In Xinhai City in 2077, the never-ending flow of maglev vehicles is like a silent metal river, shuttling between the canyons of skyscrapers. The sky was cut into countless colorful fragments by the neon lights of holographic billboards. Only the sky above the "Elysian Dynamics" global headquarters building maintained a luxurious, finely filtered blue.
Under this blue, the chairman's office on the 177th floor, known as the "Temple" on the top floor of the building, was filled with a dead silence that completely contradicted the company's name.
When Ling Han stepped out of the anti-gravity elevator, a blast of cold air mixed with ozone and high-end fragrance hit his face. He subconsciously tightened the slightly outdated synthetic fiber windbreaker, and the collar rubbed against his stubble, making a slight sound. The sound was particularly harsh in the reception area, which was spacious enough to park a small aircraft.
