Yang Ming silently closed the Old Emperor's first-person video.
This thing shouldn't be watched too much.
He was currently single, and seeking out call girls would be beneath him.
"Damn it," Yang Ming muttered, "does the Old Emperor's Intelligent Machine even have that function?"
"It originally didn't," Lyu smirked slightly, "but he wrote himself a program and reactivated some of his parts. He probably modified it from an advanced companion robot."
"So you're saying this Intelligent Machine overpowered its supervisor, right in front of another supervisor."
Both the human and his accompanying Mechanical Thought Body fell into deep contemplation.
Half a minute later.
Yang Ming clicked his tongue, "Truly stimulating."
Lyu, "Truly stimulating."
