"My butt hurts so much... It feels like it's on fire, and something keeps scratching me..." Lin Fan woke to Rebecca's muttered complaints.
He rubbed his eyes and felt along the wall beside the bed. "Bear with it a little longer. The more your butt hurts, the more it means Perturabo is coming through the daemon mark."
"Wuwuwu... I feel like I have hemorrhoids... And rectal bleeding! And anal fissures! Oh my God! Is this something an innocent, pure-hearted artificial intelligence should have to experience?"
After saying that, Rebecca cried even harder, making Lin Fan feel a little embarrassed.
"Don't listen to her... If she wanted to turn off her sensory perception, she would've done it long ago. She's just teasing you." Oedmeir appeared through the open doorway, a pot of coffee in her hand. "Want a sip?"
"No thanks." Lin Fan declined Oedmeir's offer. "Your coffee is too pure. I suspect you grind coffee beans into paste and drink them straight. It's even more bitter than medicine."
"It's called rich aroma. You just don't understand." Oedmeir curled her lip, lifted the pot, and took several huge gulps before licking the ring of coffee foam from her lips.
At present, the three of them had already spent three days in the star system Trazyn had provided. Oedmeir had spent one day turning the wreckage left behind by the ship into a gravity mining platform.
With a casually written piece of automated code, she had set the massive engineering construct moving on its own. As for transporting the mined Blackstone, Rebecca's gravity beams handled that.
It was like Rebecca sticking a straw into a coconut and drinking its juice, while the ground excavators played the role of prying open the coconut shell.
Lin Fan and Oedmeir had prepared some food in