What was this guy talking about?
Ye Qiyan crushed the beer can in his hand.
The Astral Sacred Crest silently blocked the beer inside.
"Ahem, cough... I'm the one asking questions here. And how did you even reach that conclusion...?"
Thousand-Path Turing smiled smugly.
"Hmph, I analyzed you a long time ago. I just never confirmed it. It's perfectly normal for beings like Train Conductors to have things they like. Take that Lin You in your Imperial Sequence-doesn't he like Dragons?
"Oh, and Fan Huo. That guy quite simply likes war.
"Hmph, thinking about it, if we're talking about Demons, although a [Lust] Demon Card has never appeared in the Wasteland's history,
"your Demon Card is different from all the previous ones.
"So maybe... heh heh.
"You're actually into more than just Mecha Girls. Demons, Artifact Spirits, machines, even..."
Ah... should I kill him? Let's do it right now...
Danger filled Ye Qiyan's eyes. Cool Moon understood at once and readied Moonshadow to slash straight down at the black stone tablet.
"Hey! D-don't do anything rash! Damn it, you can't take a joke! I'll stop talking, all right?!"
Thousand-Path Turing immediately shut his mouth.
Honestly, this guy's personality was different from what Ye Qiyan had imagined when he first learned there was a Central Brain like this.
How should he put it?
A little...
Bizarre, even unhinged.
"Heh. I'll keep asking, and you keep answering. And don't make me sound like Lin You. I just don't trust other people."
He glanced beside him. Eve and Lisette were both looking at him expectantly.
"Next question."
He forcibly ended the subject, raising a hand to flick both Lisette and Eve on the forehead.
"Why are you still alive?"
"What do you mean?"
Thousand-Star Turing did not understand what Ye Qiyan meant by