Zi Shu looked speechlessly at Dang Yue, "You're an artificial body transformer, right? That bright cybernetic eye, do you ever sit down and have dinner? Or do you drink motor oil?"
"Hey, friend whose name I don't know, what's with that look?"
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. You're probably wondering what kind of meal an artificial body transformer eats. Probably motor oil, right?"
Seeing Dang Yue's gradual posture, Zi Shu opened his mouth, filled with speechlessness. What kind of people were these? Is it always so bizarre in the outer circles?
Zi Shu wasn't new to the outer circles. Before the laboratory was dismantled, he often led teams to deliver test subjects or retrieve research data, spending quite a bit of time there.
Lately, due to the prolonged lack of finished products, the laboratory outside the city has been half-abandoned. Who would've thought that this semi-abandoned lab would bring such a surprise?
"Friend, that's not what I meant."
