Androids

"The third batch will take some time. We may have already produced the powerful Androids but we have not made a breakthrough in creating the perfect artificial soul that we can control. It's disheartening to see the artificial soul project yet to reach that level," Han Yao sighed, pressing his index finger and his thumb against his forehead. 

"It doesn't matter, sir. With the second batch of Androids, we would have armed ourselves properly. There is still time until the third batch is completed. After all, we have yet to denounced the martial artists," said Qin Tian, curving his lips, mimicking that of a smile. 

"I'll leave that matter in your hands. You have full control and authority," said Han Yao, picking up a file before continuing, "the Androids will arrive in about three days later."