'007, let's start studying.' After dinner, Bi Xia locked herself in her room.
[Sure, host,] 007 asked, [Should we enter the learning space?]
Bi Xia didn't hesitate much, nodded, 'Activate the learning space.'
In an instant, Bi Xia felt as if she were falling into a white, misty space.
The inside was empty and filled with mist, and Bi Xia found herself no longer in her ho attire, but in a military uniform.
This military uniform was what Bi Xia always wore in the learning space. Every ti she faced herself in the uniform, Bi Xia couldn't help but be captivated by her own appearance.
007: Hehe, what went wrong in the training? Where did the forrly shy and modest Little Xiaxia go?!
Ditching the boyish outfit, her curvaceous figure ca back. Bi Xia adjusted the military cap on her head, her lips curled slightly, and a bright sparkle shone in her star-like eyes.
[Hello host, welco back to the learning space. 007 at your service.]
A voice different from the one she heard before resounded in the space. The voice was particularly childish, and as soon as it finished speaking, there was a 'pop' sound, making the entire space no longer white but clearer.
The mist dispersed, revealing an empty space.
Suddenly, the space began to distort, like a poor signal becoming flickery. As each flicker passed, changes occurred, turning the once blank space into a conference room-like space.
In the center stood a white round table occupying a third of the space, each seat with a microphone and an electronic crystal pad. Above the round table, a large transparent crystal screen slowly descended.
Bi Xia raised her eyebrows while watching everything. The transparent crystal screen lit up with a 'swish', showing a big smiley face.
[First encounter with the sixteen-year-old host! Let's reintroduce ourselves~ Hello, host, I am 007!
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