Sister Ji fell into thought, but soon came back to her senses.
As one of the few players who knew her own identity, she had always had a vague understanding of the false world offline.
This was a false world!
But if the offline world was false, did that mean the online world was real?
She needed to get the answer she wanted from Mr. G.
Gao Gong saw what she was thinking. With a flash, he appeared in front of her and pressed his index finger to the center of her brow.
At the instant of contact, there was no sound, nor any burst of light.
Yet Sister Ji's consciousness seemed to be cast into a singularity without time or space—not even something that could be called "nothing."
Then—
Boom!
A silent "explosion" erupted in the deepest reaches of her soul.
It was not merely an eruption of matter and energy, but a frenzy of information, a spurt of possibilities, and the collapse and reconstruction of logic. Countless embryonic universes were born before her "eyes" in an instant, expanding, evolving, and heading toward extinction, only to be replaced by new "explosions" in the next Planck interval.
This was not an image or an illusion, but a torrent washing over her with something more direct than reality itself—the "origin."
What she experienced was an illusory yet, on some level, absolutely real—"the Big Bang of the universe." Every question, every falsehood and truth, was torn apart into the most basic fragments of concepts within this creation-like torrent of information.
No one knew how much time had passed. When Sister Ji finally came back to her senses, she spread her hand, and an illusory "universe plane" appeared.
"Is this the legendary universe plane?" she asked in astonishment.
Although her understanding of universe