Mysterious Brain

Mo Yu's body turned to stone.

But his eyes kept rolling.

He tried hard to figure Liu Di out.

That guy might fool others, but he can't fool me. He's clearly the boss behind the Creator!

Filthy rich!

He's probably richer than my Mohist School's thousand-year legacy!

But that eternally unchanged ratty white shirt and worn-out pants of his were probably worth no more than two hundred yuan.

He was stingy.

He did not smoke, drink, or go near women. A complete bumpkin with no taste whatsoever.

Mo Yu's brows twitched repeatedly.

Thinking about it, buying a black shirt worth more than two hundred yuan did fit his loser temperament.

Mm.

Mo Yu nodded to himself. It was probably just a coincidence!

"Hehe."

Mo Yu laughed heartily. "Jiuli, you're right. It's just a coincidence! Our Mohist Weishan Lake Base uses nothing but the world's most advanced confidential technology!"

"Anti-detection materials, anti-satellite systems, an independent Ethernet network—there isn't even any information about our base on any map!"

"Not even Mr. Song knows!"

"How could Liu Di possibly find this place? He couldn't do it even if it killed him!"

As Mo Yu spoke, he laughed to himself. "I was even startled for a moment. If he found this place, we'd be wiped out down to the nest! Hahaha."

For some inexplicable reason, Mo Yu felt at ease. He stretched out his hand and brushed past the glass pods containing the clones one by one.

Like a miser, he gazed contentedly at his own vault.

He muttered, "Hey, brother. Hey, handsome brother. Hehe."

By chance, Mo Yu's hand brushed across a pure silver chest that gave off a faint chill.

Mo Yu walked past with a smile. "Brother, your body temperature is a little low!"

The next moment.

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