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"Brother Moyin, can you listen to my proposal?"
At this time, Chishou Natsuyo spoke.
"Well, let's hear it."
"I think it would be better to give this divine power to Miss Agent. Miss Agent, you can summon billions of mechanical units now, right?"
Chiju Natsuyo turned her gaze towards the agent.
"Yes."
The agent nodded in acknowledgment.
"The last time you were besieged by other gods, I was thinking about how we should restrain them. Miss Agent has mastered the laws of space now. She can release her mechanical torrent into the other side's world and threaten to massacre their believers to keep them busy. After all, faith is very important to gods."
"And if Miss Agent refines this Invariant Godhead, the opponent will not be able to deal with Miss Agent, and his followers will be consumed at a very fast rate. But if Miss Agent is killed by the opponent, the threat of those mechanical units will naturally be greatly reduced."
"Unless other gods can destroy a planet as quickly as you, they cannot catch up with Miss Agent's efficiency in exchanging and slaughtering your followers. So I think it is most appropriate for Miss Agent to refine this invariant godhood. If she uses it well, she can restrain several gods from attacking you."
Chiju Natsuyo suggested.
"Then agent, is it okay for me to refine this godhead for you?"
Moyin handed the Unchanging Godhead to the agent.
"I will follow your orders. During the period of refining the Godhead, I will hand over the management of the base to the Measurement Officer. Is that okay with you? She is one of the more reliable humanoids in the Iron Blood."
The agent asked.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you."
Mo Yin nodded.
"Well, Chinatsu wants a godhood that's more offensive, what about you, Baiyue?"
Moyin asked.
"I can do anything, but if you ask me about the godhead I like, I hope to make you indulge in me more and love my godhead!"
Inaba Hakugetsu said with a smile.
"Ah, this, I want this too."
Upon hearing this, Chishou Natsuyo quickly added.
"I always feel that I'm at a loss for getting this one, but as long as it can help the master, it doesn't matter."
The agent also expressed some regret.
"Ha... does such a godhead really exist..."
Moyin complained speechlessly.
"For example, a love-related godhood! I can make you love only me! Or something like that! Just thinking about it makes me excited."
Inaba Hakugetsu held his cheeks with both hands and gave a sick smile.
"No, I have to be responsible for the other children in the family. I can't just like you."
Moyin smiled bitterly.
"It doesn't matter what you give me. Everything I have belongs to you, Your Majesty."
"Well, you three have been working hard all the time, come with me today to have some snacks and relax."
"it is good!"
Inaba Hakutsuki and Chiju Natsuyo's eyes immediately sparkled, and although the agent's expression didn't change, Moyin could feel that she was also very happy about the invitation.
"Do you want to go to my world, or to the young master's world?"
Moyin asked.
"So, Nieto and I have been liking a dessert shop called Sweet Time lately. Do you want to try it?"
The agent asked.
"Okay, let's go check it out."
The four of them left the command center. Moyin took out a car from the system space and drove to the Sweet Time Dessert Shop according to the agent's navigation.
In the world of Black Bullet, in a spacious villa, an architect was watching a movie with a bucket of popcorn, and the metrologist placed a glass of carrot juice in front of the architect.
The architect bought this villa as protection money and called it their love nest.
"The agent asked me to go back to work. I guess I won't be able to come for a while. Be careful when you go out."
"Hey! What am I going to do with my meals? How am I going to live when you're gone?"
When the architect heard that the surveyor was leaving, he immediately threw the popcorn aside and hugged the surveyor's waist.
"Tell your little brother to buy it for you! Let go of me! I need to go back and hand over my work."
The surveyor hit the architect on the head with his fist, although he didn't use much force.
Since following Moyin, there have been no combat missions, so she learned to cook out of interest. The architect ate all the failed dishes that she cooked at the beginning, which looked like charcoal, while criticizing her.
To be honest, it would be a lie to say she wasn't touched, so she learned how to cook very hard.
Until now, her cooking skills have improved greatly, to the point that even after-meal desserts have to be prepared by her own hands.
