Li Yao sat in the old, ragged seat of the supermarket shuttle comfortably. He spared ten percent of his attention to the vastly changing Floating Orchid Domain outside the window, eighty percent on the modification plan of the 'Unparalleled Extension, Sand Scorpion Version', and the last ten percent listening to Wu Zhengyang's report.
Like a human-shaped crystal processor, Wu Zhengyang spoke hundreds of numbers, deals and rules within ten seconds. If an ordinary person were to hear his report, they would only hear hums resembling the sound of the wild bees. But experts like Li Yao could concentrate their spiritual energy on their ears and receive the compound information that he delivered.
Wu Zhengyang was 77 years old and an admin-type Cultivator. He was of the same generation as Wu Mayan's grandpa.
He had no son of his own. When Wu Mayan's father was alive, they were in a quite close relationship. He had almost been the guardian of Wu Mayan's father.
