Lu Mei sneered, "Talking nonstop about the apocalypse, about divine redemption, about monsters destroying the world, can't you be a bit more innovative? Everyone present probably three or four out of ten knows this robot was made by the Technology Association, but it's not the slaughtering monster you're talking about, just a Mechanical Life, merely a runaway Mechanical Life. How come when you talk about it, it becomes a world-ending monster?"
"..."
The cloaked man was speechless.
His words were merely church doctrine clichés.
He knew the truth better than anyone.
Nearby, Jia Nan puzzledly looked at the pitch-black Lu Mei, always felt this woman's mind didn't seem right.
Because in her perception, the other party's mind seemed a bit chaotic, and somewhat deranged.
But mostly chaotic, just like…
A mental patient!
That's right, a mental patient.
Just as this thought formed in her mind, she saw the pitch-black Lu Mei suddenly burst into laughter.
