Li Ming sat in the chair, calculating. Now burdened with a large sum due to the Sixth Patrol Fleet having departed two days ago, the Black Hole Network had resumed distribution.
But he wasn't in a hurry to convert it all to metal energy, as the remaining metal energy was still more than sufficient at Level D.
However, the metal energy required for a Level C Controlled Object could easily drain him completely.
By early August, the turmoil in Silver Grey City had passed, and the recent events felt like a dream.
In the family apartment of the city guards.
"Here I come..." Yang Yu, wearing a long coat that revealed her luminous, pale thighs, carried a bowl of milky white fish soup to the center of the table.
Yang Peng was busy in the kitchen, while Elder Yang fidgeted on the sofa.
"Elder Yang, still not used to it after all this time?" Li Ming asked with a smile.
