The lab looked very much like a morgue.
Each capsule seemed like a coffin.
The lab's pale lighting shone on Giant Li's face, making him look rather like a corpse.
What differentiated him from the deceased was the suspicious rotation of his eyes — something the dead won't do.
The voice seemed to chuckle, "Are you doubting me?"
Giant Li stopped talking.
"I don't understand."
The voice gently said, "Why have you suddenly started doubting me? I've always been puzzled by this. No matter how much people emphasize trust, there always comes a moment when they doubt each other. Has trust become so difficult among people?"
Giant Li remained silent.
There was silence for a while when the voice continued, "Why do you doubt me?"
Giant Li snorted, "I feel like you're being too nice to me."
The voice fell silent again.
After a while, with a hint of disbelief, the voice questioned, "Is it wrong to be too nice to someone? How does that make sense?"
The voice seemed genuinely baffled.