For a moment, Lin Xian had a bit of a headache.
Click, click.
The sound of footsteps reached Lin Xian's ears, and he looked up to see a man with glowing eyes approaching from the far end of the corridor. Mochizuki Masashi's nanotech pupils emitted a deep blue glow in the shadow of the corridor as he walked into the engine room with his hands tucked into his sleeves. Seeing Lin Xian sitting cross-legged atop the engine, he spoke,
"Your posture reminds me of those fantasy novels I read as a child, where cultivators love to find a secluded spot to sit and enhance their powers."
"I'm not cultivating; this is science," Lin Xian said, glancing at the devouring progress in front of him.
[Devouring progress 30%]
"Digesting this massive transport ship in your belly sure seems scientific," Mochizuki Masashi commented dryly.
"You didn't come all this way to suggest that our train group should evacuate Silent City to avoid trouble, did you?"
