January 4, 557th year of the New Era.
Cruzde Federation, Binglin Province, the capital Binglin City, the accommodation area of the Federation Strategic Group, room "-318" on the third floor below ground.
After waking up from his dream, Dak did not wash up and go out immediately. Instead, he put the "old radio" on the sofa, and took a nap on the bed while feeling confused and tired.
It was not until the faint light was repeated and turned into a bright, straight "beam of light" that penetrated through the small window, giving the whole room a subtle, hazy feeling of morning light, that he yawned, lifted the heavy white quilt, walked barefoot across the cheap wooden floor, walked to the door, and pressed the switch.
"Snapped!"
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