If you are asked to prevent the villain from destroying the world, what kind of love are you talking

Gu Yongnian did not notice Song Chuyi's gaze, or perhaps he did but did not dare to face it.

He had his back to Song Chuyi, his eyes filled with malice, and he stabbed straight at Shi San who was kneeling on the ground.

Because Gu Yongnian was blocking his view, Shi Shan couldn't see Song Chuyi's figure.

But at the same time, Song Chuyi couldn't see the master umbrella either.

So the master's umbrella put away his aggrieved and pitiful look, and the coldness reappeared. Looking closely, there was also a bit of anger.

"He's not here to pick me up, is he here to pick you up?"

"If I remember correctly, Gu Yongnian, you should be staying on the Central Planet No. 1."

"This planet is the territory of our mechanical race."

As Shi Shan spoke, he supported the ground with one hand. A whirlwind seemed to come out from his palm, sweeping across the desolate land. Soon, a mechanical disc was exposed.

"This is the symbol of our mechanical race."

He pointed at the mechanical disc and said so.

In fact, this mechanical disc exists on most planets. After all, both humans and star beasts need mechanical machines.

That is the Zerg. There is nothing special about it. There are many types of Zerg. If they can't sleep, they will just take care of their own planet every day and don't need any help from machines.

Those Zerg were very strange. They insisted on working with their hands before they could sleep, but I never saw them sleep well.

Shi Shan lowered his eyes and did not look at Yongnian.

He knew very well that Gu Yongnian knew the truth about the mechanical disc, and he was not worried that he would tell it.

It doesn't matter if you say it, because it is the truth.

After hearing this, Gu Yongnian told the truth about the mechanical disc.

After hearing this, Song Chuyi poked his head out from behind him.

At this moment, Shi Shan quickly raised his head, and a hint of grievance appeared on his face again.

Song Chuyi blinked gently and said to him, "Hello."

Shi Shan immediately explained himself: "My name is Shi Shan, which sounds like thirteen."

"You can call me Little Thirteen."

Song Chuyi:...

He looked up and down at the tall and strong Shi Shan, and he couldn't bring himself to call him "Little Thirteen".

He coughed lightly, "Master, hello."

When Shi Shan saw that he was unwilling to call her "Little Thirteen", the resentment in her eyes became even greater.

If the other mechanical tribes saw this, they would probably just poke Shi San in the back for pretending to be pitiful towards him.

They...want to too.

They have all the information about human beings, so they naturally know that human beings are most fond of pretending to be pitiful.

If he likes humans, he should like it too.

Shi Shan held on to this belief, and the pair of eyes that should have been like snow-capped mountains became like a pool of spring water, filled with tears, and tears sparkled.

Song Chuyi:...

He silently touched the goose bumps on his arms and pursed his lips.

"Master, can you stand up and let's talk?"

Shi Shan was stubborn and refused to stand up. Instead, he looked at Song Chuyi and asked, "Are you here to pick me up?"

Song Chuyi's long eyelashes trembled slightly and he asked a question.

"who are you?"

Shi San was stunned.

He had never thought about this question. The mechanical race never thought about who they were.

Their existence is an unsolved mystery just like the vast universe.

They will not think and explore the mysteries of the universe like humans, nor will they search for the reasons for their existence.

But they would never deceive him.

Shi Shan was unable to answer Song Chuyi's question and could only stare at him blankly.

Those eyes filled with tears seemed to gradually freeze over, and a layer of frost and snow covered them, adding a bit of rational coldness to his look.