An Ruoxue pointed towards the parking bay ahead.
Su Ming looked up at An Ruoxue's words.
A towering 42-meter mecha, entirely constructed from snow-white metal with a special sheen on the surface, embossed with a snowflake insignia on its chest, equipped with vector auxiliary devices at the waist, and a plasma beam cannon embedded in the shoulder. Its sharp metallic claws gripped a white long spear, and two pairs of mechanical light wings embedded in its back exuded a powerful aura, the Fake V Generation Mecha·Frost Messenger appeared before his eyes.
"A high-level customized mecha."
Su Ming walked closer, observing it carefully, and said.
"Well, are you satisfied?"
An Ruoxue asked with a smile.
"Very satisfied, but this should be your mecha, right? If you let me use it, what are you going to use?"
"You don't need to worry about that, I have a Fake V Generation Biological Mecha."
"Fake V Generation Biological Mecha? You all have this?"
Su Ming was quite surprised.
