"What else could it be, of course, it's for the Royal Order's selection. All right, no need to ask too much, just go and prepare."
Su Mo instructed simply.
"Okay, no problem."
Sun Duoxiang responded quickly.
...
Seven days later.
At the entrance of the Shadow.
A metal mechanical box over eighty meters tall was lowered down.
A genteel young man in Federation military uniform picked up a document and handed it to Su Mo.
"Lord Su Mo, the items have been delivered to you. Please sign this document so I can report back to the Council President."
"No problem, you've worked hard."
Su Mo took the document, picked up a pen, and signed his name on it.
"Thank you! Goodbye."
The genteel young officer took the document, saluted, and turned to leave.
Sun Duoxiang moved over at this time, curiously asking.
"Boss, what's in the box?"
"Mecha for the competition."
Su Mo didn't hide anything from Sun Duoxiang.
"Looks really advanced."
Sun Duoxiang complimented.
