Chapter 9:// Calling on
Back in the cafeclnc wifi the datarate was still low even though there were barely any users this time of day.
Leo the user checked the email he got from the Apollo Clinic. It said to come pick up his dog. It wasn’t actually his dog, but he had had to claim ownership for them to perform surgery on the poor creature.
parrotd> The user needs instructions!
httpd> Coming, coming. This connection is slow.
The clinic’s instructions popped up on his veil, in his field of vision. He was to walk around the back of the building, where they had brought in Aibo, his newly acquired responsibility.
The user saw the instructions but looked towards the cafeteria.
parrotd> Did he crash?
armd> No, he is hesitating again.
parrotd> Must be a processing speed iss
