"Talk... Wow, you're a monster!"
Canary flapped her wings and shot three meters into the air, her tiny body trembling violently as she looked utterly terrified.
Qi Yuan was speechless. "I'm human, a genuine human.
"You're a bird, yet you don't speak bird language—you speak human language. You're the monster!"
"This young lady can speak bird language!"
"Biubiubiubiu... chirp chirp chirp chirp..."
Canary's voice was like a machine gun, and also like an electric scooter alarm—crisp and loud, yet piercing to the ears.
"This young lady used bird language, so I'm not a monster. Your turn. You're a drop of blood, so say something in blood language. Otherwise, aren't you the monster?" Canary demanded.
Her conversation with Qi Yuan now had no logic whatsoever, like two idiots chatting in an idiot forum.
How was blood supposed to talk?
Qi Yuan was dumbfounded.
But he could not possibly lose to a bird.
"Dinosaur... carries wolf... blood blood blood..."
Qi Yuan instantly made up nonsense.
Canary's little eyes widened, her eyeballs darting around. "You're lying to me. How could blood talk like that?"
"You're not blood. How would you know how blood talks?" Qi Yuan felt that, when facing Canary, his intelligence had seized the high ground. He directly borrowed the allusion: if you are not a fish, how do you know the joy of fish?
Sure enough, Canary was stunned by Qi Yuan.
"Neither of us is a monster?" She cautiously flew over and landed near Qi Yuan.
Qi Yuan froze for a moment. He realized he had been led around in circles.
Whether one could speak bird language or blood language had nothing to do with whether one was a monster.
"You're a monster. I'm not." Qi Yuan emphasized every word.
Canary landed beside Qi Yuan. "Even if this young