The Hover

Cris finally arrived, panting. When he saw the seats, he immediately sat on the seat directly in front of Andre's. The old man suddenly moaned with pleasure, shocking Andre, "What the hell?" He exclaimed.

"The seat is massaging me! Awesome!" Cris sighed with relaxation. "It also has the right temperature! I want this in my house!"

Hearing him, Andre laughed with amusement, "This is still just a sample prototype. It's still being improved, so wait for it in your next life!"

Cris whined with displeasure when he heard Andre. After that, he stayed silent, enjoying his comfortable rest.

Andre, on the other hand, waited for the Hover pilot. After a few minutes, the screen lit up as the image of a robot-generated face appeared, "Greetings. I am your AI pilot, Phoenix. As the energy capsules are fully charged, we are lifting off."

Andre's eyebrows lifted as he listened, "There's no human pilot?"