Sometimes, Russell wondered whether he counted as a dragon, a human, a god, or some kind of mechanical lump.
But Mobius's pursuit of evolution was clearly not dragon godhood, Human Godhood, or machine godhood.
Her desire was endless.
So, before she had even fully understood what she currently had on hand, she had already set her sights on a complete Screwllum.
This was quite a headache—unlike Ruan Mei and Herta, those fragile types, Screwllum was a genuine Hexagonal Warrior.
Moreover, as his completeness increased, his computational power would surely expand to terrifying levels. When Ruan Mei had been copied before, it had already drawn attention once.
Thanks to the constantly rising stats, copying Screwllum's Humanoid Form had not gotten him discovered outright.
But if he faced the complete Screwllum next, there was no telling whether the Spirit Base Replication that had always worked so well would suddenly fall flat.
What a headache.
Perhaps it was time to open another Strengthening Instance?
That damn Equilibrium had apparently turned into Strong Dong's face the moment he stopped making offerings to it.
Those who did not work hard were not my brothers; those who did not Pay to Win were not my Emanators.
Perhaps he really ought to Pay to Win once.
The specific method might be to rewrite Terra's universe into dualism?
He seriously considered using Pay to Win to raise his Spirit Base Replication skill by another level.
Then he shook his head again.
Forget it. He should first think about how to remove certain people from Sunday's list.
Excellent. He had just been preparing to clear out some competitors.
He turned his gaze toward March 7th.
The girl was still looking at him, her eyes carrying the feeling that she wanted to ask something.
"People do not visit without a