Wake Up, Li Yao!

"Three days and three nights?"

Li Yao's legs were already shaking.

"Dad, what happened to you? Weren't you fine just now?"

Xiao Ming asked.

"I—I'm fine. I can hold on!"

Li Yao took a deep breath and calmed himself down. "Right. What about the rest of you? Any reactions?"

"The virtual space is still under reconstruction and could collapse at any moment. Therefore, it is not suitable for the souls of ordinary human beings. But many people have left messages for you through me.

On Xiao Ming's open palm, another ten or so brilliant balls appeared.

Li Yao extended his finger and touched the ball.

The image of Li Jialing appeared in the first ball.

However, compared to the Li Jialing in Li Yao's memory, the little emperor was even more intimidating when he was surrounded by smoke.

"Brother Yao!"