A22 teleported a camera into her hand, took a picture of the image, then carefully photographed every detail up close.
The pattern was sent to the other clones for replication and analysis.
She asked Kalu about the relevant information.
Though whether she asked or not did not really matter. She could simply try summoning it herself.
But A22 knew that summoning coordinates also contained certain information. Perhaps she could use the corresponding method to deduce the location of the target spacetime.
Since the positions of worlds within the void followed certain patterns, the summoning coordinates drawn with each spacetime as a reference point had to be unique as well.
In other words, a coordinate corresponded one hundred percent to a single region.
And this coordinate, brimming with aesthetic beauty—who knew whether it had been drawn casually or designed in some particular way? It looked far too special, as if it were depicting a world with some special significance.
"Someone's coming. Let's go."
Sensing two people approaching, A22 grabbed the short-haired girl by the arm and vanished from the scene with a whoosh.
Of course...
Mystic Thread still extended toward this place.
The two girls returned to the magic tower.
Leaning back in her chair, A22 opened her arms. "Want a hug?"
"Uh..." The short-haired girl blushed. "Is that really okay?"
It felt a little strange.
"If I were a man, then you'd have something to worry about, okay? We're both girls. I just think you're cute."
"Mm-hmm, big sis is super cute too."
The girl pounced on her, as though she were hugging her actual older sister.
Alright, cute. Time for cuddles!
Meanwhile, in the basement.
The people who had entered earlier had now arrived before the gigantic ring.
The leader walked around the site once, shone his