Mu Fan knew he wasn't the only person appearing on the tarmac; with so many people coming and going at Dingchuan Academy every day, he didn't realize a girl had just noticed him from behind.
Now Mu Fan was walking towards the apartment, suddenly a bit eager to see his companions' expressions.
How were the wounds on Fat Brother and White Hair healing, he wondered?
With a faint smile on his face, Mu Fan didn't dial anyone on Sky Communication but continued walking towards the apartment with his backpack.
At this moment, both White Hair and Fat Brother, whose wounds had healed, were tinkering in a secret laboratory, completely unaware of Mu Fan's return.
Since they had already proposed their armament plan, the two naturally needed to start enhancing their strength, working hard for their future conquest of the stars and sea.
Wearing a tight white lab suit, Fat Brother looked nothing like a so-called scientific researcher but more like a capitalist here to exploit labor.
