M9 watched as every one of its arrangements was dismantled by the enemy, its mechanical eyes utterly devoid of emotion.
It had never expected Li Zhengfeng, its original consciousness, to reveal all of his most closely guarded abilities to strangers.
Its calculations had never accounted for such an outcome.
When Li Zhengfeng's consciousness had been stripped away, his human emotions should have been removed as well. Yet he still cared about humanity and worried for humanity.
M9 could not understand that.
Why had he insisted on fighting for the foolish Jingsu people, even revealing all of his skills?
The Master should not have retained Li Zhengfeng's emotions. That did not fit his character.
No matter how many times it calculated here, it could not arrive at an accurate answer.
The crisis before it could no longer be resolved.
Its opponent had predicted every one of its actions with perfect precision.
At this point, M9's fleet was surrounded from both front and rear. If it could not break through, it would be buried in this sea of stars today.
However, it was not worried.
The Master should have more than one backup of it. Even if it died here, it could still fight the Jingsu people next time.
It was the Master's most loyal warrior.
Li Zhengfeng watched Xi Xiu and Qing Zhixun join forces to attack his consciousness backup, and he could not help feeling deeply moved.
He had not expected the two of them to understand him so thoroughly. They must have put a great deal of effort into it behind the scenes.
By the end of the battle, only one intact ship remained in M9's fleet.
It was the command ship M9 occupied.
Xi Xiu asked Li Zhengfeng whether they should destroy it completely or capture it. Li