"Busy, busy!! Let's get to work!"
The short, big-headed robot ran around the laboratory's various machines while flipping through a pile of documents.
His name was Edison, and he represented thought.
"Hmm... Would this be better?"
Another, taller robot had a stack of blueprints spread out before him as he pondered deeply.
His name was Pythagoras, and he represented wisdom.
"Anyway, let's break something first!"
The tall little girl with black-and-white hair and dog ears waved her fists and shouted excitedly.
"Oh! Go for it, Atlas! Smash this annoying base first!"
The short-haired beauty in a jumpsuit beside her smiled as she cheered her on.
Atlas represented violence, while Lilith represented evil.
Elsewhere, another stunning woman sat cross-legged on the floor, stuffing herself with food.
This was York, who represented desire.
Bright observed them one by one and could only say that Vegapunk's clones were all full of personality.
"Stop fooling around."
Fortunately, Shaka, the Number One clone, was very serious. Even the frivolity and twisted sense of humor Bright had seen in him before had vanished.
With his hands in his pockets, he said, "You should know what time this is. Everyone, put your backs into it."
"The construction of Pluto and the Seraphim Project must be completed as quickly as possible!"
"Yeah!"
"Leave it to us!"
Edison and Pythagoras, both naturally scholarly in temperament, answered without hesitation.
"Eh... Do we really have to do something this boring?"
Lilith sighed.
"I'd rather smash things!"
Atlas swung her fists with tremendous force.
"You know what this coming war means."
Shaka said calmly, "If we lose, then it's all over."
"Fine, fine, I know."
Lilith sighed again and again.
"I'll help, but afterward, you have to let me destroy things to my heart's content!"
Atlas was brimming with fighting spirit.
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