Qu Jianlei could think of what others could think of; he could anticipate what kind of judgment his treatment might draw.
The example was right there in plain sight. Back when he had successfully reached the Out-of-Body Realm in another world, how many jaws had he dropped?
After his breakthrough, what others cared about more might have been how many resources he had piled up before taking that crucial step.
Of course, his teammates would also think about how great a risk he had faced when he made that choice back then.
But what about the rest?
Throughout the entire process, how many people could imagine the ever-increasing pressure he had endured?
At one point, his mind had grown so muddled that he could almost no longer control himself, and he had come within a hair's breadth of collapse. Who could understand that?
His will, six senses, body, and everything else had been operating madly, comprehensively, and without pause from the very beginning.
That kind of high-intensity overclocked work had run from start to finish, while he still had to keep his mind clear, catch inspiration, and gain insights...
The torment involved was not something he could appropriately bring up on his own—because this had been his own choice!
So Qu Jianlei felt it would be best to first explore on his own and figure out what exactly had happened.
At the same time, however, he contacted Big Head Butterfly and had it communicate with the outside world to find out whether anything abnormal had appeared.
Logically speaking, with arrangements like this, there should not have been any problems. Every aspect had been taken into account.
Of course, when Xiao Hu contacted the Spider Grand Monarch, the results were not just a little dependent on chance.
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