After dinner that evening, I told Sandora about what I had been doing in Shadow City for half the day. She seemed to have heard something about Tawell planning to design a New Warship, though she did not know the details. When she heard that miniaturized Disassembly Generators were ready for deployment and would become the new battleships' main weapons, Sandora looked quite pleased. To celebrate, she went to the kitchen and brought back three baskets of buns, casually stuffing one into my hand. "So Tawell's twenty percent increase in Mass Projections lately was for this. She really is talented. Even in the Old Empire, she would probably have been a renowned master technician."
The moment Sandora mentioned Tawell's massive flock of Mass Projections, I could not help but complain internally. Every kind of Shilin Apostle had special abilities unique to their Sub-branch. Tawell's Sub-branch specialized in research, and her racial talent was multithreaded processing, but not every research-oriented, multithreaded Shilin Apostle had hundreds or thousands of Mass Projections like she did. That research fanatic had actually modified herself, combining her thread allocation system with Mass Projection technology. That was how she had created the spectacular sight of countless Tawells. Every time I saw clusters of Mass Projections bustling about in a laboratory, I could not help wondering what would happen if Tawell developed schizophrenia...
Unexpectedly, Tawell herself took the issue remarkably well. She had been delighted at the time. "Schizophrenia? That would be wonderful, Your Majesty. Then you would have two chief technicians..."
Then she had eagerly gone to find Lilina to ask how she could become schizophrenic. Lilina had actually received her seriously, because she thought Tawell really had gone mad and needed treatment...
I simply could not understand how those research maniacs thought.
"You have to understand