The banquet was drawing to a close in a harmonious atmosphere, as Sheena elegantly set down her crystal wine glass.
Her gentle eyes turned to Ron, as comforting as the warm sun of spring.
"Lecturer Ralph, your performance was truly impressive."
Her voice was like the chirping of a nightingale, every syllable naturally exuding charm:
"The perfect fusion of that light element and spiritual power reminds me of our school's research on 'consciousness resonance.'
As she spoke, she gently stroked a leaf-shaped emerald brooch on her chest, which immediately emitted a faint breath of life:
"Your improved plan for the Abyss simulation device, especially the consciousness linking technology, bears a striking similarity to our ongoing research on 'collective consciousness vines.'
Ron sensed the probing nature in her words but maintained a scholarly politeness and interest on the surface:
