An unknown world, a business hotel in a small town.
The hotel was at the edge of the town; Bai Wu had been to the vast world outside this little town.
Therefore, searching for the boundary, or asking whether he was living in a vast soundstage like Truman, proved to be meaningless.
He knew that this world was vast, vast enough to be called a world.
In room 209 of the hotel, Bai Wu was browsing through many pieces of information on a mobile phone he had stolen from a passerby.
"If this world is a tower, then how did these civilizations come into being?"
"Is all of humanity's exploration of the universe fabricated?"
The one asking was Jing Liu.
Bai Wu shook his head and said,
"Not necessarily; it's just that all this doesn't conflict with the idea of humans living in a tower. Perhaps everything has simply taken a form that we are unaware of?"