"Alright, alright, stop crying, An Le. What do you want to know? I'll tell you the truth now..."
Seeing this, An Le wiped her tears, trying to calm her emotions, and asked,
"Okay, then Little Thumb, tell me, what exactly are you?"
"Emm... Actually, I am an alien from the Virgo A Star System, a high-dimensional symbiotic organism that feeds on spiritual energy."
"High-dimensional symbiotic... alien? What about what's on Spencer..."
Little Thumb's expression remained unchanged, as he started to smear other modifiers,
"That's right, that's my low-grade, dumb counterpart, Big Thumb. It lacks intelligence and only has instincts. It doesn't know how to create and only knows how to plunder."
"Big Thumb... So, Little Thumb, there are four of your kind in total?"
"That's right, but they're not like me; they're all low-grade beings driven by instinct alone."
An Le counted on her fingers, feeling doubtful about Little Thumb's unwavering disdain.
