"I smell it," Olivia suddenly said.
A force of repulsion surged from all directions, and Bologue felt himself slowly being peeled away from the shadows. Indeed, the shadows clung to the ground like boiling tar, and as Olivia dispelled the Secret Energy, the three of them emerged from the shadows.
His vision blurred for a moment, and then became clear after a few seconds. Bologue, observing around him warily, found that they were in a cold-toned automated factory.
Everywhere was the iron-gray of metal, various indicator lights flickering incessantly. There was no sound of patrolling footsteps or human breathing by his ears, only the buzzing noise of machinery. Looking not far ahead, strange equipment stood tall within the building, conveyor belts and robotic arms operating nonstop, like a cold steel lifeform.
"Is this the inside of the Supreme Hub?" Palmer looked around, "I thought it would be more beautiful."
