Several months later, a group of people emerged from the desert, it was Xu Mo and his four companions.
Xu Mo's Mecha arm grasped the Ancient Beast, holding its pointed head. The Ancient Beast pouted, glaring angrily at him, seemingly expressing strong dissatisfaction.
"Scumbag." The Ancient Beast spoke in a childish voice, like a human child. Even though it had learned human language, its expressive ability was still limited.
"???" Xu Mo stared at the Ancient Beast, then glanced at Zero beside him, noticing that Zero was also looking his way. Xu Mo's heart twitched, preparing to knock the Ancient Beast on the head. This mischievous creature had communicated with Zero's memory, knowing how to 'frame' him.
So cunning!
Before Xu Mo could knock down, Zero had already taken it away. The Ancient Beast curled up in Zero's arms, its small paws rubbing against its chest, seemingly provoking Xu Mo. Fortunately, this pesky thing was female; otherwise, Xu Mo might have roasted it.