"No way! What's all the food in those restaurants out there is rubbish! It can't even compare to what you cook! Ignore the agent's orders! Stay and be my cook!"
"If I really do that, I think tomorrow we will be disassembled into the small box that used to store the mind cloud map and placed in front of her."
The surveyor grabbed the architect's face and twisted it.
"What are you afraid of? With Mo Yin here, he won't let the agent treat us like that."
The architect said confidently.
"The agent trusts me, so he gave me the task. I am different from an unreliable guy like you. I want to help the agent."
The metrologist insisted.
"Then what should I do! You even gave up your wife for the sake of the agent?"
"What nonsense! Are you going to die just because I asked you to eat some food cooked outside? Don't forget that we have such a powerful body now! You can live a leisurely life as a boss every day all thanks to Mo Yin and the agent. Don't you know that you should give back?"
The surveyor grabbed the architect's face and twisted it violently, this time she twisted it very hard.
“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Wait wait, let’s talk it over nicely, let go, it really hurts!”
The architect shouted, and the surveyor let go.
"Then what do you tell me to do..."
The architect looked at the surveyor pitifully and said.
"Either you ask your little brother to buy you food every day, or you learn to cook it yourself, or you come back with me."
"Hey... I don't want to eat cheap food sold outside, and I've never cooked before! But you want me to go back with you, and I want to enjoy the life of being the boss here."
The architect counted on his fingers and thought.
"Anyway, you can only choose one of the three. Hurry up. I'll give you two hours to think about it. After that, I have to hand it over to the agent."
The metrologist urged.
"Ah! Then I'll bring some little brothers back with me! This way I can be the boss and eat the food you cook!"
The architect clapped his hands and said happily.
"As the future manager of the base, I won't allow you to do this."
The surveyor said this, pinching the architect's cheek and pulling it.
"Weiweiwei, why are you pinching me again! It hurts! Let go, let go!"
The architect patted the surveyor's arm to signal her to let go, but this time the surveyor did not let go and instead pinched her even harder.
"You idiot, don't you have any sense of Uncle B in your heart! How can your bunch of trash subordinates enter our headquarters? If I don't care about you, I estimate that you will be dismantled to the point of only your mind cloud map tomorrow! Don't you know what you can and cannot do?"
"Hey... Then, then can I bring the little girl with me?"
After being scolded by the surveyor, the architect finally came to her senses and quickly changed the topic of her question... She had never thought of this before.
"No! Everything in the base is confidential. If they find out, they'll be dead! There should be a limit to your nonsense. Last time, you, an idiot, were caught by Griffin. This time, no matter what I say, I won't let you do anything stupid!"
As he spoke, the metrologist waved his hand to open a cross-border passage and dragged the architect directly in.
"Wow... My life as a superior person... I have to say goodbye forever..."
The architect struggled symbolically, but seeing that the measurement officer was angry, he did not dare to really struggle and could only be dragged into the space channel obediently.
After all, if she really had a falling out with the meter officer, she would never be able to eat the meals cooked by him again.
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The metrologist appeared in the central control room of the Mersilver Base dragging the architect with him, and then threw the architect to the ground.
"Don't, don't hit me."
The architect held his head.
"Remember this clearly. There are some things you can do and some things you can't do! If you want to kill yourself, I will tear you into a mind cloud and lock you in a small black box. This way, at least I can keep you by my side and you won't do stupid things again. Do you understand?"
The metrologist warned.
"Well, you're so mean, Mr. Metrology Officer..."
"I'm doing this for your own good. If I were to change my agent, I'd probably just give you a mental correction package."
"But, but I really just said that unintentionally..."
"Do you think the agent will listen to your explanation? She loves Moyin the most. She will definitely unload you if you do something stupid like this."
The architect was silent.
"But, but I didn't mean it..."
"Even if you didn't mean to, you still have to take responsibility for your words and actions. If you said something wrong, you can't just apologize and get away with it. People like Akagi TMP at home are eager to lose a competitor. If you do something stupid, they will probably go all out to get rid of you."
The surveyor began to instruct the architect.
"Okay, well, you're still nice to me, Metrology Officer..."
The architect embraced the surveyor.