After Fagga and Ellen came in, Zhe casually closed the shop door, hung up the "Closed" sign, and locked the door from the inside.

Even though she was in a terrible predicament, Ling didn't stay idle. After taking Ies back from Faga, she put him together with Xiao Liu at the entrance of the archives. Before Faga came in, she turned off HDD and warned Fairy not to say a word during the conversation.

Fairy knew it wasn't the time to tell lame jokes, so it immediately turned off the screen, becoming just another ordinary, unremarkable display among many others that remained closed.

"It's too crowded at the entrance, come in and have a seat. Ring, tidy up the food."

After entering, Fagga didn't exchange pleasantries and immediately turned to leave. Zhe immediately understood that there was something important to discuss, so he invited Fagga to walk into the archives.

There was a sofa there, spacious enough for both Elaine and Fagga to sit on.

After sitting down on the sofa, Eileen glanced at Xiao Liu, who was teasing the computer-off Ies by the door, and couldn't help but become interested. She asked, "How come you have so many of the same model of 'Bomb'? Are they mass-produced?"

Including Xiao Shiba, the receptionist, Xiao Liu, the doorman, and Yies, the only difference between the three babes was the number on their red scarves.

"No, no!"

Ling, carrying leftover food, passed by and chuckled as she replied, "Only Ies is special. Xiao Liu and Xiao Shiba are imitations, just ordinary bonnets."

"Oh, thank you."

Eileen nodded to herself, then subconsciously exchanged a glance with Fagga. Both of them saw the knowing look on each other's faces.

Sure enough, even though they were dozens of miles apart and there was a void in between, it was still possible to graft consciousness onto Bangbu despite so many debuffs. It would be terrifying if such a terrifying technology could be mass-produced.

For example... during a gunfight between opposing sides, strap a bomb to Bomb and then sneak over...

Not long after, Ling returned, and at Zhe's prompting glance, Ling closed the door to the archives.

A loud thud was heard, followed immediately by a cracking sound.

Eileen and Fagga glanced instinctively toward the door lock and frowned slightly.

But after glancing at Ling and Zhe again, the two felt relieved.

Well, two combat cripples are nothing to worry about.

After closing the door, Zhe handed two glasses of water to Fagga and Ellen, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you two were coming, so I didn't have time to prepare coffee."

"No need, plain water is fine."

Fagga took the water glass, held it to his lips for a moment, then put it aside and said calmly, "We have important business to attend to this time."

"First of all, my two Phaethons, our commission is now complete."

The use of "Fahd" instead of "Master" signified the end of the commission, and Fagga's voice became somewhat flatter.

Zhe remained calm, not finding anything wrong with what Faga said, and even thought that Faga's next sentence might be something like "Please give me a five-star review".

But the expression on Rin's face, who was sitting behind Zhe, was much more interesting.

At such a young age, she has already learned to use a smile to hide her grievances.

ah! ! ! !

What happened to my master?!

How could Fagar's attitude have become so cold after only a few hours?!

Ah! Victoria Housekeeping!

When I have money, I'll buy you all and call you "Master" all the time, from morning till night!

Bell's face displayed a variety of subtle expressions, some of which Faga noticed, but he remained silent and continued: