"What the hell are you up to?!"
The hysterical shouting in Feng Xue's ears, now with a Feminization Filter, had a somewhat brittle tenderness akin to Demon King Tamura and a healing sensation like Hanazawa Kana. However, Feng Xue wasn't particularly moved by it and instead let out a helpless sigh—
"The filter, the filter, such hysterical anger needs a Nagi Yanagi vibe!"
But obviously, the filter wasn't responding to him. Feng Xue didn't say more, continuing to tinker with various trinkets in his hands, transforming them into Black Balls and scattering them across the starry sky.
Then, the stars shattered.
Like the reflection of a beautiful scene in a mirror suddenly broken, as the view and fragments fell away, Feng Xue's eyes once again saw the modern, neon nightscape.
Without a doubt, this was the Dream World.
But...
Feng Xue glanced at the heap of materials before him and cracked a smile.
