Just as Zhang Ze and Fuji were about to contact Tang, who had already reached the Holy Land, and call for reinforcements, a discordant voice suddenly interjected.
"No, no! Boss! I'm telling you, those things are worth a fortune. It took the combined wealth of Dongqi and countless years of accumulation in this Holy Land to build those few hundred units, and you blew them all up. How are we supposed to live?
"Boss, when you first arrived, you had no choice but to protect yourself, but now it's different. We have many methods now; there's no need, really, no need. Listen to me, let's capture them alive. I'm begging you."
Lily's chattering came out of Fuji's mouth like an anxious monkey.
Zhang Ze listened for a long time before snapping back to his senses. He looked at Fuji, "Didn't you say...ordinary people can't access your thoughts, even Lily can barely manage? Is this what you call 'barely'?"
