Braydon Neal nodded slightly. Of course, it was that one.
Quentin Hunt sneered, "Do you know where that machine is? It's in the core building of the Academy of Sciences, yet you're here bragging about something like this. You must have seen photos of it on the internet!"
Braydon glanced at him. In fact, he had used it for half a year.
His thin lips moved slightly. "There are five of these machines. The Academy of Sciences has two, and the other three are in the north. I'll have one transported over by air tonight!"
Quentin did not even have time to react. Looking at Braydon's serious face, he did not seem to be bragging at all.
Dawson Lablanc smiled bitterly. "Professor Neal, I'm sorry. We don't have much!"
"You don't have any financial support behind you?" Braydon asked.
