"That's true," Bentley nodded in sudden realization, "You do have secrets, and they're professionals at repairs."
Then he frowned slightly, "So... it's more likely that Modified Warriors are coming?"
Some things can't stand too much thought; with just a few words, they figured out a rough idea.
On the rainy night, about a kilometer away from the small courtyard, a group of people was watching it, and there were two Mecha beside them.
One of them was actually the Impact Type Mecha that Qu Jianlei had fought before.
"We still need to ask Master Bobov to make the first move," the person in charge of Celestial Craftsmanship said respectfully to a blond man.
"We'll have three Modified Warriors from Celestial Craftsmanship to assist... the Mecha will be ready to suppress at any time."
"No need for the Mecha," the blond man waved his hand expressionlessly, "I don't like working with Mecha."
