Goodman couldn't effectively analyze the infinite loop he was experiencing in front of him,
Everything gathered between his brain, no matter how it was parsed, resulted in just one string [ ? ], endlessly looping at high speed, interfering with other functions of the brain.
With the increase of cycles, this interference on the thought level would also intensify.
Without self-change, it would continue indefinitely.
At this moment,
Goodman had no idea how many times he had fallen between the loops,
His skin had fully become lotusized, the small holes of the lotus spreading over every part of his body... Every time he looked at these little holes on his body, it led to a new loop.
Densely packed.
Until Goodman's body completely fused with the lotus group, becoming part of the white sea.
Until the stems of the lotus grew along the skin, reaching Goodman's perfect dodecahedron brain.
