"Like you?" As Lin Xian heard this, an image of Grace's graceful female form came to his mind, placing his consciousness inside it felt truly peculiar.
Mochizuki Masashi said flatly, "Amplify your intelligence by a million times, and you'll get unexpected results."
"I'd rather not. I prefer her to be a bit more like a robot."
After speaking, Lin Xian waved his hand and, under Mochizuki Masashi's gaze, stepped out of the hall.
For Lin Xian, having Grace as a robotic assistant to handle various affairs and help with drone management was quite sufficient; anything more seemed unnecessary.
However, Mochizuki Masashi's reminder made Lin Xian a bit more cautious as he exited the tower, came to the upper deck, and looked down at the neon-lit mechanized city below. The holographic curtain walls flowed with the cold light of advertisements, drone trails wove a luminous net at low altitudes, and various flying devices soared by, leaving fleeting iridescences across the metallic walls.
