Workshop, a workshop full of machinery and tools.
By the time Li Qingming realized it, he was already here.
In front of him was a silver mechanical head, always sitting there with its head lowered, seemingly indifferent to the visitor's arrival.
Li Qingming's expression, however, was not good.
"Craftsman..." Li Qingming tilted his head slightly, "It's already over, this is superfluous, you've ruined the perfect ending, made my story redundant, ugly."
"It has nothing to do with me, Jingzhe." The craftsman kept his head down, not looking at Li Qingming, and said in his magnetic voice without any emotion, "You were the one who put on my coat, who replaced your hands with Iron Hand, your arms with Steel Arm, your body with Golden Body, your heart with Stone Heart, and your brain with Silicon Brain, and now, after dismantling the process, using Kadath to complete the final forging..."
