Sheng Nian lay in the gaming pod, but his mind was on that look in Yan Feizhuo's eyes, and on the older boy.
He was not stupid. Quite the opposite, he was very smart, and naturally connected it to what 01100 had said on the first day it bound itself to him: a supporting character in the small world had turned dark, bringing the world to the brink of collapse, and there was a hidden storyline in the original novel.
Somehow, it seemed connected to that older boy he remembered from childhood.
And Yan Feizhuo-was he really just a tool the system had requested to give him an advantage?
He had never doubted his memories before, but this time, he wondered whether he had forgotten something very important.
Everything seemed connected, but Sheng Nian simply could not grasp the thread that tied all the clues together.
His mind was such a mess that he stayed in the gaming pod without coming out. Worried something had happened to him, a member of the Production Team's staff hurried over and knocked on the pod door. "Mr. Sheng? Mr. Sheng? Are you all right? Are you feeling unwell?"
Sheng Nian came back to himself and answered hoarsely, "I'm fine. I'm coming out."
The staff member relaxed.
Sheng Nian collected himself and climbed out of the gaming pod.
They had spent many days in the game, but only around four hours had passed in the real world. Still, the prolonged, intense activity in his brain had left him exhausted in both body and mind, not to mention everything that had happened.
The staff had experience by now. Seeing his pod door open, the staff member hurried forward to help him. "Director Ren said you all did very well in the game, and he knows