“If my father finds out, not only will I not survive, but the handover procedures will also be impossible to complete.”
Upon hearing Fang Chen say he wanted exclusive rights to 13 planets, Singha's expression changed drastically.
He could give up the planet, but he absolutely needed his life.
Leaving the demon and the chick behind, and keeping an eye on Singha, Fang Chen led the octopus to Jerry's location.
......
Half an hour later.
Octopus led Fang Chen to a garbage collection station.
This garbage collection station is huge, about the size of two basketball courts, and it's piled up with scrap metal like small mountains.
Amidst the mountains of scrap metal, there was a small passageway that could only accommodate two people at a time.
"Boss, this is Jerry Ling's studio."
The octopus pointed to the huge junkyard in front of him and said to Fang Chen.
"Can super weapons be produced here?" Fang Chen was full of questions. In his mind, a place that could develop super-powerful weapons would at least have a research institute.
In fact, everything before his eyes overturned his understanding.
If it's true that a super weapon could be developed in this junkyard, then that person is absolutely a genius among geniuses!
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Suddenly, a dark, stick-like object swam over.
The sound came from this stick.
"This is?"
Fang Chen narrowed his eyes. He saw that this was not a snake, but a thing made of scrap steel, an intelligent robot.
"Boss, this might be Jerry Ling's assistant."
"You must be wondering how I know about him," said the octopus.
"Because when I first smuggled myself here, I hid here for more than half a year before I was finally caught by the SWAT team in black."
"Hello, I'm here to ask for a weapon."
Fang Chen looked at the snake path.
"Looking for weapons?"
"My master doesn't produce weapons," the black snake said. "You've come to the wrong place."
The black snake robot turned around and swam in.
"Wait a minute!"
Fang Chen stomped his foot, unleashing his aura, and instantly locked onto the black snake robot.
The black snake robot was unable to move and flew backward, floating in front of Fang Chen.
Upon closer inspection, Fang Chen realized it was a mechanical snake made from scrap copper and iron, its body covered in colorful patterns, making it very beautiful.
"What a brilliant and ingenious way to make use of waste!"
Fang Chen put down the robotic snake, looked at the garbage heap, and said to the robotic snake, "Go tell your master that I need to talk to him."
The mechanical snake said nothing more and turned to go inside.
A short while later, the mechanical snake reappeared.
"Please come in, Master."
The voice of the mechanical snake came through.
Let's go.
Fang Chen stepped inside, and the octopus quickly followed behind.
Entering the garbage dump, less than ten meters in, there is a space the size of a basketball court, with luxurious decorations and a high-tech feel.
It stands in stark contrast to the garbage dump outside.
Inside the space, there were three rows of various instruments and more than ten workbenches, but Jerry Ling was nowhere to be seen.
“Here…” Fang Chen looked at the mechanical snake, puzzled.
There's nobody here!
Could it be that the robotic snake is a big hoax?
"What kind of weapon do you wish to request, sir?"
At that moment, a muffled thunderous sound rang out from a desk.
"......."
Upon hearing the voice, Fang Chen looked around but couldn't see who was speaking.
"No need to look anymore, I'm on the third table." This time Fang Chen heard it; the voice came from a tiny figure on the table, about the size of a palm, like a baby toy.