Zhou Hao looked at the strange city and was shocked.
"That's right. This is the Machine City. Rumor has it that this city is the Machine Factory of the Moro Race. I don't know why it became like this. At that time, their technology was even more advanced than ours!"
At this moment, Su Xiaoyu said.
Zhou Hao could somewhat guess why it became like this. However, he was still not sure, so he naturally did not say it.
"Where's the chip?" Zhou Hao immediately asked.
"In a secret room in Machine City, that chip is very difficult to preserve. After all, when a person dies, the chip will also disappear. However, under certain special circumstances, very few chips can be preserved. However, there are very few chips to begin with and many people know about them. I'm afraid it won't be easy to snatch them!"
Su Xiaoyu said with a hint of confidence.
"You guys should know who's here, right?"
Zhou Hao asked directly.
