Each person's thoughts are like agile and vibrant threads, freely weaving and cleverly intertwining in this intricate, labyrinthine mystery.
Gradually, the outline of the event began to emerge, though it was not yet fully clear.
In the time that followed, the group engaged in a lively, passionate, and insightful discussion about this series of perplexing questions that seemed shrouded in mystery.
The atmosphere was as lively as a blazing fire, with everyone talking at once, their words flowing like a gentle stream.
Yet, in the collision of ideas, brilliant sparks of thought burst forth, intertwining and echoing in the air, composing a symphony of wisdom.
Some people are like historians who have traveled through time, searching for similar stories and cases in the vast river of history, trying to extract precious clues from those long-forgotten past events.
Some people are like rigorous logicians, starting from the slightest clues in the real situation, using strict logical reasoning to dissect the truth that may be hidden behind the event.
Others are like explorers of mysterious legends, digging out possible clues from those passed down orally and full of fantasy.
They are trying to find a glimmer of hope to unravel this shrouded mystery.
Amidst this intense clash of ideas and intellectual exchange, the long-standing doubts that had lingered in everyone's minds like a dark cloud were finally dispelled.
Like the morning mist meeting the rising sun, it gradually dissipated under the warm and bright light, and was gradually unraveled.
However, as the discussion deepened, questions flooded in like a tide, and the inquiries into its system procedures became increasingly frequent and sharp.
The endless stream of questions, like a barrage of arrows, relentlessly bombarded Haoyue's system program, each question a challenge to its code.
So much so that in a tense moment, it seems to be able to "truly feel" the complex lines of code in the system program.
Like a forest caught in a storm, it flashed and leaped wildly, as if it was about to be "driven to the point of exhaustion" by this overwhelming barrage of questions.
It is on the verge of a complete breakdown.
Fortunately, just as the system was about to collapse under the strain, everyone seemed to realize its precarious state, as if it were on the verge of an abyss.
Finally, as if by a merciful deity, it took pity on it and let it go.
At this moment, Qin Qianluo narrowed her eyes slightly, and the light in her eyes was like the brightest star in the deep night sky.
It also resembles the wisdom and composure revealed by a seasoned strategist when making plans.
She began to methodically organize the massive amount of information that had just flooded her mind, and every detail quickly fell into place in her mind like pieces of a puzzle.
Her eyes were sometimes as deep as an endless black hole, as if they could see through all the secrets hidden in the darkness.
At times, it shines as brightly as the dawn, filled with a persistent pursuit of the truth and an unwavering belief.
Thoughts flew swiftly among the various clues like a nimble bird, searching for connections and key elements.
Then, her expression suddenly became solemn, like a general about to go to the battlefield, with a serious face and a steady and firm voice, as if coming from the depths of history.
An undeniable force echoed in the air: "Since the power that brought down so many natural disasters is stronger than Long Nanzhi's master, it must be the Heavenly Dao."
If I'm not mistaken, I roughly recognize the will of Heaven, and all of this is probably aimed at me.
The questions we previously held in our hearts may find their answers once we truly confront the will of Heaven.
Her words seemed to possess a mysterious and powerful magic, echoing in the air like a resounding bell.
This once again plunged everyone's thoughts into tension, anticipation, and deep contemplation regarding the confrontation between the future and the will of Heaven.
The faces of the crowd resembled the dark and oppressive sky before a storm, with thick clouds and a gloomy atmosphere that seemed poised to unleash an endless downpour at any moment.
The somber atmosphere was like an invisible, impenetrable net, tightly enveloping everyone and making it almost suffocating.
In fact, during the long and intense discussions, they relied on the tacit understanding and keen insight that they had cultivated over a long period of time.
They already had a vague premonition that things might develop in this worrying direction.
The in-depth and detailed questioning and exchange with Haoyue just now has irrefutably confirmed the suspicions they least wanted to face—
In one of her past lives, Qin Qianluo had a close encounter with the supreme and mysterious Heavenly Dao.
However, the power of the Heavenly Dao is like the vast and unfathomable universe, and the power and majesty it contains are far beyond the reach and comprehend of humankind's insignificant strength.
This cruel and chilling realization weighed heavily on everyone's hearts, like a massive boulder.
It felt as if an invisible yet powerful hand was gripping their hearts tightly, filling them with fear and helplessness.
Like a surging tide, it spread wildly in everyone's hearts, leaving everyone feeling completely lost and bewildered.
It felt as if I were in a vast, dark ocean, completely unaware of how to cope with this severe challenge that seemed like an impending catastrophe.
On the surface, Qin Qianluo maintained a calm and composed demeanor, like a steady iceberg, but inside, her mind was in turmoil, filled with countless thoughts.
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