"I want to see the source pulp at this time of the day."
"…" LeiMei zhang mouth nai nodded.
"The seniors can rest assured that the younger generation will never break their word."
This person’s tone is so cold and patronizing that it’s hard to like it. Well … it’s a bit like Zhou Jia.
Thought turn LeiMei also unknowingly alienate each other to feel a little kind.
Maybe the other person saw someone.
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Zhou Jia came to Ying Chao Tongtian Instrument Institute with three source pulps in his hand.
Golden Eagle, as always, fiddled with the machine. Zheng Laoshou took a thick material and saw him come and nod.
"Have you got something?"
"Well" Zhou Jia throws the source pulp.
"It’s her. No wonder you let me go."
"Old people can’t compare with young people" Zheng Lao chuckled.
"And I’m not wrong about the strength. Now people in Ying Chao should have been better than you. Besides, this is your business."
"It seems that the transaction is going well."
He took the source pulp and put it into the groove of the machine.
"What’s the situation?" Zhou Jia shook his head and stopped talking about it and turned to Golden Eagle, who was interested in their words.
"Did you find any fragments of the New World?"
"There really is!"
Golden Eagle looked up and answered unexpectedly.
"It’s a small place with only a dozen square meters of fog. It won’t take long to disperse. Would you like to try?"
Zhou Jia’s eyes lit up
It is reasonable to say that there is little chance of world debris on the boundary of 3 thousand miles, especially for a short time.
More than ten flats?
That’s not surprising.
Debris in this debris world should not be counted.
However, even small fragments can’t guarantee that there will be something inside. It is also dangerous for black iron masters if it is the core of a volcano and radiates all over the place.
Golden Eagle’s face was full of excitement.