Several hours passed.
Yi Chen sat up from the operating table and as he fastened the buttons of his shirt, a maid from outside brought in a carefully prepared nutritious breakfast.
He only took a few bites of breakfast before setting it aside, not feeling hungry at all since he had swallowed a large bag of pus from Jin before dawn, enough to last until noon without eating.
Prophet Yuri was sitting at a nearby workbench, wearing glasses that could seal aura, as well as gloves with the same sealing effect, drawing a new design for a maid model.
Without sealing, an inadvertent leak of killing intent could shred the workbench.
"Done! The basic design has been finalized. It will require multiple experimental adjustments later. I hope it can replicate around 50% of your physical structure."
"Mr. Yuri, the reason you can maintain 'delicacy' amid slaughter is because you engaged in mechanical design work, right?"
