Hearing this, Dean sighed softly in his heart. Little Mike truly lives up to his name; he's even guessed the key to the Catalytic Agent issue.
Little Mike had no idea Dean was entertaining various dangerous thoughts.
He touched the pendant around his neck and pressed it lightly. The mechanical wheelchair parked nearby slowly turned and stopped beside Little Mike. Its mechanical arms then extended rather precisely under Little Mike's armpits, lifting him and placing him onto the wheelchair.
Seeing this, Dean suppressed the tumultuous emotions in his heart, his eyes widening slightly. This advanced?
The background of this world is somewhat similar to my previous life, Dean mused. At least in terms of technological progress, apart from a slight advancement in networking, other aspects are mostly the same.
