After eating the grilled insect meat, night had finally fallen.
Lu Ban stepped outside and saw the street cleaning robots still diligently sweeping the roads clean of wind-blown sand. On the exterior walls of buildings, spider-like robots were carefully maintaining the surfaces to prevent signs of weathering.
The streetlights seemed to have broken, and probably even the spare bulbs were damaged. No one had repaired them, leaving the roads completely dark.
In this darkness, Lu Ban saw the stars over the wasteland shining brightly, densely scattered like the Milky Way back on Earth. He tried to identify some constellations, but to no avail—this was a wholly foreign nightscape.
At that moment, he saw robots emerging from Building A3.
They appeared to be heading towards a specialized maintenance location, walking in his direction.
Driven by curiosity, Lu Ban followed them.
The robots entered the back door of the ecological park, one after another.
