"But what else can you do for me?" Xu Xiaoyou asked.
"You seem a bit down. Would you like a cup of coffee, or perhaps some tea?"
As it spoke, the robot's mechanical hand extended, retrieving a coffee cup from its open abdomen, and poured a full cup of coffee, placing it respectfully in front of Xu Xiaoyou.
The delicate liquid moistened the mouth, the rich aroma followed by a lingering bitterness.
It had been decades since Xu Xiaoyou last drank coffee.
She was no longer sure when it started, but her perception of time had blurred. It was as if an unremarkable line in a book could account for this long span of time, enveloping all her loneliness over the years.
The warmth of the coffee wafted into the air, pulling Xu Xiaoyou back from her chaotic thoughts.
All she did was to save her civilization.
To find that one path forward for her civilization's future.
But now, her civilization had perished.
Everyone had disappeared.
She seemed to have lost her direction...
