495th floor, Zone C, Room 11.
Dinner had just ended when Long Yuehong arrived home. Long Zhigu and Long Aihong—his siblings—were clearing the dining table and washing the dishes under the supervision of their mother, Gu Hong.
Their father, Long Dayong, naturally wasn't idle either. He skillfully cleaned the room.
Long Yuehong saw all of this through the ajar door, and he hesitated for a few seconds before walking in.
"Dad, Mom, I'm back." He subconsciously wanted to scratch his hair with his right hand, but he saw five iron-black metal fingers.
Long Yuehong was stunned for a second. In order to hide the complicated emotions in him, he flicked a stainless steel comb out and seriously combed his thick, messy black hair.
Gu Hong immediately turned around and looked at the door upon hearing his voice.
"You're finally back. It's been months!" the middle-aged woman nagged in surprise, joy, and excitement.