965 Alchemy

The old man that stepped forth was Qi Hetao, and he was simply a research maniac.

Once he saw Fang Yuan, he refused to let him go, wanting to obtain the right to research the Wings of the Sky.

"This… it's not a problem!" Fang Yuan waved his hands heroically. "I've taken the Wings of the Sky apart. I'll deliver a few parts to each research institute. If Sky University wants it, I'll give them a portion!"

"What? You've dismantled it?"

Qi Hetao was in disbelief. But after seeing the pile of parts, he collapsed to the ground, crying out loud without care for his image. "What a complete waste. I can't believe this!"

"Actually, I have a feeling that this mecha had hit its limit long ago. After going through the battle, it started to fall apart…"

Fang Yuan was talking nonsense. Anyway, nobody knew how damaged the mecha was previously, and everything was based on what he wanted to say.