Shutong's direct and clear question made Rubble lower his head for the first time, but he still replied resolutely.
"Rubble thinks the data analysis isn't accurate, otherwise why would Rubble want another bowl? There must be something missing."
Shutong, guarding the clay pot, didn't budge, lifted her eyelids and gave Rubble a look that was undoubtedly scornful, shaking her head meaningfully.
"Rubble, today I'll teach you a word, called 'greedy.'"
"The word 'greedy' represents, even though you are full, you still want to eat, want to eat. If you don't eat, even your mouth feels lonely and isolated, understand?"
Rubble lifted his head, shook it, indicating he did not understand.
"Rubble won't be greedy, we just need to collect data."
Shutong kept silent, no matter what you say, she would not let go.
Although Rubble didn't understand, he knew he definitely wouldn't get any more and dejectedly walked back.
