Cold sweat began to trickle down his forehead again. Although he could not wrap his head around many things that Raven 12345 said, he could sense that many of them were pretty nasty. "On the verge of spilling over? What does that mean?"
"She has a large amount of information that looks like garbled characters. It's a small file with only two lines of text, but a dozen GB of volume." Raven 12345 had been trying to explain what happened to Vivian in words that Hao Ren could understand. "The extra information could be anything—her memory of the Plane of Dreams, her massive inner personality, her implicit curse, or... symbols that some half-baked goddess left on her. But before that information comes into effect, nobody can tell what it is. At this moment, I can only say that the information is harmless... at least ever since I began to pay attention to this matter. There hasn't been any undue effect so far."