"What did you see?"
"I saw my mother."
Angelia's voice grew increasingly choked, as though every word bore an unbearable weight.
"Rhine Mr., may I indulge myself just a little?
I want to activate the Plan C we discarded during our discussions."
"The Advancement Emotional Fluctuation Plan? It's highly unstable.
Are you really sure?"
With the Dawn System assisting him, Su Wen had already understood exactly what she had seen.
Even he, sitting before his computer at that moment, could not help thinking of his father, his mother, and the grandfather he would never see again.
He understood her.
But Angelia's voice lowered, carrying hesitation and struggle, as though a fierce battle raged within her. She was afraid of delaying Su Wen's plans.
"What if..."
Just as she decided to stick with the original plan and abandon this risky idea—
Su Wen, who had the chance to reload, seemed to see through her thoughts and stopped her before she could continue.
"It's fine.
Don't worry. Just do what you want.
I trust Dr. Pamela. I trust you.
Angelia.
I believe in the greatest power within the human heart."
Su Wen's voice was firm and powerful.
He knew very well that what Angelia needed now was not merely a rational plan, but emotional support and trust—and he was willing to give her both without reservation.
Perhaps—
If she overcame her inner demons—
She might even advance directly to Tier Three!
After hearing his words of support, Angelia, her hand bloodied as she gripped a shard of glass, merely spoke slowly to the immense aggregation of pure consciousness before her.
"Then let me fulfill the wish little Lucia mentioned as well."
"Alright."
Su Wen's reply this time was exceedingly brief.
In truth, he had just thought of words written by Margaret Atwood: