Miss Chuzheng removed a metal object the size of a fingertip.
With a head full of question marks, Hu Shuo watched, while Su Tiyue looked on with a gentle and refined demeanor without expressing any opinions.
Chuzheng tapped the glass sphere.
The glass sphere crackled and transformed into a robot, to which Chuzheng handed the metal object.
Clutching the metal object, the robot complained in a whiny, childlike voice, "It's so big, I can't fit it in."
Chuzheng: "..."
Su Tiyue: "..."
Hu Shuo: "..."
The robot, with its short arms and legs, tried to fit the metal object behind its backside, but naturally failed.
"Master, I can't place it there," the robot reported to Chuzheng in a pitiful, whiny voice, "would you help me put it in?"
Chuzheng clenched her fist, a silent threat.
I'll dismantle you if you keep nagging!
The robot whimpered and opened a compartment on its arm, placing the metal object inside while continuing to complain, "It's not comfortable at all here."
