Watching Xiali fly backward through the air, Yu Lian felt nothing but delight. He still thought that neither the sweet and delicate, pitiful Xiali nor the stomping, bratty Xiali could compare to the Xiali flying backward through the air!
He could hardly keep the corners of his mouth from curling up, but he still called out in a clear voice, "Xiali, get a grip! If you can't wake up through your own efforts, what are we supposed to do?"
Yet after that fierce, forceful thunderclap of a punch, Xiali had instead broken free of her restraints. There was no trace of reason left on her face. Mad, dark flames pulsed in the latticework of her eyes, and she looked every inch a Lord.
Farther away, the space of consciousness that made up his existence shuddered. The countless billions of neuron units—the glowing sources formed from innumerable spore cells—began to flicker in unison.
They no longer looked like stars forming this information universe. They looked like a cannon charging up.
But his instinct for research was rising in tandem with his combat instincts.
Deep down, Yu Lian was still proud of being an engineer.
Though he had never managed to earn the title in either life.
"So that's how it works. The defenses of a consciousness space can be built like this. This neural network could be upgraded by Shi AA and the others, but why shouldn't I be able to do it myself? In the end, biology is biology."
Right! Pollution, invasion, assimilation—it all came down to perception. Biology was biology, and civilization was civilization. Once he understood that, Yu Lian suddenly saw the truth.
In the star map of consciousness that formed his extraordinary abilities, a dormant star node branching off from the essence skill "Will Vortex" began to