At this moment, Huang Mao couldn't open his own player panel. It wasn't a disconnect from the game, but rather he was trapped in an illusion, having lost precision in his actions and judgments. What he thought was a prop might not be a prop, and the enemies he saw might not be enemies. In severe cases, even everything he touched might not truly exist.
Footsteps approached from behind. Huang Mao wiped his tears and turned around, seeing no one. He thought he was having an auditory hallucination, but the footsteps grew closer. He quickly got up to distance himself from the source and yelled, "Come out!"
Seeing that Huang Mao couldn't see him, Xu Huo stopped, gathered a bit of materialized item with his forefinger, and sliced open the spiritual world in front of him. After stepping through the rift, he asked, "Why are you alone?"
Huang Mao still didn't dare relax and quickly replied, "Are you a Psychic Evolver?"
