Gao Gong regarded the other party's behavior with serious suspicion.
If it had been earlier, unless he contaminated the guy, he really wouldn't have had many options—after all, in his camp there was only this one Senior Mechanic.
And if he really did contaminate him, Gao Gong was still a bit wary. The man had Mirta bloodline—who knew if the Mirta People had developed some special bloodline tech specifically against Evil Gods.
If the contamination was detected and the Mirta People brought a Civilization Army to besiege them, wouldn't that be game over.
So before this, he'd always maintained plenty of patience with the guy, and had been quite respectful when asking him for advice.
But now that was no longer necessary.
He was the number one Mechanic in the camp!
"Come with me to the Star Ring and take a look," Gao Gong said directly.
Chawei wore a bitter face on the surface, but inwardly he was dismissive, thinking, all your tech was taught by me, what the hell do you know.
