The data sea begins to recede.
The scattered senses start to reorganize.
The final image, under the glow of the sunset's afterglow, the golden ocean currents cast the last wave.
The world is completely dark.
Gao Gong irritably takes off the headset.
The thrill of entering the Cyber Network is unparalleled, like cleaning every pore of the body.
But once returning to reality, the whole soul feels like shoved into a cramped, bloated box.
That's why there's a group known as 'Cyber Race.'
They immerse themselves in the virtual world constructed by data, often staying offline for months or even years.
Gao Gong takes a deep breath, instantly normalizing the various hormones within him.
The irritable mood also disappears with the drop in hormones.
"Come in!"
"Mr. G, the local gangs are really disrespectful!!"
