Zhong Man exclaimed in unconscious admiration, even feeling somewhat moved. It might not have been because of Raven, but more because of this nearly perfect experience of her own.
It wasn't as though she had never experienced Virtual Reality games. She had even been Lost in those worlds that looked real enough to fool the eye, yet never had she been guided and drawn along as she was today, finding new pleasures and a sense of accomplishment in the most ordinary details, like breathing and enunciation.
How on earth had this been done?
Zhong Man found her thoughts gradually becoming more active.
One important reason was the video itself. More seemingly meaningless descriptive elements had begun to appear, slowing its pace.
Yet that was just right, giving Zhong Man, who had been constantly washed over by unfamiliar new experiences, room to catch her breath.
Zhong Man believed that many people, like her, would become increasingly engrossed the deeper they sank into it.
Aside from the marvelous resonance Raven brought about, the brother suspected of being a "Vampire," the one named Ronan, had also begun to draw Zhong Man's attention.
In Zhong Man's view, Ronan in the video actually served as a metronome. As long as he was there, he was always the focal point of Raven's gaze. Everything else was peripheral, passing in fleeting glimpses.
If not for the breathing resonance that had always blurred the boundary between herself and Raven, Zhong Man would almost have thought this Duck Voice Boy was the protagonist of the video.
In the video, Ronan leaned against a workbench, picked up a mechanical Armored Bracer from it, and slipped it onto his hand. He kept flexing and adjusting it, as if he were also tuning his own train of thought and phrasing.
That "legendary"