In the mirror.
There was a diamond-shaped mark on Chloe's forehead, resembling a plum blossom design.
His breath suddenly became rapid as he pushed open the bathroom door and rushed to the desk.
He took out a diary.
It's not that he was base, liking to keep a diary.
But rather, without the aid of a diary, there were things he simply couldn't comprehend.
When he opened the diary, he saw dense pinyin scrawled across the latest page.
There was no Chinese in the "Simulated Hero."
Even if it was Fluent Language magic, it couldn't decode the encrypted text.
Otherwise, intelligence work would be impossible.
But Chloe was meticulous and wrote again using pinyin.
The content above was as follows.
[When you see this diary, please don't doubt. This is a record I left before the second simulation]
[In the real world, there are countless strong beings, many of whom would cast their gaze upon you just from the recitation of a divine name]
