"Leave?"
The scholar looked at the slave master in surprise, puzzled, he said:
"Why leave? When did I say I wanted to arrange a retreat for them? Don't worry, my lord, my old friends won't become a burden to you. Everyone's fate has an endpoint, and this is theirs.
You don't know yet, do you?
Dangerous waves have already appeared in the sub-space, and my old friends have spent two hundred years worshipping mechanics, constructing beliefs and forming organizational structures.
They themselves don't know they're playing with something very dangerous.
Considering the current situation, I don't think the birth of a God of Mechanism is a good idea, you must understand, the creator's power comes from mechanical civilization, once a God of Mechanism is born, it can easily resonate terribly with those remnants in this field.
Therefore, this is our third task at Charldo Harbor...
