Stinger was dumbfounded. The King of Abilities' methods were far too terrifying, weren't they? He had effortlessly separated Stinger's memories, and even memories of specific content at that?
To be honest, Stinger was deeply dissatisfied with Andrew's actions. No one wanted their memories to be casually separated by someone else. It was even more frightening and humiliating than being stripped naked.
The problem was, Stinger did not dare lose his temper. The man before him was the King of Abilities, someone capable of destroying a planet, while he was merely an alien without identification. If the other side killed him, they would probably only need to write a report.
Report contents: Alien discovered. Alien resisted. Alien died.
Stinger helplessly sighed and forced himself to say, "King of Abilities, there's nothing wrong with those memories. After staying here for so long, it really is time I paid rent. But can Earth's surveillance devices really fool Alien Technology?
"It's not that I don't trust you, but if they really see through it, it could alert the enemy. In fact, I hope they don't see through it. That way, I can clear myself of responsibility and won't have to worry about being held accountable by the Empire."
Stinger had once been a Warrior, but after so many years of "retirement," he was now completely different from before.
"I installed nine surveillance devices in your house. Did you notice them?"
Andrew asked with a smile. In American comics, the strongest technology always belonged to superheroes and supervillains. As for those cosmic forces, they looked powerful, but were actually just average.
"Nine surveillance devices?"
Stinger was stunned. After obtaining Andrew's permission, he activated the house's detection system and thoroughly checked the place, yet found nothing.
Stinger looked at Andrew suspiciously. Was the other man fooling