The Mecha Queen, even with computing power close to True King Level, analyzed thousands of times in a flash and couldn't find a single trace of exposure.
Indeed, this only made Gary Smith seem more terrifying!
"Mainly, it's the half-human, half-mechanical tree form of yours that's so unique, it reminded me of an ancient race," Gary Smith said with a smile, rendering the Mecha Queen silent.
Because traces of the World Tree Human Race were supposed to have been erased, how could Gary Smith know about it?
Fortunately, it didn't ask, otherwise the answer would have been either non-existent or found in Gary Smith's father's notebook.
The Mecha Queen's thoughts swirled in her mind, but it was only a ten-thousandth of a second before she continued, "What are your demands?"
Since Gary Smith had intercepted a crucial step, he must have had some ulterior motive.
As long as it wasn't excessive, the Mecha Queen would concede for the revival of the Nation of Magical Machinery.
