[Commencing the order…]
Ivy's heart palpitated as she watched in anticipation, her index finger rubbing her thumb.
[Error… can't commence the order…]
She couldn't help but feel disappointed. See? That was all her wishful thinking. How can her idea even come true? Theoretically, it was impossible…
[...Due to insufficient space.]
"Eh?" Ivy couldn't believe her ears, unconsciously, her voice rose as she asked, "Can I take out the bathroom as long as I have sufficient space?"
No response.
Ivy tapped on her forehead. Sometimes she truly forgets that the temporal storage isn't an interactive system. It is a pre-programmed one.
"I will find an open space to experiment on my idea," Ivy muttered under her breath, before lying on the bed as sleep overtook her. She was exhausted from all the events that had happened.
The next day.
Ivy woke up from hunger and stretched her arm. Feeling rejuvenated, Ivy quickly got to her work.
