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The reason why two ‘Yes’ options appeared should be because Senior White Two’s authority was too high. Because of that, switching lines became mandatory, and he didn’t have the authority to choose ‘No’.

Song Shuhang said, “I’ve switched to a special line. Can you try again?”

Beep~ At this moment, a sound rang in Senior White’s ear.

[Do you want to add ‘little friend Shuhang’ as a close friend? Yes/No.]

“Mm-hm, the prompt appeared—it’s asking me if I want to add you as a close friend,” Senior White said. After saying that, he reached out, and clicked on the ‘Yes’ option.

Song Shuhang asked, “Besides a friend and ally, there’s also a close friend?”

It sounded like it was a step further than ‘friends’? Or was it just a different way of calling it?

While talking, Senior White had already confirmed the relationship with him as a ‘close friend’.

The two raised their heads at the same time, and looked at each other.

“Nothing changed,” Senior White replied after feeling it out a little.

Song Shuhang looked at Senior White, and felt that nothing much had changed—it wasn’t like when he added others as friends, and felt the relationship between him and whoever had added him become more intimate.

Could this be the difference between ‘close friends’, ‘friends’, and ‘allies’?

Song Shuhang guessed, and said, “I didn’t feel much change, either. Maybe it’s because the relationship between me and Senior White was already excellent, so even after becoming ‘close friends’, there was hardly any change between us.”

Or… could it be that the favorable impression that he had of Senior White was already maxed, and no matter how much it was enhanced, it wouldn’t change?

While in thought, Song Shuhang suddenly felt his eyes light up.

In front of his eyes, there were suddenly many strange marks.

These marks gradually became clear.

A golden ‘line’ had formed between him and Senior White, connecting them together.

At the same time, there were many other colorful ‘lines’ extending out from him.

Blue threads, white threads, black threads, gold threads, and three seven-colored threads, most of them plunged into the void, with no end in sight.

These are… my karmic threads?

Song Shuhang had come into contact with these threads a long time ago.

The number of blue lines had remained unchanged, staying at about 100. Song Shuhang previously guessed that the blue lines were his family members or relatives, and the numbers probably matched.

Song Shuhang softly said, “I’m now quite certain that the blue lines should be family.”

The white lines numbered the most. Previously, there were thousands of lines… but now, it had surged to a countless number. Song Shuhang felt like he had become a tentacle monster, with countless white lines covering his field of vision.

For the white lines to surge to this number in just a few months, Song Shuhang could only think of one possible reason why—the show of divinity.

This must be because of the ‘Impregnating Gaze’.

The white lines should have been those whom he had made contact with, but merely ‘passersby’ without much, if any, emotions between them.

But what did the other lines represent?