A little later, Wei Tianyang arrived at Yaha's room where Baphomet was lying by the window drinking coconut milk.
He walked up, hands on his hips, standing in front of the large black sheep, and said, "Can you talk to her?"
Baphomet shook its fur and transmitted, "Her consciousness is closed off—I can't find her either."
Wei Tianyang grabbed its horns, leaned in close to the sheep's face with a smile, and said, "Then aren't you fucking useless?"
"Wait… I think I've captured her subconscious…" Baphomet quickly said.
"Don't lie to me," Wei Tianyang squinted.
"You know… we can't lie," Baphomet said.
"That white thing can create a closed space in objective reality. I've been inside, but if nobody calls my name, I can't find that place," Wei Tianyang said.
"That's… that's also a type of objective reality, just based on its own. Only residents of a very high tier can have the ability to create such spaces," Baphomet said.
