As the flames reignited, "Xu Miao" quickly revealed her true form.
A moment later, Jiang Mian glanced at the dark-red, twitching ball of flesh curled up before her. When she decided it had had enough, she clapped her hands lightly.
The flames went out at once.
This thing had indeed brought her a decent payoff, especially in terms of mental feedback.
It was a little abstract. To put it another way, if her heart had been shrouded in clouds before, now the clouds had parted and the sun had come out, granting her a rare clear day.
Even in her dreams, she was exceptionally clear-headed.
No, that wasn't quite right.
This couldn't really be called a dream. It was some kind of consciousness space,
seemingly boundless, yet simple in structure. It was shaped like an endlessly stretching corridor, with only two directions: forward and back.
If she tried to walk in either direction at random, she would be automatically redirected.
That was why the thing had tried to run just now.
In this place, distance was real.
She just didn't know where it led in the end. Perhaps... to the thing's true body?
As for how Jiang Mian had sensed all this... after absorbing most of the thing as "Fuel," her perception of this space had become much clearer,
and she could even... control part of it in turn?
What surprised Jiang Mian even more was that, as time passed, the space seemed to undergo some kind of change, as though it had been cut off from everything else,
with only a way in and no way out, turning it into a sealed cage.
In other words, the thing couldn't escape now, even if it wanted to. It could only stay here and obediently submit to her "exploitation."
"Strange..."
She