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"Boss, have you made a choice?"
In the luxurious office of the fictional world, the secretary-dressed Lyu asked softly.
Yang Ming sat in the soft executive chair, the transmitted tactile experiences closely resembling real ones, though he still felt a certain sense of separation.
He had already interacted with four Mechanical Thought Bodies.
Yang Ming's first impression of these four Mechanical Thought Bodies was... complexity.
They possessed complexity comparable to that of humans.
If it weren't for the metal rings at their joints and the awe reflected in their eyes, Yang Ming would have definitely thought they were four learned, adaptable human scholars.
It was just too...
Yang Ming looked at Lyu.
Lyu chuckled and said:
"Boss, I believe there's no inherent superiority among Thought Bodies.
