^Recommendation: postpone any direct engagement until you receive your Mech-Suit. Attempting combat beforehand would be... statistically unwise.^
"Oh? Then things will be easy after that?" Young Aether asked, raising an eyebrow.
^Correction: "Easy" is an inaccurate description. Your probability of death has decreased by 5%. While this is technically an improvement over the previous certainty of 100%, I regret to inform you that your funeral remains an exceptionally probable event.^
As RIN AI finished presenting the conclusion it had spent the entire previous night calculating, silence settled between them.
The moment Genome Beta emerged from subspace, death became an almost unavoidable outcome.
"Hmm..." Young Aether clicked his tongue, his footsteps maintaining a steady rhythm against the empty morning pavement.
