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Monster?
Li Qingming looked down blankly and raised his hands.
What hands? They were all tendrils.
So was his body.
There was fur on his chest, scales around his neck, and a carapace on his abdomen.
Then he touched his head.
Amazing, sea urchin spines!
Right...
Li Qingming suddenly realized.
I am Jingzhe.
"Let's go," the metal man lowered his head again, "I hate monsters, don't bother me anymore."
"We can do it, we can," Li Qingming still moved forward, "We can become... titanium alloy armored space sea urchins."
"Don't be so superficial, it's not the shell that stands between us," said the metal man without looking up, "It's the barrier between the inorganic and organic, the separation of machine and soul, the two ends of despair and love."
"How would you know without trying?"
"You can't do it," the metal man sighed, "You don't have love, monster. I have examined you, you have no love."
As he spoke, he pointed to the stone sculptures behind him.
