It seemed to be showing off its unique features and extraordinary vision to everyone, as if silently announcing the unique connection between itself and Qin Qianluo.
However, Qin Qianluo's words, full of doubt and inquiry, were like a sharp lightning bolt, tearing through the delicate atmosphere without warning and instantly striking Haoyue.
It was like a small animal startled by a sudden change, and it immediately wilted.
The once vibrant and lively light suddenly became dim and listless.
It was as if all the vitality and pride had been completely drained away in that instant, leaving only a heart full of frustration and helplessness.
Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, Haoyue began to slowly recount her origins.
The sound, with its characteristic coldness and mechanical quality of electronic audio, echoed softly in the slightly quiet space.
Like a whisper from a distant, mysterious land, it tells a mysterious past sealed by time.
It tells its story in detail how it was born in an unknown field that is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.
It was filled with strange rules and codes, like a fantasy world built from numbers and logic.
How did it go through layers of screening and settings to finally be determined as the system exclusively for Qin Qianluo?
The writing of every program and the setting of every instruction contain countless complex and ingenious designs.
Its narrative reveals a variety of unknown details and twists, like a mysterious scroll slowly unfolding.
The crowd stood quietly to the side, as if frozen in place, listening intently.
Their eyes were filled with a mixture of surprise and astonishment, their gazes like guiding lights exploring the unknown world, fixed on the bright moon, as if afraid of missing a single word.
Their minds seemed to be completely opened at that moment, entering a brand new and fantastical realm of cognition.
They could hardly imagine that behind this seemingly ordinary world, there really existed something as extraordinary and unpredictable as a system.
As for Qin Qianluo, this incomparably noble regent, in everyone's eyes, she seemed to be someone truly blessed by the lucky star.
She always seems to get caught up in these strange and incredible events by chance, as if her fate is destined to be closely linked to these mysterious things.
As Feng Qingyun and Long Nanzhi listened to Haoyue's story, a blush crept onto their faces.
Feng Qingyun's thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that strange experience of replacing Haoyue, and those past fragments flashed through her mind like a movie.
She recalled her confusion and bewilderment at the time, as well as the various actions she had unknowingly taken, and felt a mix of emotions welling up inside her.
A complex mix of emotions welled up inside, making it difficult to put into words.
She couldn't help but reflect on whether her actions during that period had unintentionally disrupted the original trajectory of fate and brought unknown effects to Qin Qianluo.
Long Nanzhi's thoughts were drawn back to that unforgettable moment three days ago.
At that moment, her keen senses instantly captured that sudden, powerful, and unique spiritual energy.
Based solely on the aura, she immediately determined that this spiritual energy originated from her master, Xin Zimo.
The power and familiar aura contained within that spiritual energy immediately filled her heart with doubt.
In her memory, every action of her master had a profound purpose, but this time, sealing Haoyue's actions left her completely baffled.
Now, as Haoyue recounts her story, the doubts in her heart not only do not dissipate, but become even more profound, like a fog that makes it increasingly difficult to see the truth.
Could it be… Long Nanzhi wondered to herself, her eyes unconsciously fixed on the transparent halo, as if trying to see through its surface to discern its true intentions hidden deep within.
Could it be that this seemingly calm and harmless system harbored ulterior motives from the very beginning, coveting Qin Qianluo's body and attempting to seize her consciousness through possession?
Once this thought ignited in her mind like a spark, it quickly spread like wildfire, instantly setting off a fire of vigilance within her.
Long Nanzhi's face, which had just been flushed with shyness, instantly turned cold and resolute, her eyes filled with vigilance and wariness.
Like a cheetah poised to pounce, ready to face any potential danger.
Her hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, her knuckles turning slightly white from the force, the tightly clenched fist seemingly symbolizing her unwavering determination.
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