What kind of information is crucial?
Time?
Space?
Layers?
Or...
Lin Yi had a flash of inspiration, and a thousand words converged into one sentence—
"Maozi, I'm here to save you!"
While Mao Feiyang was descending the stairs with numerous Art Students, his body suddenly shuddered, followed by a light in his eyes that did not match his temperament.
He seemed to be murmuring in a trance:
"Everything... proceed according to the plan..."
"It's... not time yet..."
Lin Yi exclaimed: "What...?!"
However, before he could get more information, the Vision fluctuated again, and he lost contact with Maozi...
"Maozi he... no, we indeed have a plan!" Lin Yi's eyes revealed a complicated yet joyful enlightenment, "Only I was unaware of this plan..."
"But speaking of which, is Liangzi part of our plan?"
Lin Yi couldn't help but be momentarily dazed, and in that fleeting moment of haziness, his Vision changed again, and this time it was even more outrageous; he seemed to see...
