[ god. wouldn't that be fun to learn? he's reflecting on that for a moment, letting his as ever wild imagination carry him...
and as he does, the little simulation swaps! talk about a surrounding change. i don't have a visual for you because novel, but - the biome switches over to the surroundings of a cozy little house. the first sensation you might get here is that immediately warm sense of hospitality. it's little, a living room outfitted with an incredibly comfortable couch - rynlan will notice immediately that the seat actually adjusts to whatever his preferred comfort level is, automatically - and a sleek, concave screen that's inlaid into the wall. there's a coffee table just in front of them, coasters and a mug that says #1 HEADMASTER on it sitting there already. just over to the left, he can see there's a fish tank carrying a variety of colorful fish, and a doorway that leads to a cozy little kitchen outfitted with futuristic appliances. beyond that, though, it'd be hard pressed to tell this place is thousands of years in the future.
the window closest to rynlan that opens out to the front yard is open, and the air smells sweet and fragrant, like lucida flowers. he might just be able to see the edge of... some kind of robot just barely visible on the other side of the door, and a clean, manicured lawn with neatly planted hedges. a coffee table nearby holds a picture frame of lu bixing and his four students, smiling for a camera somewhere, and it just feels... nice, in here.
it feels like home.
bixing exhales out, surprised, his hands twitching.
he's silent, for a moment, and then calls out, quietly: ]
...Zhanlu?
[ no response, but then: Welcome to the home of Engineer 001 and Commander Lin. that voice should sound familiar - like the one that comes out of the little robot arm that lin jingheng has. bixing laughs a little, and his expression shifts into a smile as he sits back on the couch. ]
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[a little shrug. this is just normal to him, magic is Everywhere.
he finally notices the bit of wiggliness, though, his ears flicking.]
What-- huh. I wonder if it has trouble with stability.
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[ god. wouldn't that be fun to learn? he's reflecting on that for a moment, letting his as ever wild imagination carry him...
and as he does, the little simulation swaps! talk about a surrounding change. i don't have a visual for you because novel, but - the biome switches over to the surroundings of a cozy little house. the first sensation you might get here is that immediately warm sense of hospitality. it's little, a living room outfitted with an incredibly comfortable couch - rynlan will notice immediately that the seat actually adjusts to whatever his preferred comfort level is, automatically - and a sleek, concave screen that's inlaid into the wall. there's a coffee table just in front of them, coasters and a mug that says #1 HEADMASTER on it sitting there already. just over to the left, he can see there's a fish tank carrying a variety of colorful fish, and a doorway that leads to a cozy little kitchen outfitted with futuristic appliances. beyond that, though, it'd be hard pressed to tell this place is thousands of years in the future.
the window closest to rynlan that opens out to the front yard is open, and the air smells sweet and fragrant, like lucida flowers. he might just be able to see the edge of... some kind of robot just barely visible on the other side of the door, and a clean, manicured lawn with neatly planted hedges. a coffee table nearby holds a picture frame of lu bixing and his four students, smiling for a camera somewhere, and it just feels... nice, in here.
it feels like home.
bixing exhales out, surprised, his hands twitching.
he's silent, for a moment, and then calls out, quietly: ]
...Zhanlu?
[ no response, but then: Welcome to the home of Engineer 001 and Commander Lin. that voice should sound familiar - like the one that comes out of the little robot arm that lin jingheng has. bixing laughs a little, and his expression shifts into a smile as he sits back on the couch. ]
Well, well.