Chapter 1720: No Scrap Metal Can Compare to Me

Chapter 1720: Chapter 1720: No Scrap Metal Can Compare to Me

Ji You stood still.

The Little Golden Dragon waited slightly, its heart clearly very tense. Even though it was just a matter of seconds, its body couldn’t help but hunch up, with several paws trembling slightly.

Seeing Ji You not moving, the Little Golden Dragon endured for a few more seconds before it couldn’t hold back. It impatiently urged, "My tail is already extended, are you going to peel it or not?"

That tail was trembling right in front of Ji You.

Ji You gently reached out, grabbed the tail, and lowered her head.

At the moment Ji You’s hand touched the Little Golden Dragon’s tail, its whole body tensed fiercely, its neck stood upright, and its head rigidly erect...

The Little Golden Dragon was enduring.

second.

seconds.

seconds.

...

Ji You still didn’t move. She just stared at the Little Golden Dragon’s tail with a pair of pitch-black eyes, motionless, her expression extremely serious and earnest.

The Little Golden Dragon suddenly turned around: "Woman, what are you doi..." Before it could finish the word, it unexpectedly collided with Ji You’s eyes.

What kind of eyes were those, pitch-black, deep, beautiful, enchanting...

The owner of those eyes, on her exquisitely serene face, held abundant heartache and anger... then, upon meeting the Little Golden Dragon’s gaze, all her expressions vanished instantly.

Then—

The Little Golden Dragon heard her ask in a tone trying hard to remain calm and composed, "Tell me, who did so many skin surgeries on you?"

The Little Golden Dragon’s throat rolled, an inexplicable feeling spilling in its heart.

It opened its mouth but didn’t speak.

Ji You asked again, "Tell me."

The Little Golden Dragon tilted its head, looking at her, and didn’t answer. Instead, it said with some disdain, "Even if I tell you, what can you do?"

Ji You’s face remained calm, and her tone was extremely steady, "It doesn’t matter. I’ll remember it for now, and if one day I meet the person, I’ll stab them back."

The Little Golden Dragon trembled all over.

At that moment, it admitted that its once dead, desolate heart seemed to have a flicker of revival...

Warm and cozy.

Like a soft breeze of spring, brushing across the face, melting into the heart.

The Little Golden Dragon was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "What if the other person is already dead?"

"Dead?" Ji You, upon hearing this, showed clear surprise, then calmly said, "It’s fine. Consider them lucky to have died early, escaping a disaster."

The Little Golden Dragon shook all over.

Ji You’s words were plain and simple, not a word of cliché or a lecture, not even a word of self-comfort... just using a very ordinary tone, saying such slightly regretful words.

It’s fine.

Consider them lucky to have died early.

Escaping a disaster.

...

The Little Golden Dragon’s shoulders shook slightly, and then it suddenly turned around, with its back facing Ji You, it snorted through its nostrils, "Woman, is this how you love and care for me? Shouldn’t you say that even if they are dead, you’d dig up their corpses and shatter their bones to ashes?"

As soon as the words fell, Ji You’s mouth twitched, then she raised her hand, rubbing her eyebrows, saying, "Mecha... let’s not engage in those useless things, we need to recognize reality, integrate with the actual situation, look ahead, and aim higher, understand?"

The Little Golden Dragon faced away: "Hmph."

Ji You said, "He’s dead, indeed, we can’t do anything to him, but as long as we keep trying, keep looking forward and moving up, we can ensure that the next time we encounter such a person, we can pick up the knife without hesitation or fear, and give them a good one."

Her voice was calm and steady, carrying a softness, without any sense of strength, but the Little Golden Dragon suddenly turned around, looked at Ji You’s face, then haughtily snorted, the next second it leaped onto Ji You’s head, sat down, and said, "Hmph, you woman, your words might sound nice, and your voice is good, but you are pretty much useless for anything else. It’s really beyond me how a Mecha as wise and mighty as Lord Heavenly Dog could fancy you!"

Muttering under its breath, the Little Golden Dragon couldn’t help but tug at Ji You’s hair, then lowered its tail to Ji You’s front, saying, "Woman, go ahead and peel."

Ji You was stunned, not responding: "Peel what?"

The Little Golden Dragon, somewhat awkward, irritably said, "Peel the skin! Didn’t I say it? Start from the tail; it’s less painful."

Ji You picked it up effortlessly, holding it in front of her eyes, face stern, and said, "Who said I was going to peel your skin?"

"You... You..." The Little Golden Dragon puffed out angrily, "What are you doing, messing around and saying those sweet words to deceive me, isn’t it all to peel my skin?"

Ji You’s face darkened.

The Little Golden Dragon glared at her, annoyed, "I let you peel willingly!"

Seeing Ji You’s face darken another shade, the Little Golden Dragon, disdaining her procrastination and inefficiency, shouted impatiently, "Hurry up! I already said, I’ve resigned myself, willing to be deceived by you, you can peel my skin however you want!"

That dragon, clearly being held by Ji You, struggled like a little chick, continuously roaring in fury, and at this moment, it was so small, so helpless, its words so guttural and desperate...

Ji You’s face, which had darkened over and over, suddenly softened, she raised her hand, rubbed her temples, eyes and eyebrows filled with helplessness.

"Idiot."

"Who said I want to peel your skin?"

"Taking skin tissue for experiments doesn’t necessarily involve skinning. We just need a small piece of tissue to compare."

"Besides, if you don’t want to, I won’t force you."

"Peel your skin? What are you thinking? You’re a Mecha, how come your mind is this big? Don’t even know what’s filled in your brain, thinking of all these random things all day, wouldn’t it be better to fill it with something nutritious?"

"And remember this—remember it well—you are my Mecha, my comrade, and my family... Anything I do, naturally prioritizes your safety and health."

...

Hearing this, the Little Golden Dragon’s anger gradually dissipated, then as if thinking of something, its whole face flushed red: "Damn woman! You... you... no matter how nice you say, I... I won’t take it seriously."

[Yeah right!]

[Woman, I’ve chosen you!]

[You are mine; besides me, Lord Heavenly Dog, no one in this world can take you away.]

...

With a face flushed like a cooked lobster, and a body burning hot, the Little Golden Dragon maintained a stern face, unaware of its predicament, just glaring at Ji You with slightly fierce eyes, "Woman, if you need a Mecha, it could only be me."

"Besides me..." The Little Golden Dragon squinted, its pair of golden vertical pupils emanating a red light, saying fiercely, "Those scraps of metal aren’t nearly as useful as I am!"