August 25, Sunday. The "peaceful" week seemed to be drawing to a close.
When he woke that morning, Long Qi still found it hard to believe. Last night, he had even taken turns keeping watch with Fris and several others, sleeping in shifts. Yet everything had been utterly calm, so quiet he almost thought he was dreaming...
Fuck, dreaming was really not a good phrase these days!
After quickly washing up, Long Qi went outside and greeted Major Liu Fengming, who had no idea how long he had been standing motionless in the courtyard.
"How was it?"
Liu Fengming shook his head. "Everything's normal."
Then Liu Fengming asked him in return, "No 'blackout'?"
"Seems like... no." Long Qi did not sound entirely certain.
Since the night before last, Long Qi had become as jumpy as a startled bird. Even after confirming that nothing had happened all night, he still could not resist opening the news page he had set up long ago to check how the major communities that paid particularly close attention to the Dream Game had reacted after he went to sleep.
At the Demon Eye Girl Demi-Plane, people were still caught up in the excitement brought by Miss Raven's fleeting livestream appearance yesterday, unable to pull themselves free. The "Dream Game," which had been so hot lately, was not nearly as conspicuous there, making it somewhat irrelevant to Long Qi's main concerns.
Still, he had rebuilt Feng Fu yesterday and operated the camera for Raven's livestream. He was involved, after all, so he could not help flipping through a couple pages before switching over to the Internal Forum of the Ability User Association Headquarters.
Now this was more like it.
Although "Two-Thousandths Miss" still appeared on the page, most of the accompanying posts were things like these: