Mechanical Micro-City and The Create Experiment Records

The sound of waves and tides kept rolling in, crashing against the shore with a rushing roar.

Seagulls cried overhead, while the warmth on his face and the scent of the sea breeze seemed like a pair of warm hands gently stroking Fang Ran's cheeks.

Lying alone on a large bed, he slowly woke from his dreams.

With a messy bird's nest of hair, he opened his bleary eyes and dazedly looked at the beautiful coast in some unknown corner of the world.

Seeing this scene, Fang Ran should have thought he was still dreaming. He smacked his lips, yawned sleepily with tears in the corners of his eyes, and climbed out of bed.

Stepping onto the soft white sand, he headed into the bathroom right beside the bed.

Looking at himself in the mirror and the azure sea behind him, he went through his usual morning routine of washing up and brushing his teeth.

After finally getting dressed, he pushed open the incredibly incongruous door standing alone on the beach.

Then he saw the originally empty space, spanning thousands of square meters.

Technological spires over a hundred meters tall stood everywhere, mechanical arms dozens of stories high loomed overhead, and tracks and production lines covered the floor.

Orderly technological creations had filled the place overnight, surrounding the massive spatial gate at the center and the sleeping "Youye."

It was as though they were building a miniature city.

Fang Ran: "..."

Sure enough, seeing this was what should have made me think I was dreaming.

The grand, unbelievable sci-fi scene before him far exceeded his imagination.

The cold scent of metal and machinery filled the air. Drones and robot swarms moved through the area, while Fang Ran, emerging from the Bio-Environment Mimicry Pod, looked like an ant crawling out of