"Artificial humans..."
Squinting, Fang Zheng looked at the artificial human soaked in nutrient solution in front of him, reached out to touch his chin, and fell silent.
"Mr. Fang Zheng?"
Just then, a voice rang out, and soon, Fiore appeared in her wheelchair from the other side. Seeing Fang Zheng, she paused in surprise.
"What are you doing here?"
"Well, I'm thinking about some moral issues."
"Moral issues...really?"
Fiore looked visibly astonished at Fang Zheng's response. No wonder, as magicians in the Type Moon World seldom spoke about morality. Pursuing the Origin was their ideal, and anything else was meaningless to them.
"Yes, I'm considering the differences between artificial humans and robots."
