"Unbelievable..."
Wang Xiaoming leaned against the equipment, monitoring the Golden Battle Armor on Zhou Zheng's body, his face full of shock.
Wang Xiaoming, usually calm, had hardly ever experienced such extreme emotions before, but seeing these complex pathways resembling chips, he felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.
To barely understand it was one thing, but to act on it was far too difficult.
Nonetheless, he was the only one on site capable of understanding the principles behind Tao Yu's armor design.
"I thought my understanding of the paranormal was fairly good, but seeing your work truly made me realize what it means to 'sit in the well and view the sky'."
Wang Xiaoming sighed softly, touching the Golden Battle Armor on Zhou Zheng, as if looking at his lover.
Just then he turned and saw Tao Yu filming him with a phone while explaining on the other side.
