The old man who'd come over was named Qi Hetao. He was nothing less than a research maniac.
The moment he saw Fang Yuan, he pestered him relentlessly, hoping to get permission to study the Sky Wing.
"This... is no problem!"
Fang Yuan waved a hand grandly. "I've already dismantled the Sky Wing. I can give each research institute some parts... If Sky University wants some, I can give them a few, too!"
"What? You dismantled it?"
Qi Hetao hadn't believed him at first, but when he saw the scattered heap of parts, he nearly collapsed. He sat on the ground and wailed without a shred of dignity. "What a wastrel! What a wastrel!"
"Actually... that mech had already reached its limit, as far as I could tell. After the battle, it started falling apart..."
Fang Yuan lied without batting an eye. No one knew how badly the mech had been damaged before, so he could say whatever he liked.
"I'll have to trouble you, Qi Yunshan. I'm planning to donate half of these things to the university. The other mech research institutes can each get a share, too!"
"O-okay!"
Qi Yunshan answered blankly. "But if you do that, you'll make an enemy of Sky University for good!"
"Not like I'm a student there..." Fang Yuan shrugged indifferently. "Besides... our university should reward me, shouldn't it?"
"Of course. You'll get an astronomical number of credits, at the very least! Enough to hire a Corpse-Ascended Immortal as a teacher!" Qi Yunshan replied with some envy.
"Mm. Also... I have one more favor to ask. Let me hitch a ride!"
Fang Yuan glanced at the aircraft and spoke up.
"It would be my pleasure!"
Qi Yunshan agreed at once, though no one knew what he was thinking.
Inside the ship's cabin,