As night falls, the neon strips of Sky City are like flowing data waterfalls, illuminating the entire city as bright as day.
The atmosphere in the restaurant of the Su family villa was colder than the deep sky outside.
On the huge pure white dining table, there are three exquisite tableware and three automatic heating metal square boxes. Inside the box is nutritional paste that is accurately proportioned based on genetic testing and nutritional needs. Three different colors represent three different flavors.
"Can you please stop playing with those crappy things of yours while you're eating?"
A shrill female voice cut through the silence of the restaurant. The speaker was Liu Meilan, Wang Hailang's mother-in-law. She was wearing an expensive silk home dress, and a blue-light technological mask was applied to her face. Only her two eyes and one mouth were exposed, and her eyes were full of undisguised disgust.
She was staring at Wang Hailang at the other end of the dining table.
Wang Hailang was lowering his head and carefully using a thin bamboo stick to clean the gaps in the spine of a yellowed ancient book. His movements were very light and focused, as if it was not a broken book but a rare treasure.
After hearing Liu Meilan's words, the movements of his hands paused for a moment, and then he raised his head.
"Mom, I'm almost done." His voice was very flat, with no emotion.
