What Mu Guang had brought out this time was rather useless.
However, Qu Jianlei ultimately did not make an issue of it. Beyond respecting the ingenuity, there was perhaps a faint sense of sentimentality as well.
Bentley had originally intended to argue further, but then he noticed Jing Yuexin shooting him a look that carried a vague warning.
He feared neither Heaven nor Earth, yet for some reason, he was somewhat wary of this little one.
It was not because of her cultivation. He vaguely sensed that the First One had a special concern for Nutrient Solution.
No matter how dangerous the task, he would not so much as furrow his brow. But he placed great importance on the First One's wishes.
He fell silent, and naturally, no one else pursued the matter either—everyone had voiced their opinions, so there was no need to keep insisting.
Even Paranoid, who had the worst temper, said nothing.
Setting aside the First One's wishes, Xiang Xue would most likely reach the Supreme realm someday. Why needlessly make an enemy of her? Only after Qu Jianlei got his hands on the other party's extractor did he realize that he had indeed underestimated Grave Robber.
The machine looked ordinary and was quite noisy, but its design was exceedingly ingenious.
Its space utilization and energy conversion rates were exceptionally high, while its pressure resistance, protective measures, and isolation measures were all eye-opening.
The excessive noise could not really be helped. The space was simply too cramped, so with other aspects taking priority, that had to be sacrificed.
Qu Jianlei had always believed that, with his knowledge of mechanical engineering, he could thrive in the Empire.
But this machine silently told him: you may be good, but professionals were professionals.
After making a rough assessment, Qu Jianlei