Qualification and Scrap Metal

It was probably for privacy reasons. When Chang Xi spoke with that robot, not only did an Air Wall block the way forward, but sound was also confined within that area.

But judging by the almost tragic degree of rust covering that robot, it would have been more accurate to call it a pile of scrap metal.

About half a minute later, Chang Xi stepped aside and cleared the way.

However, she showed no intention of entering any of the yurts. Instead, she stood some distance away, looking as if she intended to wait for him.

With a somewhat subtle expression, Bai Zhi glanced at her before walking over to the battered desk.

Behind the desk, the rust-covered robot raised its head and looked at him.

"Avatars do not possess reporting qualifications. Please have the main body come forward."

—A mechanical voice utterly devoid of emotion.

"Where is this place?"

Bai Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the robot before him.

"And what exactly do you mean by reporting qualifications?"

"Avatars do not possess reporting qualifications. Please have the main body come forward."

Its shattered glass eyes stared blankly at him as it repeated the same words.

"...Are you a broken record?"

"Avatars do not possess reporting qualifications. Please have the main body come forward."

"..."

Back at the Research Base, Bai Zhi rolled his eyes.

"Forget it. I had to go over there sooner or later anyway..."

He quickly finished the barbecue in his hand, then picked up Q Ling Meng, who was sticking out her tongue from the spiciness, and the book, placing them inside his hat. After that, he grabbed another handful of sunflower seeds and more than a dozen soft candies.

"Remember, stay in there and don't let anyone else find you. Got