"Since you already know each other, I don't need to introduce you." As Herta shut down the Simulated Universe, she pulled over a chair for Stelle, who was still reeling from the blow, to sit on.
Having taken a hammer strike from the simulated Amber Lord head-on, Stelle was still so dazed that she didn't even notice something jumping onto her lap.
With that done, the Herta Puppet turned around and joined the other three in their conversation.
Noticing the odd atmosphere, she simply walked straight over to Ruan Mei.
"Ruan Mei said she wants to study you and needs you to provide some samples from your body. Of course, you'll be compensated." Blunt as ever, Herta said exactly what was on her mind.
"You really don't mince words, do you?" Morien chuckled. "Talking like that can lower the other person's affection for you, you know."
He pointed above his head.
"If you played dating sims often, you'd see an affection-down icon above my head."
But Herta wasn't buying any of it.
She could casually build a machine that displayed affection levels. Naturally, she could also tell Morien was joking, and she didn't care in the slightest.
"That sort of thing is completely unnecessary. Who knows how much time we'd waste exchanging pleasantries?" Herta replied.
"True." Morien nodded, then glanced at Ruan Mei. "So, you want to dissect me?"
"Not us. Just Ruan Mei," Herta said. "I don't have that much interest in a living organism, and in the Genius Society, staying out of someone else's research is basic courtesy."
At that point, Ruan Mei finally spoke.
"There's no need for dissection. I only need a little blood."
Morien raised an eyebrow.
"You want to clone me?"
"Yes." Ruan Mei looked at Morien and answered without evasion.
"I'm afraid that