In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution. It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion. Steel and flesh, past and future. In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach. The darkness is slowly creeping in. But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness. Gotta use fire.
"Is this just gossiping with you again?" Qing Chen asked, puzzled.
"Hmm," Uncle Li Dong nodded.
At that moment, Qing Chen was confused. Do real artificial intelligences gossip like humans?
"Don't take it too seriously; there's really nothing going on between us," he calmly explained. "Yinuo arrived in Outer World Los Angeles quite abruptly, so I've been wanting to know what she plans to do. But I have too little information and can only quietly observe."
"Do you know now?" Uncle Li Dong asked.
Qing Chen nodded and smiled, "Almost, I've caught her slip-up."
He had found out what Yinuo intended to do.
Uncle Li Dong sighed, "Are young people nowadays this complicated? Back in our day, teenagers at 17 didn't scheme like this."
The staff outside the door thought Qing Chen was taking too long to come out because he was scared.