Five minutes later, extremely grave and dejected in mood, Virus was sitting in the middle of his laboratory, staring at a corner hopelessly while different notions were passing through his head. Now, after digging every piece of knowledge he had within his database, he was pretty confident he knew no methods of saving himself from this incorrigible situation.
'Maybe there is a method in the current Cultivation Multiverse of Qi, who knows… I mean, many things should be different in this era, right? Should I go there and start searching every galaxy, every system, and every planet I can think of?'
'There must be something, someway, somewhere for me to go in order to save myself, right? Nothing's impossible and there are so many odd and mysterious objects in the world, so there must be something out there that can help me restore my Energy Pathways!'
These were the first impulses he could think of, then it was soon followed by…
