"Hmph, Fei Ningxiao, you are simply dreaming. Do you think you can destroy the foundation of our Research Institute with these ridiculous earthquakes? You're making a fool of yourself," Nie Haijun sneered mercilessly.
"This Ghost-faced Boiling Blood Race member is an idiot too. He knows absolutely nothing about Earth's data storage technology," Su Yue let out a cold laugh.
Leaving aside whether he could actually succeed, even assuming he did, the only thing Fei Ningxiao could destroy were the Research Institute's buildings. This wasn't the Wet Realm. Storing data didn't require primitive methods like carving on tree bark. A few hard drives were enough to store a massive amount of information. Moreover, this was the Research Institute; they definitely had more advanced military-grade storage devices. One could only destroy the buildings, not the data.
Su Yue had just muttered this when Wuteng Feng, whom he was carrying on his back, spoke in a chilling voice.
