"This is the man closest to being the Savior in Human history today. If it weren't so, why would people long for him with such madness? Don't let those young folks who shield themselves in their own worlds confuse you. He is truly a His Excellency."
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Autonomous Puppet 2A glanced at the silent Big Scythe Weasel. The Big Scythe Weasel, pricked by her somewhat nonchalant gaze, instinctively stepped back half a step, with an innocent expression on its face.
"No need to be nervous. Your Scythe Weasel clan is quite useful. Instead of worrying about what I might do to you, why not think about whether you've achieved today's power generation KPI?"
Big Scythe Weasel: (￣ェ￣;)
It was already achieved originally.
The Big Scythe Weasel carefully cast its eyes toward the huge energy-consuming beast at 2A's waist, the last shot of an Electromagnetic Gun capable of sinking a small mountain, consuming a tremendous amount of energy.
