The remnants of the white static drifted through the bedroom air like dissolving cobwebs, leaving behind a cold, ringing silence. Qingxue stood frozen in the center of the room, her hand still reaching out toward the empty space where Liu Meilin had vanished. Her mind was in a state of absolute chaos.
Suddenly, her vision blurred. The familiar blue light of the Transmigration Bureau flashed across her retinas, flickering violently. A sharp, mechanical beep echoed directly inside her skull.
"Host! Can you hear me?" Baozi's voice broke through the static, sounding incredibly distant and compressed, as if he were shouting through a long metal pipe. "I have breached the world's firewall, but I only have ten seconds before the connection is severed again! Listen to me carefully!"
Qingxue squeezed her eyes shut, focusing entirely on the voice. "Baozi! What is happening to this world?"
