"Oh! No! I object!"
Molly's voice was filled with sorrow and indignation, "Just like that, I automatically become Molly No. 1. I can think, I am a Thought Body! I'm not one of those silly answering machines!"
Yang Ming squinted his eyes and smiled, "Alright, Molly No. 1."
Molly's image appeared on the forward porthole, angrily folding her arms.
Quite cute.
Yang Ming wanted to give the glass panel back, but Kolev refused.
The old man said earnestly,
"This is yours now, Hanton. It's a portable control system, and when you pilot small vessels, you can use it to control the Feinan, of course, the prerequisite is that you maintain contact with Molly No. 2.
"Don't tell me you can't come up with a mere one million credit coins.
"Molly No. 2's primary loyalty is to you. She has great potential for development, provided you give her enough computational power support. Now, you can try calling her."
Yang Ming cleared his throat, "Molly No. 2."
