'But I have no intention of destroying the World or making it feel pain...'
After a moment of deliberation, Zhou Chen pushed the doubt to the back of his mind and turned his attention to another, equally questionable detail.
Physically male, psychologically male.
'Isn't that assessment a bit too precise? Well, whatever. After all, these days people have come up with fifty-six or more psychological genders. Some people even psychologically identify as an attack helicopter...'
'And the Blessing of Hermes... isn't that a bit...? Still, to be honest, a one hundred percent speed boost when escaping under normal circumstances is a pretty sweet deal.'
"By the way, Mr. Lamp God, can we recommend new members for the Round Table Hall? What are the criteria for joining?" Soron asked.
