In the deep night, Dong Xue's gaze struck him like a bolt of lightning.
...He hadn't seen such a look for a long time.
Since the World Game began, it had been difficult to come across eyes so filled with despair, yet so full of yearning.
It was as if they held a firm belief in some inevitable fulfillment, while simultaneously knowing these were mere illusions; a blend of rationality and emotion, this ultimate paradox of expressions had once been his unyielding pursuit.
And now, he saw Dong Xue with such eyes.
...Although an NPC, it deeply moved him.
He walked out of the laboratory and headed to the fourth floor.
Xia Luoyang's office remained unchanged from the day, so he turned it upside down, pulling down each psychology book from the shelf to check but found nothing unusual.
He even overturned the potted plant in the corner, excavating the soil, yet nothing special emerged.
He also didn't see Xia Luoyang.
