Chapter 62: Three Primes?
"So, you have no idea what Coco did to your Meta-bot?" Edward asked grimly, his intense gaze fixed on Blue.
Inside the office, Blue shook his head. "No, sir. I don’t."
He had been summoned solely to answer Edward’s questions. While it felt good to breathe outside his confined room for the first time in a while, the weight of his confinement still lingered. He had never felt this caged before—but what else could he expect? He had committed grave sins.
Edward’s gaze remained steady. "You’re not lying, are you?"
"No, sir. I wouldn’t," Blue replied firmly, though his mind drifted back to his conversation with Coco—when he had been injured fighting Tyson, the moment Coco told him how nanoparticles had increased his power points by two.
Blue had never been interested in research and technological progress. He had little grasp of nanoparticles, and now it appeared that Edward was attempting to determine how Coco had upgraded his Meta-bot.
After a brief silence, Edward abruptly changed the subject. "How’s your training going? It looks like you’re at 28."
Blue blinked, briefly confused by the change. "Huh? Oh—uh, yes, General. It’s going well. We train hard every day."
Edward nodded curtly. "You can go now."
Blue offered a slight bow before stepping out of the office, inhaling deeply as he sensed some tension leaving his chest. However, his brief moment of relief was short-lived. Two sergeants stood waiting outside, prepared to escort him back to his cell.
Blue turned to them with a sly grin. "Who wants to take a coffee break?"