In the dim room, a young girl with long gray hair floated in the air, illuminated by flickering, ghostly blue lights. Her eyes were slightly closed, and misty blue particles danced around her hair. She gently opened her arms, as if to embrace all living things, striking a pose akin to a divine sculpture.
"So, how did you find her?" Xu Xiaoyou asked.
Angelina was indifferent:
"Don't forget, my consciousness has long been submerged in the Oasis. While you rest in the real world, I was exploring that space constructed from chaotic data."
Xu Xiaoyou understood Angelina's current situation.
Similar to entropy syndrome, she was highly integrated with the Oasis, able to access realms unreachable to others, but at the cost of being unable to leave, at least for now.
Looking at the discussions by fictitious scholars on the Oasis forum about the 'interlude,' Xu Xiaoyou nodded thoughtfully.
