「Cybertron, main control room.」
Allen leaned back in his chair, eyes closed, like a god listening to the prayers of his believers.
Fervor, excitement.
The emotional fluctuations of fifty-three million natives bombarded the network nodes, causing congestion several times higher than usual.
The search volume for the keyword "Cyber Spirit Realm" had already surpassed one hundred million.
Discussion about the "Steel Knights" grew more and more heated.
The entire kingdom was in an uproar over a concept he had casually thrown out.
Allen opened his eyes. There was no trace of emotion in them.
'Save Aiselan?'
'They're overthinking it. He never engaged in unprofitable ventures.'
He was no savior. He was merely a shrewd investor pursuing maximum efficiency.
Increasing the Aiselans' overall strength was only to protect this experimental plot that belonged to him.
"Jarvis."
