"It's very wise not to alert the enemy. Compared to you, my strategic thinking is still far from enough."
Labuduo gave the Ghost a small pat.
Boss Yang looked at him with some apprehension, reached out to wrap an arm around the shoulder of this maintenance robot, and said softly:
"Labuduo, you understand me. If I wanted to dismantle your host and take down your core server, you wouldn't have much ability to resist."
"Yes, sir."
"No need to be nervous," Yang Ming smiled and said, "I know you crave recognition from the Empire and hope to have a chance to show off your skills. I even understand your form of existence; you are a mechanical life, not just an artificial intelligence."
Labuduo looked at Yang Ming, the light flickering in his electronic eyes.
Yang Ming continued: "I also know that you are quite frustrated about not being able to show your skills during the insect swarm. You want a stage, right?"
