There were people in the Moon Base.
A Little Grey sixty centimeters tall and another fifty centimeters tall were asleep.
One was three years old, the other two. The three-year-old had obvious human features, such as a bridge of the nose.
Suddenly, a faint flash of light flickered across the room's dome.
The three-year-old Little Grey jolted awake and flipped onto a hovering cigar-shaped flying chair.
"Ah, Father is back?"
He looked at his younger brother, who was still asleep, and did not wake him. He quickly changed clothes, rode the large cigar-shaped craft out, and spiraled upward through a passageway.
The base's structure was not square and straight like human architecture, but curved.
Outside the room, a corridor stretched upward like a spiraling wave toward the top level, maintaining a gentle arc throughout, connecting top and bottom in an unbroken flow.
Countless rooms were distributed along this massive spiral corridor.
Like branches, the rooms extended from the passageway, resembling single-stranded RNA.
And that was not all. On the other side of the rooms were two identical passageways. Together with the rooms between them, they formed a twisted "triple-helix DNA" structure.
The three main corridors twisted parallel to one another, linked by rooms and braided together. The fan-shaped spacing between every two corridors was one hundred and twenty degrees, making the structure look like a braid from above.
To humans, this would have been terribly inconvenient. The corridor was like an enclosed slide. Going down required sliding, going up required climbing, and walking was simply impossible.
Smooth curved surfaces were everywhere—a quintessentially "anti-human" design.
Humans built flat roads and used stairs between floors because they could not fly and had to walk.
Clearly, this architectural style had been designed on the assumption that all users could fly. At a subconscious