Ex-Machina on Dimensional Travel

After saying that, Roman slumped over the worktable in front of his seat.

He had no intention of digging into Xiu Er's powers. There was no point, and it might even provoke her resistance.

By now, Roman regarded Xiu Er as one of his own. He would not do something so intrusive.

Xiu Er blinked in confusion as she watched someone suddenly turn into a "salted fish."

"Reminder: Doctor, you still have much work to do. You cannot rest yet."

"Waaah, I've been working through the night for days straight. At least let me rest a little, okay?"

Hearing Xiu Er's chilling "urging," Roman lay across the desk and wailed without regard for his image.

However, his tantrum had no effect on Xiu Er whatsoever.

Because Xiu Er remembered that Roman had relied on her "medicine" to stay awake through those nights.

Besides, she could also "see" that every indicator of Roman's body was currently within normal parameters.

In other words, Roman did not need rest at all right now. He had more than enough energy to devote himself to work.

"..."

"Um, Miss Xiu Er, is there anything else?"

Feeling increasingly uneasy under Xiu Er's gaze, Roman, who had originally wanted to slack off for a while, hurriedly tried to change the subject.

"...No."

"Then, since there's nothing else, will you stay with me and look after Mashu?"

As he spoke, Roman gestured with his eyes toward the still-sleeping Mashu.

"..."

Xiu Er glanced at Mashu, uncertain.

After all, there really was nothing to do right now. If they wanted to head to the Sixth Singularity, they still had to wait for Roman and the other staff members to finish calibrating the equipment.

Yet Roman, one of the people in charge, was "slacking off" here by himself.

"Don't worry,