Rick felt a chill run down his spine. What did he mean, they were in big trouble? It was just a patch of Lawn.
Was there an apple tree from Eden planted in this Lawn or something?
Before Rick could say anything else, Difu had already led them to the crash site.
This was the crash site of just one of the F-35s. Like an ostrich, the enormous Fighter Aircraft had buried its head deep in the dirt.
Who knew how thick a layer of soil they had spread over this enormous artificial island...
All right, his thoughts had wandered.
Seeing the F-35 Fighter Aircraft embedded in the ground without any sign of having been moved, Rick breathed a sigh of relief.
If Phantom Immortal Technology had hidden the two Fighter Aircraft or found a way to ship them back to Huaxia, he would have been in serious trouble. He might even have faced a court-martial.
Since the Fighter Aircraft was still right where it had crashed, Phantom Immortal Technology clearly had no such intentions. Damn, why did that leave me feeling resentful? What gives Phantom Immortal Technology the right to look down on the F-35, the pinnacle of United States technology?
The thought was rather absurd, but it was undeniably there.
It was like a beautiful woman walking down the street. If someone leered at her, she would certainly curse him for being a pervert. But if someone paid her no attention at all, she would be even angrier. Are you fucking blind?
"Take a good look. All these plants are dead. This is a huge loss." Difu looked heartbroken.
Rick felt an urge to smash his head against a wall. *What the fuck does any of this have to do with anything? However valuable some plants are, can