Jiang City Center, Black Swan Building.
Honglian passed through the entrance security machine as usual, boarding the elevator bound for the fifteenth floor. The suited office workers around her eyed her with their usual strange glances.
When she first started working here, she used to wear a black suit, cut her hair short, and hide it under a hat, but now she had given up.
Let them look all they want.
Who asked her to activate her ability and have her hair mutate at the same time?
The fifteenth floor was entirely occupied by the Dimensional Limit Mechanism. As soon as Honglian exited the elevator, she felt something was amiss. The hallway was unusually quiet, with no one chatting or slacking off, and the smoking room was empty.
Even though their job was to protect the world from harm, slacking off was part of the norm... Even if the end of the world was approaching, reversing the nature of the workers wasn't possible.
Unless...
