"Is this Crystal Lattice Academy?"
Walking through the campus so different in style from Edith Academy, Tilan couldn't help but look around, observing her surroundings.
In contrast to the classical style of Edith Academy, everything here was imbued with a technological industrial aesthetic.
The great hall of the academy looked like heat sinks inserted one by one into the ground and then interconnected, with sharp edges cut into uniform 120° obtuse angles, giving the whole an extraordinarily regular shape.
When she entered the towering hall, the world seemed to be segmented into fence-like grids, with the sides and the high dome above connected like the frames of a picture, looping one after another, connected by pale blue glass. Walking in this silent hall, she could hear the echo of her footsteps.
"How does it feel, Tilan? I was amazed by this hall too when I first entered the academy as a freshman," the boy walking in front of her explained.
