As Wang Teng walked out of Fan Bulun's laboratory, he finally let out a sigh of relief.
That old man had been far too difficult to deal with.
If he had not been clever enough, he might not have gotten out at all.
"I'm never coming back to this damn place again." Wang Teng glanced back with lingering fear.
"Hehe, don't be so absolute," General Mokarun said with a chuckle.
"...What do you mean by that?" Wang Teng's heart skipped a beat, and a bad feeling rose within him.
"You'll find out eventually." General Mokarun kept him in suspense, then changed the subject. "I've granted you access to the room on the Tenth Underground Level. Leave the Demon Egg to you."
"Fine, but remember to put in a good word for me after I handle it," Wang Teng said with a nod.
"You really refuse to suffer even the slightest loss, don't you?" General Mokarun said helplessly.
"Look at what you're saying. I'm only taking what belongs to me." Wang Teng smiled.
"Enough. You won't be shortchanged." General Mokarun waved a hand.
"Oh, and I also reported the weakness of the Magic Armor Race Darkness Breed. Please help verify it. That merit can't be left out either," Wang Teng said.
"The weakness of the Magic Armor Race?" General Mokarun was startled.
He truly had not known about this.
In fact, his adjutant had already received the report. But General Mokarun had been handling important matters, and then news of the Demon Egg had arrived. His adjutant had not had the chance to inform him.
General Mokarun dealt with far too many matters every day. If his adjutant did not remind him of certain important things in time, they could be delayed until much later.
"You aren't joking with me, are