They were entering an old villa. Although the exterior appeared aged, the inside was surprisingly trendy.
The non-load-bearing walls on the first floor were completely knocked down. All around the edges of the room, flashing mechanical equipment lit the walls.
Even with Shen Yue's discerning eye, he couldn't figure out what these devices were for at first glance.
About a dozen people clad in white coats were busy at different tasks. Some were examining computer data, some analyzing under microscopes. One was particularly bizarre - a young-looking, black-haired individual, sitting on a yoga mat on the floor, seemingly deep in meditation.
The place resembled a hospital, and compactly, a psychiatric ward.
Though the front door of the villa was open, none of the people inside paid them any attention, absorbed in their work.
Shen Yue felt as if he had stepped into a research base.