073 merely glanced calmly at the ruined instrument, then turned away indifferently.
Then, switching to a brand-new device nearby, 073 spoke without the slightest fluctuation in tone:
"Register again with your right hand."
Yang Yong suppressed the storm raging in his heart and did as instructed.
A moment later, a cold white identity card slid out.
The card was empty, with no name or photograph, only a cold string of digits:
9527!
At this point, Yang Yong was utterly certain.
This so-called Sky Base had no human warmth whatsoever.
It made no allowances for personal ties, asked nothing about backgrounds, and did not check what was true or false.
As long as you followed their rules and procedures, they could not even be bothered to care if you used a false name or tried something underhanded.
Yet the colder they were, the more chilled Yang Yong felt.
What kind of terror lurked in a place that did not care who you were, only whether you obeyed?
Once their identity information had been recorded, 073 led everyone toward the dormitories.
The entire journey was deathly silent. No one dared speak.
They walked for about ten minutes.
A steel building cast entirely from a special alloy stood before them, cold, hard, and oppressive.
073 swiped a card to open the entrance. Another expressionless staff member was already waiting inside.
"Transcendents, go with that staff member."
"Ordinary people, keep following me."
Those words split the crowd directly into two groups.
Yang Yong and the others who had awakened Sequence abilities were led inside the building.
They had barely taken a few steps before the group was split again.
"Women, come with me."
Xiao Xuan and Wang Ying were led away by another person.
Yang Yong's gaze flickered.
Sure enough, even the dormitories here