No. 17: You Just Want My Body-you Don't Even Care Which Number I Am! / Mei: Finish This Job and I'll Approve Your Paid Vacation to Mu Continent

"No."

Prometheus at one ten-thousandth capacity might not be strategic, but it was still precious.

Chen Luo was certainly more valuable than one ten-thousandth of Prometheus, but Mei genuinely could not see where Chen Luo had any need for Prometheus.

Besides, Mei was worried that if she gave Prometheus to Chen Luo, Mobius would come looking for her.

So you sent that little bitch Prometheus to steal my man.jpg

"One hundred-thousandth would do too."

"...What could one hundred-thousandth even do?" Mei asked in surprise.

"You agree?"

"No, I'm just curious. Explain it. I might agree after all."

"Actually, any portion of Prometheus will do, as long as the Prometheus assigned to me uses that body." Chen Luo pointed at Prometheus, who stood beside Mei and helped her handle official business.

"Oh? Why?"

"What I like is Prometheus and the mechanical body I poured my heart and soul into creating. It doesn't matter which number Prometheus she is."

I wanted to be the county magistrate's wife. Who the magistrate was didn't matter!

Hearing that, Prometheus looked up and glared at Chen Luo.

"Come to think of it, Mei, what number is the Prometheus beside you?" Chen Luo asked.

"Number 17."

"..." Chen Luo raised an eyebrow.

"By the way, I don't know what exactly you added to the mechanical body you made for Prometheus... but Number 17's emotional development is noticeably more pronounced than the other Prometheuses'. In other words..." Mei glanced at Prometheus beside her, then at the somewhat stunned Chen Luo, and smiled for once.

"In other words..." Chen Luo had a bad feeling about this.

"How about this? If you can persuade Number 17, I can allow her to be your assistant for a day or two," Mei said with a smile.

"Provided you can persuade her."

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