God's Slave: Reincarnated Into an Academy of Heavenly Descendants

This time, Nolan's expression of struggle faded away as he felt the weight of Gaia's body suddenly become a thousand times heavier, rendering him unable to move an inch.

He was surprised by the sudden change as he looked into Gaia's green eyes, noticing that the playfulness in them had disappeared.

Now, they were filled with utmost seriousness and some kind of disbelief that made his heartbeat echo loudly through his body.

"Tell me, that you don't know me?" she repeated, and from her tone, Nolan could tell she was no longer joking.

This created a problem!

It seemed he ought to know her—or at least, the previous Nolan ought to.

Nut Nolan had zero idea who she was.

He couldn't find anything within his memories, even after scanning through them three times.

"I... I don't... I lost some memories. I'm sorry," he whispered back to her. He could see how she studied his face with seriousness before a smile slowly crept up on her face.

"You don't seem to be lying. How did you lose your memories?" she asked.

"Can you at least give me some breathing space?" Nolan replied, and Gaia finally realized how hard she was pressing him against the wall.

She backed off, retreating five meters away, and Nolan took a deep breath as he looked at her with disbelief.

'Just how strong is she?' Nolan couldn't help but ask the system.

[Your current strength stats point is 100, right? They all should be at least 120 in stats points, with the only exceptions being Adrian and Oliver.]

[They both should be the weakest in the group.] The system explained to Nolan, who could only suck in a deep breath.

It had to be known that the Godly Ten were also just Newcomers too. The average strength point of a Celestial heir should be around 30 max! Yet their stats point is like 120!

Just how strong were they, and how could there be such a wild difference to the rest of their classmates?"

Now he understood why they were called the Godly Ten.

Straightening his ruffled clothes, Nolan walked towards Gaia, and while it seemed he wanted to run into her, he slipped behind her as he continued on his way, returning to his seat, and laying back, preparing to doze off.

"You! What do you think you're doing?" Gaia, expecting her answers, was speechless when she saw him return to the seat, preparing to doze off.

"It seems someone is challenging my wrestling skills..." Gaia called out as she slowly walked towards Nolan, her hands reaching for him, only to stop in the air when she felt a flaming dagger pointed at her nose.

"Back off," Nolan's voice rang out as he opened one of his eyes, looking at her seriously and coldly.

He didn't find a girl wrapping around him like a snake funny or enjoyable, and it made him feel weird and unsafe—especially with someone as strong as her.

Such closeness, and one could fall to the ground dead in a blink. He might be going on a mission with them, but he didn't trust them being so close to him.

"What will you do if I don't, kill me?" Gaia said with a hmph and Nolan's eyes narrowed.

This scene reminded him of when he had met with Adrian. The godly ten just seemed to possess a special type of stubbornness that he couldn't quite grasp well.

"Go away..." Nolan repeated.

"I will leave you alone after I get my answers," Gaia said, not backing down at all.

Nolan looked at her with one opened eyeball for a while before the dagger faded back into his hand.

"I lost half my memories a couple of days ago. Don't ask how; it's an embarrassing story. There are many things I don't know—not even the cultivation stages, or the Celestial realm itself, and definitely not your face. I'm a blank sheet right now," Nolan said, and Gaia's eyes narrowed in seriousness.

She could tell Nolan wasn't joking around with her.

"So that's your answer. I don't know you. I might remember if you tell me, but I'd rather not know you," Nolan said as Gaia laughed out loud, coming to sit beside him.

"Why don't you want to know me?" she asked, her big green eyes mere inches from his one open eye.

"Because... you're not my type!" Nolan replied with a matter-of-fact tone.

"Ohh, then what is your type?"

"That's personal," he responded.

"I want to know it!" she insisted, and Nolan simply huffed in her face.

"Hmph. You're not my type either," Gaia said with a huff after seeing how Nolan didn't plan on talking.

But she saw his lips move.

"I'm blessed then..."

"What did you say?" Gaia asked, her voice high-pitched, and Nolan could swear he felt the air around him seem like a vacuum of space.

"Nothing," he replied to her, and she was about to pester him when the door opened, revealing none other than the pink-haired girl with the strange divine aura.

She had changed from her extra-long pink gown to a more casual shirt and trousers, and in her hands was a juice box from which she took sips.

Her unsettlingly calm eyes looked at Gaia, whose big eyeballs were inches from Nolan's head, and she rolled her eyes before taking a seat opposite them.

"Leave him alone, Gaia," her calm voice resounded through the living room.

"I think I want to make him my new boyfriend, Celestia. What do you think?" Gaia said as she looked at Nolan, whose second eye snapped open from shock, with a grin.

"I'm thinking about what really happened with the past five ones you had before."

"They all suddenly disappeared one by one, not a trace of them to be found at all," Celesta replied, as Nolan sat up from his seat in shock, looking from Gaia to Celestine and then back to Gaia, and then back to Celestine...

"She did what?"