บท 94: Chapter 94 Perhaps We Are All Mentally Ill

"One of us, me or my mom, must be crazy," Mumu said.

"No doubt about it, your mom is a lunatic; mine too. Witches are all lunatics," Wendy replied with her usual, unreserved trust.

At six in the evening, when they met at the entrance of Saifu City Library, Wendy offered a breath of fresh air, and Mumu felt a warmth like a spring breeze after a whole day spent nauseously cramming for tests.

To be honest, Mumu felt a bit confused now.

Not about who she was, but rather about the authenticity of the world around her.

The words Li Ya spoke weren't unfamiliar to her.

It's just that the last time someone had said those kinds of things to her, it was a high-level AI from a virtual reality game.

In her era, virtual reality games had evolved to include brain-computer interfaces and proportionate map simulation modeling, where every NPC had its own high-level AI capable of normal communication with players.