"...Do you really intend to save everyone?"
Tang Zhe'an came to the Decisive Battle Mecha's storage room and, sure enough, saw Lu Yuanming sitting on an iron rack, watching the maintenance personnel repair the mecha.
Faced with the sudden appearance of Tang Zhe'an and his question, Lu Yuanming didn't answer immediately. He was silent for a long time before saying, "At first... I didn't think so. At that time I just wanted to survive, and then return to my body, not wanting to make my parents and sister sad."
Tang Zhe'an took out a bottle of baijiu from his pocket... Wait, from his pocket?
Lu Yuanming subconsciously looked over, staring at Tang Zhe'an's trouser pocket for a while; he still couldn't understand how a bottle of baijiu, especially a reasonably large one, could fit into a regular trouser pocket...
