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Yang Ming complained as he parked the hover car in a deserted corner, reaching under the seat to pull out a power-driven metal injector.
He skillfully rolled up his sleeve, aimed at the weakest part of his shoulder skin, and pressed the button on the metal injector. With a faint hum, the alloy needle pierced his shoulder, and the golden Genetic Stabilization Liquid quickly injected.
Yang Ming grunted softly, exhaling gently, his desire for battle significantly reduced.
"Lyu, what's Karmi's financial status?"
Lyu replied softly, "It's currently impossible to calculate in detail. The part that can be estimated is roughly worth over a billion New Federation Coins."
"Does she have any weaknesses?" Yang Ming asked with interest.
Lyu muttered under his breath, "Are you not interested in mature women, boss? In many ways, she's a rich lady."
Yang Ming suddenly felt a bit impulsive.
Impulsive enough to consider transmitting back to the Feinan and kicking her main brain.
