The Red Flower Demon was deeply moved by the sight and reminisced about the past.
They were just preparing to head back and turn in the quest when they heard a surprised female voice.
"Eh, it's you two."
The two looked up and saw a nebula vortex made of billions upon billions of pulsating, flowing points of light. It seemed to have just flown out of a spatial passage. It was neither corporeal nor illusory.
Within seconds, it evolved into a bespectacled woman.
She pushed up her glasses one last time, and the remaining starlight was drawn into the lenses.
"It's you, pp."
Seeing an old acquaintance, the two of them brightened.
As the faction's area of activity grew larger and larger, players had fewer and fewer chances to interact.
Not seeing each other for several years was perfectly normal.
Of course, that didn't stop them from chatting merrily online.
"You came at just the right time. I can turn in the quest to you. Remember to give me a good review."
The Red Flower Demon directly sent over the faction quest. The leader of pp glanced at it, then casually pasted in a standard five-star review template.
She was clearly an old hand.
"Why are you here? Weren't you monitoring the Dark Star Network?" I Am Musclebound asked.
Ever since the Star Network had run into trouble, the information channels and virtual network it had occupied had all been shut down.
Through information monitoring, more and more traces of "evil god aura" and "abyssal wailing" could be detected.
This polluted information had even spread outward through the virtual network, contaminating the outside world.
Quite a few cyber hackers had evolved higher-level "information viruses" by capturing this kind of information, even advancing them to the fourth tier.
Many elite members