This Artifact had quite the proud temperament.
Chen Xuan signaled for his two companions to lay Elorie flat on the forge table, then said in his mind, "I'm ready."
This time, the opening appeared directly above Little Angel's head.
Chen Xuan reached his hand into the opening and connected once more to the universe constructed from souls.
Yet he did not make his next move for a long while.
"Human, why haven't you begun?" N77 could not help asking.
"You can see the shape of souls, right? Then help me check whether the person lying on you has a mismatch between her soul's shape and her body, making them incompatible?"
"Shortsighted. The body is not a container, nor is the soul something stored within it." It seemed to disdain that way of putting it.
"Then what is the relationship between the soul and the body?" Chen Xuan asked humbly.
"You would not understand. There is no need to ask." N77 replied without emotion.
Well, damn—he should have called Liu Li over too.
He could see it now. None of these Artifacts were easy to talk to. Aside from Liu Li, who was practically no different from a human, neither N959 nor N77 possessed a humanlike consciousness.
At first, N959 had even tried to bite back at him, only becoming obedient after Liu Li gave it a good scare.
Well—none of them were human, after all.
But Chen Xuan had his own way of dealing with them.
"If I can't figure it out, I can't make a move." He deliberately put on a helpless expression. "Do you even want me to use you or not?"
"..." N77 fell silent.
And that silence was undoubtedly an answer.
Chen Xuan laughed inwardly. Artifacts craved being used—it was their nature, or rather, the root