Inside the Strategy Bureau, everyone felt heavy-hearted, but fortunately, everyone returned safely.
However, the scene they saw upon returning was unforgettable.
When leaving, the Sun was right behind them, emitting brilliant rays. If it weren't for Changsun Zhong's superpower protection, the small structure of the fighter jet would have turned into molten iron.
After a long silence, Meng Gua asked, "Is the future really this bad?"
"You've already seen it with your own eyes; the Sun fell into the opponent's hands. Do you think even all of us combined can match the Sun?"
Changsun Zhong, who had been writing incomprehensible formulas on paper, spoke without even lifting his head.
"No." Meng Gua shook his head; he was aware of his limits, especially after being free from Wang Linchi's Intelligence Reduction Aura.
Reading can make one wise, but not reading resulted in intelligence reduction.
"I... want to help!" Meng Gua said firmly.
