Daniel stopped in a square.
He sat on a bench, resting with his eyes closed, but his fingers lightly tapped the armrest of the bench.
Invisible data flowed through the network, and a consciousness waiting from afar responded to the bishop's call. Accompanied by slight fluctuations in the air, a female follower dressed in a white gown appeared in front of Daniel and bowed: "Bishop, you called for me?"
"Yes," Daniel slightly opened his eyes and nodded—this female follower before him was his subordinate in the Eternal Sleepers, trained by him for many years, her loyalty beyond doubt. She had even been promoted to the network security department by him, but even so, she wasn't qualified to know of the master's existence, merely a satisfactory assistant, "Dana, there seem to be some rumors in the network recently."
"Rumors?" The female follower furrowed her brows, momentarily confused.
Daniel projected the information he had just seen, and the clear text floated before Dana.
