"Skylark, your mental fluctuations were extremely intense just now. Was there any new development?"
No one cared about her safety, no one cared if she felt uncomfortable having just one head here, everyone only cared whether the experiment could succeed.
"....."
Song Zhaomei closed her eyes. Ever since the Black Wall showed abnormal data fluctuations that day, she often dreamed while sleeping, but those dreams were very blurry, and she couldn't remember anything upon waking up.
As the experiment progressed deeper, her database became more tightly connected with the Black Wall, and Song Zhaomei's dream became increasingly clear.
There were three people in that dream, one man and two women. They seemed to frequently discuss something. Every time Song Zhaomei tried to get closer to hear clearly, she encountered an invisible wall that blocked her path, preventing her from seeing or hearing anything.
And today, that man seemed to have noticed Song Zhaomei.
