Cen Shaoqing did not say a word. He twirled the prayer beads in his hand.
Wang Zhenzhong walked forward, then he said, “To say the least, even if miss ye really created an aircraft carrier, so what? The bet agreement clearly stated that the aircraft carrier’s flying speed must exceed the speed of light! Do you think miss ye can surpass the speed of light?”
Currently, the fastest speed was the speed of light.
To surpass the speed of light and land on the eight planets was practically a pipe dream.
Even in a dream, such a good thing might not happen!
Exceed the speed of light?
Who would dare to think about it?
However, not only did ye zhuo dare to think about it, he also did not know the immensity of Heaven and earth and wanted to set up a betting agreement.
When the few elders saw the news on the international internet, they thought that they were blind.
How could someone be so stupid as to sign such a bet?
Wasn’t he jumping into the fire pit himself?