Liu Jun remembered the Innate Saint baby from before, born in Rehe City.
He couldn't help but search the news.
"Very well, taken by Rehe Heavy Industry, whereabouts unknown."
He showed a hint of inevitable regret,
"But it figures, that is a prototype machine, a walking Treasure Basin, a future cornerstone of power, could it possibly be allowed to be taken by hostile forces?"
Liu Jun felt his head was heavy.
It seems this path is without hope.
He rubbed his head in frustration while sitting in front of the computer screen.
He also thought of the family of three fleeing towards the ancestral land: one invested in Titan research, one in mechanical steam, and another in dragon development...
The more Liu Jun thought, the more speechless he was.
No wonder it's the plague fungus, its contagiousness is far too exaggerated.
"Should I ask the Angel King to gather people? Has he met any Innate Saints in recent days?"
