Even after they had moved far away from Mist Arrival, Tulan and B80's eyes never left Yu Xunge.
Yu Xunge raised a finger in warning. "From now on, let's keep quiet!"
Tulan and B80 said nothing either. They simply sat on her shoulders, one on each side, staring at her.
Some feelings needed no words.
Yu Xunge: ...
Expressionlessly, she slowly lowered her raised finger, clenched her fist, and put both pets into the Pet Space.
The pressure instantly eased...
There were no more stalls in the Trading Area. The Mechanical Race were moving freely, searching for players they wanted to follow.
If she could have stories with the Mechanical Race, then other players naturally could too. It was just that some memories were profound, while others had already been repaired.
The Mechanical Race might come to know a player from repeatedly hearing about their deeds, but that did not necessarily mean they would like that player. In the end, only a special story that happened after they met might be written into the program. Everything else was merely information and intelligence.
Besides, Yu Xunge suspected that L had done something.
It was not narcissism. Mainly because every member of the Mechanical Race was avoiding her route...
Sometimes, when she suddenly sidestepped to the right, every robot on her right would also shift a step away from her.
To verify her guess, Yu Xunge spotted a little robot that was so focused on a player that it was not watching where it was going. She suddenly sidestepped and stood right in front of it.
The little robot sensed a player ahead. Although its head had not turned around, it stopped in time. Its cube head straightened and lifted as it prepared to see who this player blocking its path was!