The trance ended quickly. More precisely, Ronan came awake the instant the "trance" began:
He had fallen into an unexpected "dream."
Wei Su Yi was the "bait" that had guided him into the dream.
All right, even if Wei Su Yi was a true beauty, there was not the slightest romantic thought in Ronan's mental connection.
What had truly drawn him in were the two earlier unanswered contacts—perhaps that was precisely meant to make him form a measure of doubt and obsession.
What occupied the mind by day appeared in dreams by night.
Thus, the "dream" had been woven.
This was an extremely minimalist "Dream Theater." The elements of "set" and "play" had almost all been omitted, leaving only "characters," and even those had been embedded from outside.
So there was basically no "immersion" to speak of.
It seemed the other side did not intend to use this crude dream to trap him, either. It was only a platform for information exchange.
The problem was, Ronan was still, in essence, a practitioner of "Illusory Nightmare System Power." He had to possess absolute control over his own "dreams."
Even if the material foundation was temporarily lacking right now, he could not allow such a situation to occur on a cognitive level.
Ronan felt offended... and it was indeed dangerous.
If he had not become alert in time, the self-image appearing in the dream right now would have been his original appearance from faraway "Earth Spacetime."
Perhaps his "dream interactions" with that side would have been exposed as well.
Once exposed, it would truly be fatal!
It was almost as if someone had stabbed a blade right into his vital point, yet Ronan showed no extra emotion.
He merely confirmed that what he displayed in this crude dream was Little Fear's "original