"Your Fierce Ghost Mecha looks different from before."
Griss frowned and asked:
"How much has your strength improved? No, you're already so strong, how can you keep getting stronger? We transformed people are like a one-time deal, we get a shot, get hard for a while, and then go back to being soft."
Yang Ming raised his right hand calmly.
"Feel this."
"Hmm?"
Griss touched the wrist guard, and in that instant, it was like he understood something. A flood of information filled his brain but quickly dissipated.
"What kind of treasure is this?"
"A weapon from Faya."
Yang Ming spoke seriously:
"I'm puzzled too. This Mecha seems to be enhanced by me. When I was cutting down that Fake Queen, I thought the energy explosion would destroy the Mecha, but unexpectedly... it remained unscathed, and I wasn't hit too hard either.
"Why don't you go up and try it out."
"Me try it?" Griss pointed at his own nose, "Can I even drive this thing?"
