In the dream, the player system was practically nonexistent. Aside from viewing his own panel, every other interface was a blur.
Even the ship interface was inaccessible unless he gained control of the ship.
So when a private message flashed, Yang Yi was genuinely startled. Anything that far out of the ordinary spelled trouble.
He immediately opened the private message interface and discovered something strange: he had two of them. One was still blurry, while the other displayed content. Someone was contacting him-a player named Abu Singh. They were friends, so they could contact each other through private messages whenever they were in the same Regional Channel.
"Song Yingwen, I think you already know what happened.
"That's right. I attacked your Fleet because you refused Eden's invitation, so this was actually your own choice.
"Right now, your crew members' lives are still in my hands. Only I can wake them, so you know what to do. It's not too late.
"As long as you agree to join Eden, I promise you the position of deputy commander!
"You should know that most people couldn't get that position even if they begged. You'll understand later. Don't throw your life away..."
Yang Yi didn't reply. He simply watched this Dream Demon named Abu Singh ramble on, sending him a long string of messages.
Most of his attention, however, was on the two private message interfaces, and he switched between them from time to time.
"A fake system imitated by the dream?"
Yang Yi speculated. That was the only guess that could explain his current situation. Surely the system hadn't developed a bug?
That was virtually impossible!
After figuring that out, Yang Yi switched back to the fake chat interface and considered how to reply.
By now, Abu Singh was scratching his head in