Fifty Thousand Years? Do You Hear Yourself?

Hearing this, Lin Feng couldn't help but interrupt.

"I mean, it's fine if you recruit ordinary people. Ordinary people really are weak."

"But if they complete missions, wouldn't it be enough to give them rewards that can strengthen them?"

"You're so stingy that they might survive the first mission but never the second. What were you thinking?"

Lin Feng had basically concluded that there was definitely something wrong with the Overmind's brain.

Perhaps it had lacked someone to guide it during childhood and had been fumbling along the road of wisdom all by itself.

Lin Feng still remembered the pile of mission-completion rewards the Overmind had given Linglu.

A self-driving electric scooter, along with a talking beautiful-girl figurine.

Seriously, did it expect those things to fight monsters?

Don't call yourself the Overmind anymore. Call yourself the Pig Brain...

The Overmind helplessly revealed the truth. "...I only have these things."

"My creator never completed my reward module."

"What I can create can be obtained in the worlds where they carry out missions anyway, so..."

So it wasn't that the Overmind didn't want to give rewards. It simply couldn't.

This whole master-and-servant pair had no normal ones!

"If you can't make them, don't you have any ready-made products?"

"Uh... I do. After completing twenty missions, they can exchange for an Energy Hand Cannon..." the Overmind replied.

Linglu promptly pulled out something colorful that looked like a children's toy gun.

"Boss, look, this is it."

As she spoke, Linglu fired two shots at the floor.

Two blue energy blasts shot into the ground without leaving the slightest trace.

Speechless...

Its destructive power was only a little stronger than a small pistol, and you called that a hand cannon? Was it even made of plastic?

What kind of kiddie toy was this?

"I think