"You know, Mysterio's gadgets really are handy. I'm liking these little things more and more."
Inside the cold-storage base, Zuo Ci swaggered around, completely unconcerned about anyone watching him.
Everyone in the base acted as though they couldn't see him at all. Even when Zuo Ci deliberately danced right in front of them, they showed no reaction.
Naturally, this wasn't because Zuo Ci had bought some other bizarre product. He had simply deployed a few of his drones to make himself "invisible."
All he could say was that, as gadgets from superhero comics, these drones might not be much good in a head-on fight, but their support capabilities were absolutely top-notch.
Of course, I know what you're thinking, and all I can tell you is no. These things could only conceal sights and sounds at best. The moment you actually touched someone, you'd be exposed.
"But I've been wandering around for ages. Why haven't I found anything valuable? Is this base really that poor?"
He didn't know exactly what this base was for, but it was absurdly huge. Even with Zuo Ci's current physical abilities, he had spent over half an hour exploring and still hadn't covered half of it.
Being huge was one thing, but it was also poor. After all that wandering, aside from the underlings patrolling everywhere, the only valuable thing Zuo Ci had found was a large refrigeration unit worth a few hundred dollars.
He could safely say that this trip had been a massive loss.
"No way. Surely this isn't really just an oversized warehouse?"
After wandering a little longer, Zuo Ci was getting impatient. I made millions off one of Bane's bases, and now I've spent all this time roaming this dump for a few hundred bucks? Is this a joke?
But just as