Miss Bo stopped to look quietly at Gao Yang.0

With a lightness he didn’t feel, Gao Yang said, “You were saying that the edge of the Mist World was the limit of my cognition.”0

“I lived in Li City, so I knew that it was big, that it was real. However, there were many places I hadn’t gone to in reality, but only known through media and books. Thus, they became isolated islands connected by official channels. My dream could not conjure concrete things I didn’t know. A brain isn’t capable of creating something beyond its imagination.”2

“The Mist World was shrinking because I was dying. I was weak, my brain deteriorating. I was losing my memories, cognition, and experience....0