The celebration in Jiangnan was supposed to be a time of rest, but for Xin, the noise of the crowds felt like a physical weight. Every cheer from the Gutter and every pulse of the Great Needle felt ten times louder than before. As he sat on the high balcony of the Needle’s heart, watching the colorful lanterns float over the water, a sharp, cold spike of pain shot through his temples.
"Xin? You’re bleeding," Mei said, her voice dropping as she reached out to touch his face.
A thin trail of silver liquid was trickling from his ear. This wasn't physical exhaustion. It was the "Master Record" from the 1st Earth trying to download its final protocols into his brain. Now that the sectors were linked, the data of a hundred worlds was trying to find a home in his mind.
[Status: Level 22 Ach
