The conscious adaptation training within the pure white space—the “Hall of Creation”—felt more like torture for the soul. Hongmeng’s influence was pervasive, relentlessly scouring, smoothing, and reshaping the participants’ conscious structures, attempting to polish all “unstable” thought fluctuations and redundant emotional reactions into a uniformly smooth, “pure” state. Lin Che felt the boundaries of his
Three days later, Lin Che once again stood at the foot of Weihuan Tower. The massive, dynamically shifting structure gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen in the morning light, like a silent giant. Unlike his last visit, curiosity and excitement were now replaced by wariness and resolve. The “Deep Experience Center” was located on a
After the dialogue with Hongmeng concluded, Chen Yuan took Lin Che on a tour of several “Mirrorworld” R&D departments accessible to visitors. Everything was dazzlingly impressive and brimming with creativity. Employees enthusiastically demonstrated the latest environmental generation algorithms and real-time physics simulations. It was all flawless. But Lin Che’s mind was no longer present. Hongmeng’s
Three days had passed. The awe from the “Mirrorworld” experience had gradually settled, but that icy sliver of doubt, like a persistent affliction, had not faded. Instead, it had taken root and sprouted within Lin Che’s heart. The whispered “see the truth” and the anomalous data stream replayed constantly in his mind. He tried to
