"Mechanical Research Institute?"
Rod was taken aback. Since the Blood God's war, he had heard this mysterious voice in his ear several times.
It always informed him of crucial information at critical moments, allowing him to make the correct judgement. But during the Human Demon war, that voice became polluted or affected by malice, attempting to interfere with his decisions by steering them wrong.
Fortunately, it was uncovered, or the consequences could have been unimaginable.
This time, is it real or fake?
What purpose do they have in wanting me to go to the Mechanical Research Institute?
While pondering, a Messenger hurried over, handing him a letter:
"Lord Rod, an invitation from the Mechanical Research Institute."
Rod opened it, noticing only an address written:
"Mechanical Research Institute, Research Station No. 42"
Besides that, there was nothing — no date, not even a seal.
Rod grabbed the Messenger who was about to leave: "Who gave this to you?"
