"Now that we've successfully gotten the machine, I'll leave the creation of 'Super Verity' and the construction of the dreamscape to you and Priestess, Verity." Qianyi was no expert in this field, so he decisively handed everything over to the professionals. He only needed to play the role of a coal boss, providing money and resources.
"No, no, no. This alone isn't enough. We're still missing something even more important." Verity suddenly said.
"What?" Qianyi asked, puzzled.
"Genius Club geniuses! Or rather, the standard for genius!" Verity said excitedly.
Standards were indispensable when conducting experiments.
Since she had never personally seen a Genius Club genius and had only heard that they were the most intelligent beings in the universe, Verity could not determine whether she could create a "Super Verity" capable of joining the Genius Club through genuine talent.
For that, she needed a yardstick—a benchmark sufficient to measure what exactly a "genius" was.
The method was simple. She only needed to send the ideas swirling in her mind, the meticulous plans, and the exquisite blueprints to an acknowledged genius, then wait and see what reaction they showed.
Qianyi readily agreed to the request. After all, forwarding a document to Herta was hardly any trouble.
Yet barely ten minutes after the message was sent, the communicator began vibrating violently.
The moment he opened his phone, the avatar of Herta's little doll popped up, accompanied by a string of shock that practically leaped off the screen:
"????"
"Huh?!"
"No, we haven't seen each other for only a few days, and you're already making such a huge move?!"
"This is completely challenging the Mechanical Head! You're practically inviting the Silent Lord over!!"
"No! This plan isn't even challenging the Mechanical Head anymore. This plan is straight-up aimed at killing the Mechanical Head!!"