The discussion about dreams and whether Luo Chuan was truly human came to a temporary end.
Mainly because, based on the information they had, there was little point in continuing the discussion. It would only be a futile waste of time.
"Luo Chuan, do you want something to drink?"
"I am a little thirsty."
"Mm, I'll go prepare something."
Yao Ziyan got up, slipped on her slippers, and left the room.
Luo Chuan watched her leave. Once the door closed, he flung himself heavily onto the bed in a sprawled-out shape.
Perhaps because he had only just entered a dream, he did not feel sleepy in the slightest.
Luo Chuan looked at the snow-white ceiling. The Origin Crystal lamp cast a soft, bright glow that illuminated the entire room.
He simply lay there quietly.
"Hey, System."
Luo Chuan called out loud, not in his mind but in reality. After all, he was the only one in the room right now, so there was nothing to worry about.
"What is it, Boss?"
The System's response was as swift as ever. Its voice was calm and steady, always bringing a sense of reassurance when heard.
"You knew about what just happened, didn't you?"
Luo Chuan raised an arm and half-squinted as he watched the light pass through the gaps between his fingers. The intangible light seemed to take on a tangible shape at that moment.
The System fell silent and did not immediately answer Luo Chuan's question.
Luo Chuan did not mind. He raised another question instead. "The form I took in the dream should have been more or less what Little Yan described, right?"
The System still did not respond, as though waiting for Luo Chuan to finish speaking.
After a brief pause, Luo Chuan voiced the final question in his