"Hmm... Overall," Li Ang muttered while rubbing his chin, "the final outcome should be a happy ending, right? The cycle's been broken, everyone is still alive, and I've managed to retire with honors. But that world's technology tree was seriously biased; they were capable of creating Mechanical dolls indistinguishable from real humans, yet just beginning to research Alkylating Agents..."
"What are you mumbling about?" Miss Chai emerged from the floor and hovered above Li Ang, looking down at him. "Is the mission complete? Why don't I feel anything?"
Li Ang replied casually, "As usual, solo role-playing."
"Eh? What storyline?"
Li Ang thought for a moment and summarized, "A story about a man who locked himself in a basement, wore a rubber suit, and self-imprisoned, torturing himself for 15,000 hours until he finally found redemption."
"...Fine."
Miss Chai hesitantly nodded, her gaze carrying a peculiar expression. "Hand over the Qinge Armor to me; I'm off to play games."
