"Are you feeling better today? I talked to the boss and got you some time off, you should rest more."
Seeing the young man come in, Deonte Basil was quick to usher him out.
Aubree Groove shook his head: "I'm much better, let me work."
Deonte Basil looked at his hand; the wound on the back of his hand had formed a scab. Though unsightly, it had a strangely shattered vibe.
The kid's hand is even more beautiful than a girl's hand.
"Alright then, call me if you feel unwell, I have to get back to work."
Aubree Groove nodded, watching as Deonte Basil returned to his work position, she turned around and walked into the intelligence bank.
This is the world's largest database, you need iris recognition to enter or leave.
The adjacent machine automatically scanned Aubree Groove's eyes, the recognition was successful, and the security door automatically opened to both sides.
Aubree Groove paused; Vermilion Bird hadn't set any security against her.