Two days later.
Wei Guangling left Fang Heng's work studio building.
After meeting with Fang Heng, the doubts in his heart were not solved but increased instead.
However, his goal had been achieved.
He confirmed Fang Heng's ability and persuaded him to join the blood moon project.
In exchange, the Federation would provide Fang Heng with a helicopter.
Wei Guangling was very curious.
Why did Fang Heng need a helicopter?
A helicopter appeared to be very powerful, but the actual effect was not good.
That thing burned too much oil, and its weight-bearing was limited. It also needed to be equipped with a pilot.
Other than being able to climb over some dangerous terrain, a truck would be more practical.
"Ring, Ring..."
Wei Guangling picked up his phone.
"Yeah, we're done talking. He's on his way back."
"It's not bad. He has agreed to join the blood moon project."
