Further infuriation! Further insubordination! Day after day I find myself increasingly exposed to the laziness of our race! And day after day I find myself throwing more and more people out of my facility! They work too slow, they talk too loud, and they still don't stop calling me venerable! I am done with the petty whims and errors of the living. I have emptied Mzarnumez of all personnel, save for myself of course. I don't need them, the centurions will labor for me. But I will need advisers and engineers to help finish my work. My holograms will assist there, I think they're long overdue for an upgrade anyway.