The scene before him gradually stabilized, and the golden palaces and spires of the dream city once again appeared in front of Gawain.
As he looked at the Eternal Sleepers' "avatars" coming and going, and the city quietly operating, Gawain couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
It seemed that the disguises he set up in the network were functioning well, and the backdoors he planted for infiltration weren't detected by the Eternal Sleepers.
But after all, who knew what antivirus software was before computer viruses emerged?
This wasn't the first or second time he had infiltrated this world—it was the third, and his actions in this mental network were now well-defined.
Steal technology, plant backdoors, monitor the actions of the Eternal Sleepers, and if possible, exert some influence over them through this mental network—to guide this peculiar evil cult in line with his expectations.
