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Meanwhile, in Tech-Priest Anthony's biological laboratory, he held various surgical instruments and reagents as he worked on the Ethereal's body beside the operating table.
Just then, a communication linked into his brain, and some NPC Tech-Priest reminded him:
"Lord Anthony, the Photon Dart is ready. It is expected to launch in an hour. Is the Ethereal ready?"
Tech-Priest Anthony had just finished his work. Looking at the sleeping Ethereal before him, he said:
"Don't worry, he's ready. I'll have him..."
Before he could finish, he saw the gang boss fidgeting at the operating room entrance and immediately changed his words.
"I'll send him over in forty-five minutes."
He then cut off the communication and turned his gaze toward the gang boss.
"What do you want?"
The gang boss shuffled awkwardly into the operating room and lowered his head to look at the sleeping Ethereal on the operating table.
"Tech-Priest, sir? How is he?"
Tech-Priest Anthony glanced at the Ethereal on the operating table.
"I've transformed his intestines and stomach into liquid containers for storing over ten liters of high-purity pheromones."
The gang boss was terribly disappointed.
"So that means I can't fire the Breakup Cannon, right?"
Tech-Priest Anthony clicked his tongue.
"No. You don't want to ruin my lord's great undertaking, do you?"
The gang boss let out a mournful sigh, then pleaded:
"Could you give me some private space, so I can say one final farewell to him?"
Tech-Priest Anthony wanted to shake his head, but the gang boss added:
"One day as husband and wife means a hundred days of grace!"
Tech-Priest Anthony sighed. Omnissiah, what kind of lunatic was this?!
"Fine, then. I'll give you five minutes!"
Tech-Priest Anthony fled the operating room as if