[Chongyun hesitates, but ultimately follows Xingqiu's beckoning and moves to stand closer to the machine.]

Alright. If you think this will work, I will do my best.

[He turns to the machine before him, looking at the wrinkled lady in the glass case.]

All I have to do is ask it a question? Hmm... [He pauses for a moment, thinking of a worthy question, before nodding.]

Okay. My question is... Now that we are here, what is the purpose for our stay? Why have we been chosen?

[The machine whirrs to life before him, and he stares in surprise as the lights flicker and the robot lady cackles. A small slip of paper is printed out, and Chongyun takes it before reading it over.]

"The fall of slow rain upon the barren field will lead you to the house which shelters your destiny"..?