Chapter 228 - 162: Fine Gold Golem_2

In the end, Long Yi’s power was still too weak.

It was simply ludicrous. Long Yi forcefully wiped his nose. Though his nosebleed wasn’t severe, a spot dyeing his face red due to his earlier outburst of fury had completely healed by now.

At this moment, the Fine Gold Golem stopped its attacks and lifted its hand, wiping something off its chest. Long Yi saw that there was a drop of his blood resting on it, most likely the one that had splattered during their earlier confrontation. The Golem then tasted the drop of blood. Immediately after, its entire body started to shudder as golden runic symbols emerged all over its body. These runes were an incomprehensible mix of characters, which Long Yi identified as Giants’ script, Dragon language, and other bizarre languages he didn’t understand. These languages merged together and disappeared back into the golem’s body. As the glow faded, the Golem seemed to have shrunk a bit, from its previous towering height of over one hundred and ninety centimeters to one hundred and eighty centimeters. Its previously exaggerated figure had also retreated somewhat.

Of course, compared to ordinary people, it was still incredibly attractive.

"Bloodline verification completed, analyzing current power supply of Giant strength, self-consumption adjustments completed. Fine Gold Golem awaits your command, my master."

Bloodline... verification...

Standing before the now motionless Golem, Long Yi felt a wave of frustration. Couldn’t that bastard announce first that it was going to verify my bloodline? Couldn’t it take a prick from my fingertip or suck on my hand... Cough, cough, wrong thought. But why did it hit me without warning? Did it ever consider that as its master, I might order it to disassemble itself and be replaced by a cute little money bank?

Apparently, the Golem didn’t have such complicated thoughts. It operated like a robot, taking actions according to prefabricated instructions. Long Yi couldn’t help but wonder, which pervert made this golem? The Golem was obviously stationed for battle, but wouldn’t it have been more suitable to create it with a monstrous appearance? It was one thing to design it like an attractive woman, but why give it such an exaggerated figure? What kind of twisted taste is this? Or did the Giant race all have such a strange taste?

Eh? Speaking of which, about the Giants. Even at one hundred ninety centimeters, this Golem is rather short, isn’t it? What use does a Giant have for such a small Golem?

When Long Yi brought up this question, the answer almost suffocated him once more.

"You do not have enough authority to receive an answer to this question."

What the hell! Not enough authority? Did the ancient Giants even understand modern language? Long Yi was going mad.

"Aren’t I your master?"

"You are my master."

"So as your master, I’m not privy to this simple answer?"

"Yes, you are not."

"Well then, as your master, what privileges do I have?"

"As my master, you have the right to command me to engage in any battle unconditionally; the right to use me to soothe any loneliness; the right to order me to serve your bedtime needs; the right to use me for your ****; the right to..."

"Stop! Who the hell made this golem? Why does only one of those rights have anything to do with fighting? And who dreamt up these so-called privileges? And what does those four asterisks stand for? Were they censored for being too explicit?" Long Yi exclaimed aloud.

"The creator of the golem is classified; the single right related to combat fully covers all aspects of fighting; these rights were defined by the creator; yes, he is an erotomaniac."

Listenting to the Golem’s explanation, Long Yi was instantly dispirited. This creator was indeed very open-minded, shamelessly admitting that he was an erotomaniac.

"Forget it, we’ll take it slow." Long Yi felt that his brain was once again insufficient, "Can you hide yourself first?"

"I cannot." The Golem responded.

"Then can you put on some clothes?" Long Yi asked.

"I am a golem. I do not require clothes, and unnecessary burdens can affect combat." The Golem stated.

Then why didn’t you make yourself flat-chested?!

Long Yi gave up. He let it be.

However, he wondered where to place this golem. It would be good if Bajie were here; after all, Bajie has his own private space.

"What should I do? How do I explain this to those people?" This was a place filled with researchers. He knew what the existence of this golem meant to them. He didn’t want to be their next research subject.

"Do you not desire me to be seen by others?" The Golem inquired.

"Obviously."

"You can hide me in your personal space," the golem suggested.

"First of all, my dragon isn’t here. Secondly, I can’t afford any space equipment." Long Yi replied dejectedly.

"You have your own personal space," the Golem insisted.

"I do?" Long Yi responded, puzzled.

"Yes," the Golem confirmed.

"Ah, you mean Dragon God’s space?" Long Yi realized. The wristband should also be considered a space equipment, but stashing and retrieving items didn’t seem quite straightforward.

"No, just your own personal space. Try sensing it."

Sensing it?

Long Yi had never used this so-called personal space. How should he sense it? But he just did as the Golem suggested, and to his surprise, a vast space appeared before his eyes instantly!