——Everything is possible. Here, in the imagined universe. Simulate, reconstruct according to your memory.
This thought whirled in Wang Qi's mind.
For a moment, he couldn't quite distinguish where these thoughts came from. Did Mi tell him? Was it his own speculation? Or, when his consciousness "arrived" here, did Mi's thoughts mix with his?
No clue at all.
Mi quietly watched her junior brother's wild thoughts, wasting time. A time flow rate of six thousand times means that one second here is an hour and forty minutes outside.
They had plenty of time.
Eventually, Wang Qi sorted out his thoughts: "So, virtual?"
Mi nodded: "Virtual."
Wang Qi shook his head: "It's useless, an illusion with disordered time perceptions isn't unprecedented, and attempts to use the Ten Thousand Immortals Illusion Realm to replace the Red Dust Heart Refining have been ongoing. Actually, Senior Sister, your idea isn't particularly unique."
