This technology has now flourished in Cheng Youyu's hands, and Fatty himself has earned a reputation from it, being hailed as the youngest professor in the history of the Central Spirit Core Institute.
It's hard to imagine that Mr. Jing, who had been sealed for ten years, could master the Third Law by himself.
"I understand, I will send someone to welcome him."
The President nodded: "Before the final battle, aren't you and your brother coming to help?"
A hoarse laugh echoed in the mist.
"You know what my brother has summoned."
The god sighed, "It's not suitable for us to step in, otherwise it will only add to the trouble."
The President thought for a moment and agreed, waving his hand: "Then I'm going home."
Jiang Ziyue bowed slightly to salute, then turned and rowed away.
