Ash entered the room Eric was in.
But room was the wrong word to be honest. As Ash stepped inside, the space expanded far beyond what he had expected, and it was more like some sort of spaceship control room rather than a simple chamber within the Soul Space.
There were all sorts of monitors placed everywhere, their surfaces glowing with flowing data and constantly shifting symbols. Holograms floated here and there, rotating slowly in mid air, displaying structures, formulas, and incomplete models.
Various theories were written on notes being stuck on the board on one side of the wall, layers upon layers of calculations overlapping each other, with arrows and markings connecting different ideas.
Tons of spare parts, wires, and papers were scattered all around the place as if it had not been cleaned for millennia, and the entire area carried the suffocating intensity of someone who had been working without rest.
