The Flying Butterflies amid the Sea of Stars
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The snowflakes were drifting regularly even though they appeared to be irregular.
The room was still as quiet as before.
Jing Jiu came out from the room, though he didn't go very far.
He was waiting patiently.
A moment later, the person shrouded in fog left the room, following Jing Jiu into the distance.
The hidden network was like an imaginary world, one where the users could construct the barriers at will or build a house in the blink of an eye.
If one wished to, they could build a palace in the network. However, that palace would be built on the sands of data, which could be toppled by a gust of wind.
Jing Jiu pushed open an imaginary door, motioning for the other party to enter through it.
The person shrouded in the fog was obviously dissatisfied with the square house Jing Jiu had built. The person had built a sky-wheel nearby, shaking her head.
Yes, this person was a woman.