Lin Yu had assumed Victor's exaggerated praise earlier was merely the routine flattery of a subordinate toward a superior.
"Of course!" Combining Lin Yu's facial expression with his observations, Victor quickly deduced what she was thinking and added with a hint of pride:
"We of the Titanium-Silicon Clan are the most efficiency-conscious race in the entire universe."
"And the accuracy of information is the key factor in ensuring high efficiency."
"We do not engage in behaviors that may seem to bring people closer together but actually reduce efficiency."
"To use an Earth-specific analogy, we are probably what you call 'single-minded.' Of course, our heads contain only silicon-based neural boards."
"I could tell..." Lin Yu nodded noncommittally.
"So?" Victor asked again.
"Modify it if you want. It's just an industrial product from before the apocalypse, not even an item..." Lin Yu replied absentmindedly, then casually corrected him, "Also, your analogy is a little inappropriate. A wife who has just been married into the household on her wedding night generally would not want her husband to treat her gently..."
"Is that so?" Victor scratched his head, producing a grating metallic sound.
After that, Lin Yu stopped paying attention to the Titanium-Silicon Clan Silver Boot Warrior. She leaned back onto her beach chair and stared blankly at the slowly rotating Demon Eye in the distance.
It was not until half an hour later, when an enticing fragrance reached her nose, that Lin Yu's wandering thoughts were pulled back to reality.
Curiously, she turned her head and looked toward where the scent was coming from.
She saw the barbecue robot modified from a "generator" bustling nonstop beside the grill and fell into deep thought.
Were all Titanium-Silicon Clan members this absurdly skilled at modifying things?
Central Demon Domain
Solid Rock Layer.
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