"Tang Zheng from the future parallel world, what do you want to do?" Xu Biyun, the controller managing countless Trojans, would never fear a Trojan Squad, even if this squad had a glorious record of breaking more than a thousand Trojans.
"I'm here to tell you that your theory has flaws, about those higher-level competitions, the various different civilizations, intergalactic conflicts. I followed your instructions, but the results are definitely not what you wanted."
Xu Biyun frowned.
"Don't understand? So dumb, to put it simply, Uncle can't stand you and wants to blast you!" Lu Fan had his hands in his pockets, sucking on a lollipop, wearing a disdainful expression. Uncle doesn't want everyone to endure another cruel nightmare.
