Xu Cheng sat on a platform near a cliff, silently watching the Giant Tower repeatedly pass through her field of vision.
"Quack." Xu Cheng looked at the bizarre silver-white Giant Tower ahead, it flickered and transformed before her, mysterious and unpredictable.
"When you feel tired, just take a rest," Xu Yang advised.
"Quack." Xu Cheng stubbornly refused, just like hundreds of times before.
She could manage. The Giant Tower in her dream held unfathomable purposes, with tens of billions of variants, but Xu Cheng could traverse the dream road and make it here, quietly observing it.
No tools can be brought into her dream, Xu Cheng can only observe it here.
Perhaps she could figure out what it really is. Xu Cheng mused. Even memorizing its every illusionary form.
"Little Fool has more patience than anyone else, doesn't she?"
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