Chen Hu stood before two peculiar stones, his mind filled with curiosity and bewilderment. These stones seemed to possess an extraordinary quality, distinguishing themselves from the mundane rocks surrounding them. Chen Hu seriously examined them, running his fingers along their surfaces.
"These cannot be mere stones," he concluded, his decision made. Delving deeper into his scrutiny, he observed their uniform grey-black colour and the absence of discernible patterns or lines.
"A genuine stone wouldn't possess such uniformity in color, nor would it lack any markings," Chen Hu mused aloud, his fingertips caressing the enigmatic objects. To his surprise, they emitted a coldness that resembled the touch of metal.
"Could it be...?" Chen Hu's thoughts trailed off as he began to suspect that these "stones" were, in fact, pieces of metal.