"You're supposed to use a fake sword, but you used a real one! You're supposed to use a fake sword, but you used a real one! What were you thinking? Were you trying to chop your boss to death and achieve freedom for the working class?"
Gao Gong jabbed a finger hard into the little girl's forehead, poking tears into her eyes.
The little girl pouted and defended herself aggrievedly:
"I didn't use a real knife. I used a real sword!"
"I think you're the real bitch! Your whole family is full of bitches!"
"Boss, you're my family too."
"..."
Gao Gong was momentarily at a loss for words.
"Well, thank you."
He pulled out the 'Carbon-Based Slaughtering Sword' with his other hand. The mechanical greatsword, as wide as a door, radiated the aura of a vicious beast. As the strongest killing construct refined from the blood of ten top-tier Tier Three powerhouses—including Gao Gong's own blood—it was indeed rather ferocious. The moment Gao Gong gripped it, it began vibrating wildly, its sharpness shooting out like a blade that could tear apart a biological magnetic field.
"Heh. Long time no see. Your temper has gotten quite a bit bigger. You even dare to lose your temper with me now!"
Gao Gong said coldly.
The might of a Tier Three Emperor erupted. Golden light surged from his palm and pressed down. Wherever it passed, the mechanical greatsword, which had still been trembling moments ago, immediately settled down.
Although the 'civilization trait' had disappeared when he advanced from Tier Two to Tier Three, his suppression of machinery had only increased, and its range was no longer limited to 'ancient machinery'.
Xiao Yu stared pitifully at her little companion. She wanted to rescue it, but did not dare to. Her feet fidgeted back