"Where was this?"
The genuine Ship of Fools Boatman had only just escaped Giant Goddess and the undead Discod. Before he could row more than a few strokes, he quickly realized he had been swept into an unfamiliar "domain."
Before him stood an enormous steam factory that was incredibly bustling yet impeccably orderly.
Massive machines blasted out scorching steam, assembly-line workshops stretched beyond sight, robots moved back and forth everywhere, mechanical arms followed fixed tracks, and dense circuits ran like endless black lines... The products were mechanical dolls—dolls of every kind.
And those operating the machinery were dolls as well.
To those with obsessive-compulsive tendencies, the scene before them would have been wonderful. It was simply too neat and orderly.
Yet at that moment, Tang Qi sensed a kind of "malice."
Heavy footsteps approached. A bald doll clad in dark cyan work clothes, resembling a bearded human man in his forties, walked over.
"Honored guest, welcome to the Factory."
"This is the land ruled by absolute order. Chaos is a virus, freedom is bacteria, and the meaning of our existence is to eliminate chaos and eliminate freedom."
"Please take your time looking around. See how beautiful and healthy order is."
"Would you be willing to become one of us?"
Boom
As the ruler of the Lawful Good Alignment, Tang Qi naturally did not reject order.
But what Tang Qi saw before him was not normal order at all. It was absolute order.
More accurately, it was absolute control.
Within Tang Qi's eyes, there was not the slightest trace of "self-awareness."
What he saw was control that eradicated all thought.
Its source was a powerful will that was cold, devoid of emotional fluctuations, and seemingly metallic.
Tang Qi sensed an intense Divinity Aura.
Divine Entity: Factory.
``` Status: Normal.