The spacious room was silent, with only the faint white noise of electronic components operating.
The chair with its back to the door remained motionless, like a silent observer of a play.
Chu Guang wondered whether the professor's old friend, the "Observer," was also watching from nearby.
But even if it was, it probably couldn't jump in to say anything.
After all, it had said that the next meeting would be after tens of thousands of years.
If he could wait until then.
The professor standing on the screen seemed to be lost in distant memories. He stood quietly for a long time before beginning to speak in a slowly unfolding tone.
"It was a long, long time ago, over three hundred years removed from today."
"I can no longer recall if it was the first or second time I met it, but it was certainly the first time it conversed with me sincerely."
