Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

Meanwhile, at a high point in Nihon Ryūkan.

Yao Guang stood facing the wind, looking down at the bustling streets below.

The moment the flow of willpower became abnormal, her gaze was drawn to the source of that convergence of willpower.

At this moment, Perk and Rocket had disappeared into the golden shadows of the trees, while Lu Ze and Xing were still sharing skewers at the entrance of the milk tea shop. She, however, looked like an audience member who had just watched a good show, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

Beside him, Tingyun was looking down at her phone screen.

The video published by LiLi Magazine was still playing on a loop below her fingertips, the image frozen on a close-up of Perkui's diary, the yellowed pages with slightly curled edges.

"This ability..." Tingyun said in a low voice, her tone tinged with seriousness, "is it using the power of will to rewrite reality?"

"Isn't it interesting?" Yao Guang turned around, his fox-like eyes slightly upturned, reflecting the distant stars and the road.

"My brother-in-law is really something else."

She was extremely satisfied with Lu Ze.

This young man not only bridged a thirty-year time gap but also deciphered the dual destinies of Fu Xuan and Jing Tian.

Now, in a simpler and more brutal way, the ending of a person and a dog frozen for fifteen years is being rewritten at the Two-Phase Paradise.

From the Immortal Boat Luofu to the Two-Phase Paradise, wherever he went, the original scripts were torn up and rewritten.

From the perspective of a diviner, this kind of existence is simply the number one enemy of causality.

What a remarkable person.

It's just a pity that my silly junior sister acted too quickly.

As Yao Guang thought of this, the smile in his eyes deepened.

If Fu Xuan hadn't already beaten her to it, she would have been quite interested in trying to date Lu Ze.

Of course, if Fu Xuan heard this, he would probably glare at her and yell, "Senior Sister, be serious!" or "General, you bad guy!"

"Aren't you worried?" Tingyun looked up and turned off her phone screen.

"What are you worried about? The more variables, the better."

Yao Guang stretched and said, "Besides... don't you think this is much more interesting than the Illusion Moon game?"

Tingyun was speechless for a moment.

Meanwhile, inside the brightly lit building of the Zhuxing Consortium, a data analyst was staring at a floating data panel in front of him.

The fluctuation curve of willpower rose sharply before his eyes, and the peak value had exceeded the upper limit of conventional monitoring.

He loosened the buttons on his collar, his fingertips trembling slightly as they hovered above the keyboard.

He picked up the phone, his voice hushed: "Supervisor, a large-scale anomaly in the flow of willpower has been detected..."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, then the supervisor's calm voice came through.

"Observe first, and do not act rashly."

"But..." The data analyst looked at the constantly refreshing curve on the screen, the peak value of which had soared to a level he had never seen before.

"I said, observe." The supervisor's tone left no room for argument.

"I will personally report this matter to Ms. Zhenzhu. No one may take action without her instructions."

"...Understood." The data analyst hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair.

He stared at the still-climbing curve on the screen, countless data points refreshing every millisecond, breaking his career high every millisecond.

He took off his glasses, wiped the lenses with his sleeve, and put them back on, but the numbers on the screen remained unchanged.

He didn't know what he was seeing, but his intuition told him that the still-rising curve was like brewing the next storm.