However, Ye Chong still had his senses with him. The crazy idea came and went.
If he had enough tools, Ye Chong could disassemble all the trash material and make full use of them. Now, he could only throw the worthless material out of the spaceship.
The rest of the journey was relatively peaceful, without further incident. The thousand-strong Collision escort around their starship were like ghosts, undetected by any of the other starships that they encountered. It was apparent how heavily the people these days had come to rely on holographic scanning systems.
In another corner of the He Yue galaxy, a middle-aged man gasped, "Kyaji was killed?"
"Yes. The Death Legion was annihilated, there were no survivors." On his holographic screen, an average looking man reported in a low voice.
The middle-aged man asked, "Do you know who’s responsible?"
