"What do you think will happen if I hit it with a brick?"
Looking at the colorful sphere floating leisurely in the cloud of dusty mist, completely ignoring everyone present, Bingdisi pulled out her golden Bible from her Personal Space, swung it around by its chain, and said.
"Stop fooling around, be serious." I sternly stopped Sister Bing from engaging in this reckless behavior akin to welding detonators and sawing lightbulbs, then focused my gaze on the sphere. We had just arrived and hadn't officially interacted with the sphere yet, but we already saw the busy figures of the work ship and Divine Servant soldiers, who were diligently removing Autonomous Machines and some quirky items from the site because they had been proven useless—except for verifying the hardness of the target's shell and the weakness of our scanning equipment.
