"Admit it, Ming, your Mechanical Thought Bodies are better than me," Hera laughed, "The experiment is going so smoothly because of them. The stable existence of Mechanical Thought is much more useful than me."
Yang Ming cursed, "What the hell are you thinking!"
"I'm too tired, Ming, I don't want to carry this guilt and continue living on the edge of the human world."
Hera bit her lip tightly, and tears slipped from the corner of her eyes.
Her voice trembled slightly:
"It was a decision I made with great difficulty."
"Besides, I'm the leader. Do you remember the core of our experiment? Using human emotions, the pleasure feedback mechanism during human reproduction, to infect this queen."
"Clones only share my memories; there are subtle differences between them and me."
"I designed an emotional matrix, which must have a leader."
