"Beep... System misjudged, the space level is too high, unable to forcibly breakthrough..."
"Beep... System is about to be formatted..."
"Beep... Beep... Beep..."
"Buzz..."
The Space Gate closed. As Galatron disappeared, the energy fluctuations of dozens of mechas around instantly vanished, halting all movement and operations.
Qin Shou dusted off the dirt on his clothes and tucked away the Zombie Transformation Card into the System.
Synthesizing zombies back then was purely out of mischief; who would've thought it would one day be useful for playing dead?
"Haha, mission accomplished!"
Qin Shou glanced around at the Second-level mechas, his mouth almost watering.
"So many Second-level Nine-star mechas! That poor guy Chen Xinghe sure was extravagant, but now they're all mine!"
In a whirlwind, he stored all those mechas into the System Space. Qin Shou's entire demeanor shifted in an instant.
Overnight riches!
A bona fide tycoon!
Yes, this is the aura of a nouveau riche.
