"Nothing at all."
Bologue shook his head. He needed some time to adapt to this strange situation.
Aimou withdrew her hand and nodded to Teda, then walked into another room, busy with something unknown.
Bologue stared blankly at her departing figure, feeling very complicated and indescribable. He turned his head and looked at Teda, who understood what Bologue wanted to ask without words.
"She is my creation, an alchemy puppet with self-awareness, her body composed of various expensive alchemy metals. Beneath the complex mechanical structure, I've also implanted multiple alchemy matrices to maintain the puppet's operation.
In a way, she is a walking humanoid void realm, and the range of influence of the void realm is limited to her body... Explaining it to you might be too complicated; you only need to know that she is my life's most perfect masterpiece."
