When Yu Lian realized this, he instinctively brushed at the radiation layer around him again, feeling as if he had already been surrounded by hundreds of slugs.
"You finally figured it out. Ahaha, I told you—its greatest virtue is persistence. Since it wants to prosper alongside you, it will definitely..."
"Could you stop using that word? It makes me cringe."
"It wants to conquer you, so of course it has to work hard to raise your favorability."
Perhaps it would be better to go back to the original wording.
"It also hopes that you'll grow stronger, and even more than that, it hopes you'll cross that boundary and enter the True God realm as soon as possible."
"...Should I be thanking it, then?"
"That's how the program was designed. It may be an artificial idiot, but it can still calculate things at this level."
"So, is this a good thing?"
"Of course it's a good thing." Little Gray revealed a warm smile, then added, "At least for now, it really is a good thing."
Yu Lian sighed and decided not to think about it for the moment.
"So, where to next? You decide, Captain!" Little Gray spun around, and her bulky spacesuit transformed into a seventeenth-century military uniform with tassels and a tricorne hat. She even gained a headscarf and a half-eyepatch.
"It's up to you, Captain!"
There wasn't even a ship anymore, so what kind of captain was he supposed to be? Yu Lian mourned the Gray Panda for two seconds before looking toward his loyal companion, the unspeakably loyal Flamewing Dragon.
Bisephyrus seemed to sense Yu Lian's gaze. After gulping down three mouthfuls of crystals—an amount roughly equal to half its own body—it raised its neck and helplessly met Yu Lian's smile.
Thus, those eyes that looked as