"Horses..."

Ben suddenly froze, recalling a figure in his mind—a figure who abandoned his children and business, utterly irresponsible.

"No, no, no, that's impossible... No, that's not right either. Perhaps he had some difficulties back then..."

Under the watchful eyes of Fagga and the other two, the honest and simple-minded Xiong Xiren, who had just been awkwardly imitating the way chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) spoke, suddenly began to ramble incoherently, spouting contradictory words.

Ies looked at him with some concern, slowly walked to Big Ben's side, and whispered, "Big Ben?"

"No, that's not right either. The mentor's seal... what seal? Could it be... um? Miss Rope Craftsman, did you just call me?"

Ben was still talking to himself, his thoughts drifting further and further away. It took several calls from Ies for him to come back to his senses. He looked down at Ies with a somewhat blank expression.

Ies lowered his head in frustration, only looking up again when Ben finally responded, and said quietly, "I've called you several times..."

"Hehe, I'm really sorry."

Ben scratched his head, seemingly having recovered his composure, and gave an embarrassed smile, saying apologetically, "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now."

Your problem wasn't just that you were daydreaming!

Located dozens of miles away in a video store, Ling rested her chin on her hand and sighed helplessly.

As a legendary rope craftswoman, she had experienced too much to not know. She could easily guess that a certain word spoken by the pile driver must have struck a chord with Ben, causing him to look dazed.

“Fairy, look up the name Hols.”

Phaethon, the legendary figure in the world of rope making, picked up her beloved plain water, took a small sip, and then gave the order to Fairy.

If there's anything a pile driver could say that could shake Ben Affleck's heart, it would probably be his name.

[Fairy: Searching for names that match the criteria...]

[Fairy: Search complete. Hols Bellenberg, former president of Shirai Heavy Industries, is the father of the current president, Cleopatra Bellenberg. However, on the eve of the fall of the old capital, a large amount of cash disappeared from Shirai Heavy Industries' books. On the same day, Hols vanished without a trace. People believe that Hols stole this money, directly leading to the downfall of Shirai Heavy Industries.]

[Fairy: Master, this story teaches us that we should enjoy life to the fullest when we're successful, for even a fortune can lead to ruin. Instead of saving money and compromising in the present, we should enjoy the moment. The most powerful AI will serve you with even greater computing power.]

"Shut up! Seriously, how many times have I wanted to turn you off today?!"

After scratching her hair, Ling ignored the chattering Fairy, connected her consciousness to Ies, and shook the soft ear on the top of her head to comfort Big Ben:

"Ben, let's talk about the problems when we get back. Right now, let's figure out how to persuade the pile driver!"

Ben nodded honestly and said, "You're right."

Immediately, Daben turned towards the pile driver, trying his best to feign a chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) and call for the pile driver:

"On Friday, I...I'm here to take you back. Stop resisting and come back with me."

"Hey, Ben! You can't just change your self-designation if you're a chuunibyou!"

After listening to what Big Ben said, Ies couldn't stand it anymore and quickly spoke up to remind him.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Their brainwaves hadn't meshed. Friday naturally looked down on him and snorted coldly:

"Hmph! You evil accomplices, you willingly debase yourselves, I despise you! A scholar can be killed but not humiliated, I will never collude with you! The fate of the stars has not changed, even if you commit atrocities, the seal of the mentor will be filled with righteous people who will follow one after another."

"You? You jackals and tigers, I am ashamed to be among you!"

"Friday, you!"

However, after being kindly advised to go home, Da Ben was verbally abused and his eyes widened in fury.

He's been an accountant for so many years and has worked on construction sites countless times, but this is the first time he's been scolded so harshly, especially by intelligent machinery!

"But on Friday, we are not enemies."

Ben was still too good-natured, and he was still trying to persuade her gently: "Have you forgotten? I even supplied you with Ether fuel before! We used to work on the same construction site. There's no point in running away, come back with me!"

"Hey! Shut up, you sycophantic idiot!"

Even though it lost a leg on Friday and most of its wiring was burned off by Fagar, it still couldn't stop it from dealing damage against the odds.

"You have received gifts from the devil, yet you have not given us any. You are cunning and deceitful, heartless and ungrateful!"

Upon hearing this, Ben was completely stunned. His brainwaves couldn't connect with Friday's words, and he couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

Eileen tilted her head slightly closer to Fagga and whispered, "What does it mean by that?"

"Maybe... he's complaining about not getting paid."

Fagga pondered for a long time, rubbing his chin, and found that only this explanation made sense.

Eileen lowered her voice, but Fagga didn't; her light words drifted far away.

Upon hearing this on Friday, his eyes immediately lit up, and he turned the monitor to look at Fagga, sighing inexplicably:

"Hmph, though we are enemies, I acknowledge your intelligence! Why not join us and assist our mentor in his great cause!"