Sun Miao raised an eyebrow, "You're quite well-informed! Yes, there are a total of ten parallel project teams. Mine is Team One, currently ranking first in progress. The progress of Team Two is right behind me. I can only suppress my side for now, but in two months, Team Two will surpass me."
"Are you and Team Two developing completely in parallel? Same route?"
"No, Team Two's direction is more sinister than mine."
"How so?"
"In my proposal, the entire process of the cultivators from birth to death occurs in deep sleep, with memory and perception established in a dream. The cultivators are unaware they are cultivators; they can live a relatively decent life within the dream."
Ren Zhong: "Brain in a vat?"
Sun Miao was momentarily stunned, "What do you mean?"
After Ren Zhong explained to him, Sun Miao nodded, "That's about right, your term is quite apt."
Ren Zhong: "What about Team Two?"
