"Hoo~"
Agave Rope's breathing was a bit rapid.
John knew he was interested in things like this, but he didn't expect him to be obsessed to such a degree.
He suddenly felt the person in front of him was so unfamiliar.
Also a bit pathological.
Agave Rope scratched the back of his head—the newly installed Network Access Vault was still in the adaptation phase.
Maybe the wound was a bit itchy and painful.
"You sound good, why not mass-produce it?"
Agave Rope asked.
John looked at him with some surprise, not expecting him to still have his wits about him.
Bismarck didn't avoid the question.
"Because it's expensive."
This is an experimental-level chip that can create a high-level operating system.
Imagine something that can support heavy intelligent weapons being used as the core of a sex companion intelligent mechanism...
How many customers can afford it?
It ultimately could only be customized, not mass-produced.
"..."
Agave Rope's expression became very complicated.
