Once unfamiliar, twice a master, Sun Hang was extremely familiar with the internal structure and transit routes of the Dubhe Tower this time. With a security clearance higher than most researchers working there, security checkpoints and various verification procedures failed to stop him—in just a few minutes, he was already comfortably seated in the capsule heading to the "Primordial Catacombs."
The capsule sped swiftly along the tracks, soon passing through the "Chthonic Layer."
"You have reached your destination, the Primordial Catacombs." The AI girl's voice sounded. "Is there anything else you require?"
"The snacks in the fridge need restocking," Sun Hang said.
"Feedback received, proceeding with inquiry... According to logistics maintenance records, the capsule underwent supplies replenishment two hours ago. Do you have any other requests?"
"I remember there was a spicy strip I liked last time, why is it gone now?" Sun Hang asked.
