In the director's office deep inside the Special Operations Bureau building in Boundary City, Baili Qing let out a soft breath. Then, rubbing the thigh she had just slammed against the desk, she rose and walked over to the broad floor-to-ceiling window.
The invisible mist outside, almost substantial in appearance, began to flow in an instant. Under her gaze, it shifted into all kinds of scenes. Most were images Xu Jiali had captured on Garrison-3, including the surface sampling operations and the "Crystal Corpse Heart" deep underground. The rest were scenes reassembled in the depths of her consciousness. All sorts of information about the "Star Proliferation Body," along with the intelligence just transmitted from the Feather Star Domain, had gathered in her mind, weaving together, deducing, and transforming into the various "possibilities" that awaited that planet.
Giant crystalline structures surged out from the depths of the planet. Crystal clusters blossomed like flowers across the torn-open crust. A colossal Ascension Body drilled out of the planet. Uncontrolled crystalline matter grew wildly after losing its "core." Cities were swallowed by crystal, and hundreds of millions drowned in a dream where a planet bloomed as it broke free of its shell...
The flowing mist roiled and rose. The scenes within it repeatedly reassembled and vanished. After a long while, the mist finally settled, and a pair of pale gray eyes appeared deep within it.
"Sister," those eyes quietly watched Baili Qing. "Trying to deduce infinite possibilities from the limited information available on the Dark Angel is meaningless—not to mention that the variable this time is 'Yu Sheng.'"
Baili Qing let out a soft breath. "I know."
"What are you thinking about now?"
Baili Qing was silent for a moment, then tugged at the corner of her mouth. "Mainly, I've slightly recovered the feeling