Su Ming'an opened his eyes and found himself sitting on a chair.
In front of him was an icy white laboratory, with thousands upon thousands of surveillance screens lining the walls.
The alleyways of the City of Measurement, the auditorium of Constantine University, the tavern in The Fringe, even the sandy land outside... each scene was clearly presented in the surveillance grids.
This should be the ruins building of the City of Measurement, the headquarters of the Dawn System.
A transparently figure stood with his back to Su Ming'an. The pure white robe was like a cascade of snow, its plush border clumping around the youth's shoulders and neck.
Upon hearing movement, the youth turned his head to face Su Ming'an. His silver eyelashes trembled slightly, like spirit butterflies dancing in the night. Data streams surged around him like a raging river, as if the torrents of a frenzied river.
"Dawn System?" Su Ming'an stood up.
