In reality, the conference room on the top floor of Gemini Tower.
Liu Di slowly opened his eyes.
He raised his hands and lightly clenched his fists.
Then, through the glass window, he quietly gazed at Sea City's nightscape. To one side, an open window let in the faintly cool night breeze, gently stirring Liu Di's hair.
Suddenly.
Liu Di said, "Not bad."
The air was silent.
Liu Di seemed to be talking to himself.
At that moment, someone slowly emerged from the shadows of the room—a bald man with sixteen brain-computer interfaces, his gaze gloomy.
Without turning around, Liu Di said calmly, "You can simulate the world behind my back? Fine. Even now, I still haven't left the Metaverse."
Luol's voice was low. "How did you find out?"
Liu Di chuckled. "Even I don't know what that High-Dimensional Virus is. You have even less chance of imagining it, much less simulating it."
At that moment.
The skin on Liu Di's arm looked normal.
Luol froze.
Then Liu Di slowly turned around, purple light flickering in his right eye. "You're dead."
With that.
Liu Di vanished into thin air once more.
The instant he woke again, his face darkened. He turned and headed to the rooftop, then leaped into the air and disappeared into the night sky.
Five kilometers away.
The side wall of a satellite launch base disguised as an apartment building exploded.
Inside.
Luol stood amid a pile of equipment, brain-computer interface cables connected to his head. He suddenly opened his eyes, terror filling them.
The man in the white shirt arrived in an instant, purple light flashing in his right eye, and threw a straight punch at Luol's head!
Boom!
Luol's body flew backward, smashing through layer after layer of floorboards!
Only those Brain Realm interface cables