"I'm not a Space Alien Species!"
Midnight Dad's anguished roar echoed in the Central Control Hall; if the helmet of the spacesuit were transparent in both directions, his distorted face would surely be visible.
Wait, judging by his accent, Midnight Dad is already a Black Person? Then never mind.
For some reason, hearing Midnight Dad's Black accent, Li Cheng inexplicably heard the melodious sound of a guitar and the crackling whip hitting the air.
"Nobody said you were."
Out of Control spoke to console him while the others present also chimed in, urging Midnight Dad not to get agitated.
But everyone here was clever; seeing everyone slowly backing away, Midnight Dad knew he was no longer trusted,
and immediately reached behind, pulling a sharp metal shard from the crevices of his life-support backpack, and roared, "I didn't kill Valkyrie, I'm not a Space Alien Species, those two are!"
The Sentry Robot hanging below the ceiling rail automatically identified the violent element,
