The silhouette of the white-haired girl was somewhat blurry, and her features were entirely indistinguishable, but for some reason, in Sun Hang's mind, this white-haired girl before him was the same one he had encountered at the underground research lab on the Nameless Island.
Is this a dream?
Is she sending me a dream?
No... my consciousness is clear, this is not a dream!
Sun Hang wanted to open his eyes, but he discovered that his consciousness seemed to be trapped in this dreamscape, unable to break free.
It's like when someone is having a nightmare, they're keenly aware they're dreaming, but they just can't wake themselves up no matter what they try.
"Mother..."
The ethereal call sent a shiver down Sun Hang's spine.
"You're... not dead?"
"In the long river of time... we will meet again..." The white-haired girl repeated the last words she had said to Sun Hang during their last encounter.
