Lin Wan stood inside the dim light of the storage room, her mind struggling to process the sudden information. The cool air always provided her with structure, but now the rows of steel shelving felt distant.
"Weiwei," Lin Wan demanded, her mental voice sharp. "Before we discuss the migration layout, I need an explanation for the weird energy changes I am seeing in Long Zhan and Qin Mo. The standard stripe ranking system doesn't match what their cores are doing anymore."
[Ah, I figured you would ask that,] Weiwei replied.
With a soft, melodic chime, a sleek holographic display materialized directly inside Lin Wan's mind. Translucent blue text and complex charts began to spin, mapping out distinct energetic frequencies.
