"I can't make the call on that," Director Lu said with a wry smile. "But... if Perfected Shen really wants one, it shouldn't be a big problem."
Compared to a Golden Core expert, a fighter jet was just slightly more expensive than a tank. As long as he didn't want to use a battleship as a yacht, or collect an aircraft carrier or a nuclear bomb, it really wouldn't be a big deal.
"Alright, thanks for your hard work." Shen Yun patted the tank again, feeling somewhat expectant. He wondered, "What kind of monster will it turn into upon Enlightenment? Will it be one of those cute tank girls from Japanese anime? Also, how am I supposed to cultivate a relationship with it?"
This tank's factory release date was just a week ago; it was essentially a newborn.
"Right, there is one more thing." Director Lu seemed to recall something. "Perfected Shen, have you paid attention to that Black Mage from the West?"
"John?" Shen Yun didn't know why he brought this person up so suddenly.
