The young monk merely looked young. In fact, he had already lived for many years.
Of course, he was still young, or he would not have thrown himself into the Dark Matter Sea.
There was reason to believe he had a way to lead away the countless monsters at the bottom of that sea. He might also encounter more Mother Nests, or even another dark matter being. Far fewer monsters would subsequently cross the Spatial Fissure to this side, and the fleet at the Dreamfire Industrial Base would face much less pressure.
The Blazing Sun Warship started up again and sailed toward the burning planet. With help from the researchers at Base 857, Zeng Ju began finalizing the plan. More than a dozen Ultrafine Particle Miniaturization Nuclear Reactors and the latest Fusion Erosion Devices had already arrived and could be put into use at any time.
As mentioned before, neither the Galaxy Alliance's native powerhouses nor its remotely operated heavy equipment could withstand the Fusion Erosion Devices' heat at close range, and their precision fell far too short. The task still had to be left to an Ascension One.
Who knew whether, at this moment, Zeng Ju had once again thought of that proud, unrestrained, even thoroughly rotten young master of the Shen Household.
The middle-aged researcher in the gray checked shirt came to the lower section of the warship, carrying a teacup. A light touch of his Wristband produced a soft beep. The heavy alloy gate slowly opened, revealing the vast Strategic Warehouse before him.
He had already fully mastered the use of the Fusion Erosion Devices at Base 857, and his algorithms differed from Zeng Ju's, so he did not need to watch and learn in person. Only if Zeng Ju could not endure it would he reveal