In Wen Xishu's mind, this body was starting to look riddled with wounds, full of holes everywhere, yet even in such a heavily damaged state he still had to complete a whole set of movements.
[Current compatibility—ninety percent. Limit reached.]
It stopped.
The simulation in Wen Xishu's mind suddenly came to a halt.
He raised his hand, as if he'd turned back into a human, and it felt completely natural.
Core transfer complete.
Looking at the compatibility simulation frozen at ninety percent, Daedalus was on the verge of tears.
"This is, so far, the work I've made with the highest compatibility."
But Wen Xishu wasn't very satisfied.
The simulation process was essentially the process of piloting the new body.
He'd just gotten that feeling of having finished warming up, of things starting to get fun, when he was suddenly told—game over.
But Daedalus was already more than satisfied.
He looked at Wen Xishu with the gaze one uses for an eternal artwork.
