"Which floor would you like to go to?"
As the voice faded, rows of numbers appeared on the metal panel.
But unlike normal elevator buttons, the options here were not simply floors.
After each number representing a floor was another number, forming a series of strange coordinates.
"Huh?"
Jessica and Feng were both rather baffled by the strange coordinates whose meaning they could not understand. Even the little witch Hattrem, who had lived for hundreds of years, could not immediately make sense of the situation.
"Anyway, why don't we get in and try pressing one?"
Jessica's curiosity ultimately won out over her caution. She pulled the still-hesitant Feng into the spacious elevator car. Tsareena, Hattrem, and Cinccino followed them inside.
The glass doors closed silently. The interior was exceptionally simple, with only four glass walls polished like mirrors and the metal panel on the front wall, displaying constantly scrolling coordinates.
"Which one should I press...?" Jessica's finger hovered over the baffling coordinates.
"Pick one that looks nice?" Feng suggested, her gaze sweeping over the shifting numbers and symbols.
"Then let's go with this one. Six and twenty-one-just happens to be Xiao Tong's birthday." As she spoke, Jessica reached out and pressed those coordinates.
The instant Jessica's finger touched [6-21], the entire elevator gave an extremely faint click, like gears meshing precisely.
The expected sensation of weightlessness never came. Instead, there was a peculiar feeling of-sideways movement!
Beyond the four glass walls, the hotel corridor was no longer stationary. It turned into rapidly streaming bands of colorful, distorted light, as though the elevator were speeding along an invisible track.
It did not feel like going up or down, but more like traveling through an incredibly complex network of pipes.
"Whoa!" Jessica exclaimed, instinctively grabbing Feng beside her.
Feng steadied herself as