The Frost Queen as a Guest

For a moment, the room fell somewhat quiet.

Zhou Ming said nothing, because he felt it was better not to speak at a time like this—it would be awkward otherwise.

The Frost Queen said nothing either—she was still sprawled on the floor.

Thus, the two "people" who had nothing to say remained deadlocked for a while. The Frost Queen continued gnawing on the floor, while Zhou Ming stared at the back of her head. After roughly half a minute of this standoff, Zhou Ming finally felt that he had to say something—after all, watching a lady gnaw on the floor was hardly polite.

So he bent down and cautiously broke the silence. "...Do you need help getting up?"

What reached her ears was human language.

Lei Nuola felt the droning vibrations and overlapping noises that had constantly filled her mind suddenly collapse. Every sound became human words she could understand without deliberately trying to "listen." She reacted instantly and sprang up from the floor.

Then her head slammed into Zhou Ming's chin—this time, she did not even have time to cry out before collapsing back onto the floor.

Zhou Ming, meanwhile, saw stars from the sudden blow.

But he quickly recovered. Ignoring the stars still spinning before his eyes, he hurriedly reached out and supported the "Queen" who had fallen back down. As he helped the unfortunate woman to her feet, he spoke awkwardly. "Sorry, I was standing in the wrong place... Are you all right?"

Lei Nuola's head buzzed, yet she was clearer-headed than ever—she realized that her sanity had fully returned, while an indescribable "understanding" had just reorganized itself within her perception. She understood those layered, chaotic noises and saw another form of this "nest."

She saw the floor, tables and chairs, and other strange, unfamiliar furnishings—many things