Quill's performance just now had only made Su Ming laugh.
But Drax's question made it hard for him to keep a straight face...
Nothing else about it—the guy had asked far too earnestly.
Su Ming finally understood the true meaning of that saying—
Sincerity was the ultimate killing move!
He looked at Drax speechlessly, wondering how he should explain it to him.
Then Rocket's voice came from nearby:
"Idiot! The captain only restored this place to how tidy it was, and... added a little magic.
He didn't rewind everything that happened. You still reek of alcohol, dumbass!"
Rocket looked at Su Ming as he slowly approached, understanding dawning in his eyes.
With such a huge commotion, the captain was probably the only one capable of pulling it off...
As a mechanical maniac, his logical abilities were terrifyingly sharp.
He instantly understood Su Ming's intentions.
After all, this was not their territory. Leaving the place like this would have been rather impolite.
It was basically another case of Su Ming cleaning up after them.
He looked at Su Ming admiringly, though his gaze kept drifting toward the huge pile of wine barrels in the corner.
"Groot alone drank more than a dozen barrels dry just now. How did they go back to where they were?
And they seem to be full of wine again.
Is that even scientific?"
The laws of physics: Feed me peanuts! Boohoo...
Su Ming was quite satisfied with Rocket's answer.
Explaining reason to Drax was harder than beating Ronan into scrap. Su Ming was honestly a little intimidated by it.
He had merely used this opportunity to test his upgraded ability—Local Time Manipulation.
That was right. Having reached Level 3, the Sorcerer Supreme had finally touched the threshold of time.
As for space...
Su Ming discovered that