"Are you leaving already?"
177's tone became more lively.
"You know, Matthew, I'm very lonely."
Matthew felt a chill run down his spine.
"Aren't there a lot of constructs in the Crucible House? Could it be that none of them caught your eye?" he asked politely.
" Don't even mention those mediocre female subjects. Ronan couldn't even fathom the creation of high-level wisdom, and the constructs he created were all trash. I really wonder how he created me back then. Maybe he lied. I'm not his biological son at all!"
177 said unhappily, "I've expressed my needs to him many times, but what about him? There was once when I told him that my mate at least had to match my size. Do you know what he did? He caught a dinosaur for me!"
Matthew said in surprise, "Dinosaur? Do you mean it as a descriptive term?"
177 took a look, shook his head and said,
