and his thoughts became chaotic and fragmented. He tried to grasp the scattered pieces, but they slipped through his fingers.

Ultimately, just as before, he had to stop thinking. He closed his eyes and waited for the pain to slowly subside...

The siblings held each other in silence. For a time, neither spoke a word—one was busy crying, the other trying to soothe his headache.

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