A robotic doll that closely resembled the Bronya next door sat at the desk, emotionless, expressionless, and motionless, just like a doll.
On either side of the desk, two women with excellent figures, one blonde and one silver-haired, worked with their heads lowered.
"The two beside me are Bronya Rand and Cocolia Rand. They are my humanoid assistants, responsible for carrying out all my commands."
"Humanoid? Is that some new technology?" March 7th took a step back to Stelle's side and whispered, "Stelle, has there been an Intellitron crisis here? The whole city is run by robots."
"Probably not. We didn't see any robots when we came in."
Stelle thought for a moment. Gepard certainly looked human, too.
"Then why is this happening?" March 7th couldn't quite understand. Two beautiful-looking human women were working diligently. Chapter 184: Aha! There Must Be Laughter!
March 7th wasn't actually a complete idiot.
She had heard the term "humanoid" before. Those two were clearly real people. She couldn't possibly fail to distinguish humans from dolls.
If anything, Prometheus, who sat there, looked more like a doll.
By this point, Gepard had already excused himself when Prometheus waved him away. His part was over for now.
"And she even makes people call her boss. She looks smaller than Herta's puppets."
March 7th looked Prometheus up and down. Honestly, she looked a little like the silver-haired girl beside her named Bronya, the one with the amazing figure, as though she were a younger version of her.
"I read a human-interest autobiographical novel before bed once." Stelle leaned closer to March 7th's ear and quietly began telling her the story.
"In that novel, there was apparently a mother and daughter, an empress and her daughter, who had some strange, secret hobbies. One day, they couldn't hold back