Five silver-white devices that looked like coffins lay quietly on the floor. They felt completely real to the touch, making it impossible to imagine that they had been created out of nothing. Hao Ren was curiously examining which parts of the "coffins" were controls when Raven 23333's words made him pause. "Getting worse? What's getting worse?"
"The Dream Plane. 12345 hasn't told you yet?" Raven 23333 sounded somewhat surprised. "Oh, it seems she has her own considerations again. In that case, I'd better not say too much. Ask her for the details after she gets back."
Hao Ren opened his mouth, but swallowed all his questions and pointed at the five silver cuboids. "By the way, how am I supposed to move these back? Wouldn't taking them through a teleportation gate take up too much space?"
"Use your personal space."
Hao Ren scratched his head. "Uh... it hasn't been activated yet."
"Not activated?" Raven 23333 was very surprised. "Your employee file says you should already be eligible to activate your personal space. Wait a moment while I check."
As she spoke, Raven 23333 narrowed her eyes and paused for two or three seconds before making an expression that was both amused and exasperated. "12345 forgot."
Hao Ren: "...I knew it!"
"Well, she makes this sort of mistake all the time. Don't take it personally." As Raven 23333 spoke, she snapped her fingers. "I've registered it for you. You have a personal space now. It's bound to your soul frequency and can be used within the Empire and anywhere covered by the Empire data network. Open it and take a look. It works the same way as the Data Terminal—just use Mind Control. You may feel a little dizzy the first time and have trouble making sense of the distorted spatial