In the darkness of space, the spaceship, piloted by Ling Ling, was pressing forward.
"Wang Hao, what are you doing?" Le Xuan put down her revolver and looked at Wang Hao, who was making drugs, with interest.
Xia Weiwei asked warily, "You're not making any of those provocative drugs, are you?"
Wang Hao looked at Xia Weiwei in disbelief. "As a decent man, I don't make any provocative drugs. These are antibodies."
"Hu… Hu…"
The girls were relaxed at first, but they immediately scorned Wang Hao. If Wang Hao were a decent man, everybody else in the world would be a saint.
"Right, do you know where Xue Qianqin is?" asked Wang Hao curiously. He always remembered the Dark Spirit.
"I'm told that she has been recruited by a certain expert as a disciple and is training hard," Le Xuan said after a moment's thought.
"A certain expert?" Wang Hao frowned and considered the well-known experts on Earth.
