At seven that evening, Chen Chuan had dinner with Vegadov and most of the camp's members in its largest dining hall.
He had to marvel once again at the Federation's Purity Faction's wealth. All the ingredients served to him and Vegadov at the banquet had been flown in from Central City.
The ingredients were exceptionally fresh and nutritious. Not only was the meal well balanced, but specialists had also tailored it for them. It was far better than anything the Federation had provided to the Visiting Delegation.
During the banquet, the camp also had an active consciousness entity use simulacrum resources to stage a musical. Although these were only shallow simulacra that could not make physical contact with anyone, verbal interaction was possible, and they looked no different from real people.
Applause rang through the dining hall from time to time, keeping rhythm with the music.
Although this required supplying the active consciousness entity with large quantities of high-energy nutrients, morale in the camp visibly soared.
Chen Chuan went to the room prepared for him. It was exquisitely decorated, with a thick, expensive carpet covering the floor and elegant, high-end furniture arranged throughout. A finely carved liquor cabinet and decorative works of art stood in the corner.
The entire room exuded an understated yet unmistakable luxury, like a noble's private residence.
Seeing all this, he was close to forming certain stereotypes about the Federation's Purity Faction.
He sat down in a classical chair adorned with elaborate carvings and tapped his World Token. Detailed information about the operation appeared on the Light Screen.
Vegadov had told him about it on the train, but many things were difficult to convey clearly through words alone.
The documents made things much clearer. Arranged chronologically, they detailed the investigations into the target over the past