Ten minutes later.
Wang Zhong left the treasure vault. Aside from the [Alien Artificial Battle Suit], he also took a box of cash and a box of gold coins.
A Level 3 Psionic Warrior possessed a full thousand pounds of strength.
Therefore, Wang Zhong could barely manage to carry the two boxes of currency. As for the firearms filling the treasure vault, he did not take any of them.
First, these were all ordinary firearms.
Second, Wang Zhong could not carry that many guns.
After only a few steps,
Wang Zhong arrived at the [General Manager's Office].
The moment he entered, Wang Zhong saw the [Level 3 Mechanical Warrior] packing up a pair of mechanical arms. In one corner of the office, there was also a headless corpse.
Around the neck of that headless corpse were several flesh-colored metal data cables...
At the same time, that greedy, throbbing sensation surfaced in Wang Zhong's heart again.
Mechanical Remains!
Xia Jinbao actually had Mechanical Remains on him too!
Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Zhong strode into the office and placed his right hand on the neck of the headless corpse.
Crackle! Crackle!
The next second, brilliant blue electrical energy emerged from Wang Zhong's right palm.
Crackle! Crackle!
Visible to the naked eye, strands of flickering blue arcs appeared in Wang Zhong's right palm. Then, those blue arcs rapidly burst apart and spread at a terrifying speed.
Finally, under Wang Zhong's expectant gaze, the white [Mechanical Spine] clenched in his right hand was engulfed by a blinding mass of blue electrical arcs.
Crack.
A moment later.
The dazzling blue arcs gathered toward Wang Zhong's right hand like swallows returning to their nest, finally all sinking into his body.
The white [Mechanical Spine] in his right palm had also vanished.
Boom!
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