Beside them, Wu Jia was helping Wu Lan record her experiments. She turned around with a smile and said, “Uncle-master, it’s already good that you’re still alive. It’s our fault for being the Flying Ling Yun. We’re too weak. If we go out, we’ll only be a burden.”
”...”
These words were even more piercing.
What did he mean by Flying Ling Yun?
Flying is flying, Ling Yun is Ling Yun, Alright!
We Are Different!
Bai Feng was depressed, but Wu Lan was not in the mood to comfort this poor teacher Bai. She was doing some dismantling work on her equipment, she said, “Teacher Bai, if you have time, can you help me? Fighting and killing are not suitable for US researchers. In this situation where research materials are everywhere, you are only thinking about fighting and killing. You have forgotten that you are a researcher!”
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