On the tidy grass, there are pretty little chairs, equipped with all materials and tools for self-service barbecue nearby. No need to worry about litter polluting the environment, as the mechanical mice are always on standby to clean up those disgusting trash.
The sun is perfect, men working under the sun have no problem, while women have nice light-filtering umbrellas. A gentle breeze flows, making the whole body feel comfortable, and squirrels occasionally run over out of curiosity to watch the busy people. Even brave deer might go forward to see what these strange monkeys are doing.
"Iron Ball truly serves people wholeheartedly." Gu Tao stretches himself on the chair: "Really thoughtful."
"Silicon-based life core, is it really not dangerous?" Liuzi picks up a very peculiar-looking mechanical mouse: "Look at them, think about The Matrix."
"There definitely is." Gu Tao thinks for a moment, silent for a while: "Iron Ball, I guess your combat capabilities must be top-notch."
