This was indeed an unmanned drone, a highly professional one at that.
In some small countries, using it as a weapon to launch surprise attacks would inevitably lead to massive casualties.
Shen Zhou's lips curled into a bloody sneer as he talked to himself, "Really courting death, huh! Enveloped in darkness, although with my current skills, I can't take you damned drones down, however..."
"Someone will take them down for me."
He wasn't in a hurry; he picked some more greens and headed for the orphanage.
It was almost noon, the perfect time to make lunch for the kids—a few stir-fried vegetables.
His stir-fried greens last time had won the favor of the children.
Even the little princess Doudou found them delicious, not to mention these orphaned kids.
Shen Zhou was also contemplating when to bring Doudou over to play with the other children.
It would surely be lively.
Just then, he received a phone call.
