"Jiang Shu" opened his eyes and found himself staring at a snow-white ceiling. He sat up and looked around.
The environment was unfamiliar, with a minimalist office setup.
Was this really the future?
Jiang Shu made a judgment in his mind, but suddenly he froze, realizing that he seemed to be able to control this body.
He looked at his hands, opened and closed them, and flipped them up and down.
It was a strange feeling.
While using these hands, Jiang Shu could distinctly feel a clicky sensation, akin to the lag experienced during a computer game due to slow internet speed.
Throughout his body, only his hands felt this way; he had smooth control over other body parts.
It seemed to be because he was a magician, his original hands had developed extreme flexibility, but now these hands, due to less ideal hardware conditions, felt noticeably slow and obstructed during use.
"Xiaobao, you're awake. Your nap was shorter than usual today. Is the bed uncomfortable?"
