Zhao Guang opened the Space Gate, then laid down two mats on the other side.
He started by sending over things that wouldn't break if dropped, like chili oil and other condiments. As for tricycle components, forget it. Not only were they a nightmare to send on a conveyor belt, but they would also be in bad shape if they were thrown and hit the ground.
Besides, there were too many items, and the constant clashing of metal against metal—who knew how much damage that would cause.
As he moved items, Zhao Guang occasionally went to the other side to organize. After a while, he finally saw Human Soldiers approaching.
"Lord Zhao Guang, you're here to deliver things again."
"That's right. Go find some people to help move the stuff," Zhao Guang said, then ran back to his side. He was too busy to waste time chatting with these folks.
The Soldiers hurried back, and Zhao Guang continued with the transportation.
