"..."
Chen Mang looked at the spatial bag placed under the mechanical arm. It was filled with a vast amount of resources, cumulatively exceeding the total of both the "Extremely Evil Civilization" and the "Good Cat Civilization." This was all the wealth that "Little Fatty's Father" had accumulated over the years, and it was all left to him.
"Sigh."
After a long silence, he let out a light sigh.
Even though he had figured out the specific situation, he still felt that the plot development of this story was overly abstract. When the old man returned, at the very least, he could also bring back some other news. That way, he could know some things that would happen in the future.
However, in the future, he had already been out of contact with the "Nami Civilization" for 137 years.
And couldn't bring back any news about him.
It's just...
"..."
