The robot across nodded upon hearing, "Alright, boss, thanks for naming me. I feel my knee joints could be adjusted a bit more."
Then, Qu Jianlei shook his head slightly; this feeling of talking to himself... was really a bit strange.
I'd better try to do this less often in the future. If it leads to splitting my spirit, that wouldn't be good.
After another five days, he completed various minor adjustments and attempted to cultivate in seclusion, letting the robot wander around freely.
This feeling remained quite peculiar; although he said he could cultivate in seclusion, that trace of divine sense still affected him somewhat.
Qu Jianlei wasn't completely satisfied with this, but couldn't further refine it; a split should have such effects.
He could only console himself, saying that he would get used to it; at least for now, he could cultivate.
However, if he had the opportunity to send the split out, his true self should be less affected.
