Nothing could be judged merely by its surface. Appearances were often the easiest thing to deceive the heart.
Like a novel with a gripping beginning that might end in a rushed, rotten finale; or an anime labeled as NTR that was actually a pure love story that utterly steamrolled the cuckold...
The Demon Emperor now understood this truth deeply once more.
He stood behind a transparent ice-crystal curtain wall. Before him lay a rather broad space, where a mountain of translucent pale-blue ice crystal stood tall.
Within the mountain, a brain was sealed away.
It truly was a brain.
Its surface was covered in crisscrossing ravine-like grooves. Beneath it were many muscular tentacles, from which a faint glow radiated, blending with the ice-crystal mountain.
"What did you say this was?"
The Demon Emperor suspected that he had misheard.
"A server." Yilu answered as if it were only natural. "Only through the network built by the servers can our minds break free from the shackles of our bodies and reach the Consciousness Realm."
"It sounds... quite distinctive." The Demon Emperor offered his assessment.
It was far stranger than Origin Mall!
Had he not seen and experienced so much, he probably would not have accepted it so easily.
And judging by what she had said, every tower should contain this sort of giant brain.
Sure enough, these mysterious races were all bizarre in their own ways.
"What do you usually do in the Consciousness Realm?" The Demon Emperor felt it necessary to learn the details.
"What do we do? Anything at all." Yilu answered matter-of-factly. "You can think of the Consciousness Realm as a special world much like reality. If you are capable enough, you can even do many things that would be absolutely impossible in the real world."
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