The 200th floor is a room pristine white on all sides, where the glowing components on the walls make it indistinguishable from day or night.
Inside the room, hundreds of silver chairs are neatly arranged, resembling theater seats, and many humanoid Intelligent Machines are already seated silently immobile.
An internet café?
A sudden Deja Vu popped into Yi Lin's mind.
Too similar.
"Come, this is the 'Phantom Terminal'."
"Alice-101" waved at Yi Lin, finding a booth that resembled "lovers' seats", set apart by a few spaces from others.
Alice took the initiative to sit in one of the positions, demonstrating the operation process for Yi Lin.
Once Alice-101 settled into the seat, the silver chair suddenly seemed to flow like liquid, accommodating Alice's shape, submerging most of Alice's body into it. From the outside, Alice and the chair looked merged into one, leaving only the two weapon compartments on the chest protruding from the surface.
