"Boss, Miss Mimili and the others have already arrived near the Wind Alliance."
Lyu's realistic projection was still wearing a long skirt.
She watched Yang Ming, hesitating to speak.
A familiar giant shipwreck had appeared ahead, and Yang Ming lay in his captain's chair, enjoying its built-in massage. He occasionally sighed and chuckled, leaving Lyu a bit puzzled.
"Boss, are you okay?"
"What's wrong with me?" Yang Ming laughed, "Just thinking about some things, it's a bit emotional and funny."
Lyu wondered, "What's going on?"
"Ah," Yang Ming sighed softly, "let's go for the third test first. I'm afraid I won't have time, but we've also mentally prepared. Even if we can't resonate with the Intelligent Mechanic Dusk, it's okay."
Lyu tilted her head slightly.
The boss was dodging the question.
Goodness, he really made some deal with Reason behind her back?
Lyu felt a little aggrieved, puffing up her lips.
