"Sorry, boss, I've been suppressed by the opponent's technology."
Lyu's Thought Space, in a corner where time flows a thousand times faster.
Lyu stood a bit nervously in front of Yang Ming's virtual Thought Body, bowing his head to admit the mistake; Molly, who had been merely watching the commotion, was now also brought over by Lyu to stand with her head bowed.
Luckily, Yang Ming didn't seem displeased.
On the contrary, Yang Ming seemed somewhat happy.
Yang Ming's body had already returned to the nutrient tank, the virtual Thought Body reactivated, awaiting the right moment to return to the City of Light.
—It was actually waiting for the "managed persona" to return to the dormitory to rest, which would reduce the chance of being discovered.
"It doesn't matter."
Yang Ming's voice was very calm:
"Think about who Levi is, previously Lyu had already made us cautious like mice, and Levi is Lyu's master, completely suppressing Lyu.
"Lyu, you're too harsh on yourself.
