Snow began to fall from the sky again.
Sally looked up at the sky and then at the dilapidated spaceship in front of her.
"Why hasn't the snow buried this spaceship?"
"This is a Yuanzhou Clan's spaceship; its hull has protective functions. When the snow falls on the surface of the spaceship, it turns into water vapor and disperses."
"That's really something, the material is good." Sally then asked Xiaomei, "Can you make one?"
Xiaomei responded, "Xiaomei has already analyzed its data. Once the host becomes wealthy, it can be made at any time."
Sally: "..."
Resting her head on Yan Ze's shoulder, Sally stealthily looked into his eyes and asked a question that she couldn't hold back anymore, "Who hurt you?"
"Couldn't hold it in?" Yan Ze smiled.
"Yes. I was afraid to bring it up in case it reminded you of unpleasant experiences, but it seems okay now, so I asked," Sally said, gently patting him with her paw, "It's okay if you don't want to talk about it."
