"No one ever seemed smaller, or"
"Greater, than when walking in space."
Above the nebulae, Liu Di stopped and gazed into the distance. His eyes had never seen so far.
He had once been proud and arrogant, once strategized from afar, once been domineering and overbearing.
But never before had he felt such reverence, such ignorance.
He glanced at his hands.
Have I truly reached the center of the Milky Way Galaxy?
Or has only my consciousness come here?
And perhaps anyone's consciousness can come here, as long as they meditate on it.
How incredible.
The human body was exceedingly frail, not even comparable to cosmic dust, yet consciousness was immensely vast!
His mind was full of questions.
Liu Zhengqing had given him no answers, only a goal.
He had fallen for his scheme again.
Liu Di turned around, but the Brain Realm continent was already nowhere to be seen.
Before he knew it, Liu Zhengqing had once again led his consciousness wandering thousands of miles away.
He said he was giving me the Brain Realm. How exactly was he giving it to me?
At that moment.
Liu Di felt everything before him turn illusory.
The white mist suddenly dispersed, revealing a tiled floor, rows of bookshelves, that old-fashioned desk, that lamp, and piles of books stacked like mountains.
In an instant, Liu Di had returned to T9, still seated in that chair. Everything was unchanged, except the figure in the white lab coat had vanished, as though he would never return.
At the same time.
The entire Brain Realm began to rumble and shake.
Across the T1-T8 Zones, residents everywhere, regardless of where they were or what they were doing, felt it. An inexplicable unease stirred in their hearts.
They walked outside in astonishment and raised their heads in