"The places covered with advertisement signboards and holographic projections become more dazzling and more numb. When a knife slices through the skin, revealing nothing but buffering liquid and metal inside, it makes me feel suffocated."
The glass bottles clinked again.
The remaining amount of alcohol inside varied, and thus the crisp sound of the collision did too. The droplets on the walls trickled down, moistening the spaces between fingers.
"I will miss Eden City, including you."
Besides the Wanderers, the most abundant presence in the Radiant Dust Farm was the staff wearing a uniform attire, employed by the farm owner, recruited from various channels, responsible for the production of fresh ingredients and daily reception.
They always had behavioral chips inserted in their necks.
John needed to handle raw material collection, find the appropriate window to verify biometric information, then authorize the account access to Maya and Gerry.
