Collecting scrap?
"Uh..." Jia Yan looked at the light screen monitoring behind him and saw a fleet of Giant Mosquito battleships rapidly approaching this location.
Jia Yan could understand the meaning of Senior Light and Shadow, that he simply looked down on these battleships!
But this was a fleet that Jia Yan had finally obtained, and he did not think these were pieces of junk.
If these were considered junk, what would Senior Light and Shadow think of his 'Earth Fleet' on Earth? Wouldn't he directly accuse him of picking up the junk of all junks?
"Hehe, Senior has a vision that reaches the heavens; my humble assets naturally do not catch your eye. However, I think I should send a message to my subordinates. I hastily informed them when we broke through earlier; they might still not believe that I am inside this Armor backpack."
Jia Yan said with a wry smile, shifting the topic.
