An Outcast Of Time
Call me a time trader, or Luan.
Aurora heard this, and although it was not what she expected, she quickly nodded and said firmly.
– Mr. Luan, rest assured, I have memorized.
The interested time-seller hummed a few times, then happily replied to her. Strangely, this guy's voice was both hoarse and mechanical, as if he was using gears to create a sound, but she could feel the joy in his words.
- Human, I don't think you are so docile. At first, looking at you, I thought you were a stubborn, stupid idiot.
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