2461 The Gaoists, Alien Humans!

The Fist King's crystal processor clattered, and vague smoke popped up from the joints of his metal skull. He said casually, "I don't understand what you are talking about, Boss Bai."

His hands in his back, Boss Bai looked at the gantry cranes in the port that appeared to be the debris of a giant and said, "When you came to me with the crushed Cultivators, you were just an inconspicuous spectral Cultivator, with a combat ability in the Nascent Soul Stage at best, and you did not know the first thing about starship battles.

"However, as resources, particularly crystal processors, were provided for you incessantly, you were like a hungry sponge sucking and absorbing all the knowledge, growing into a qualified fleet commander at an astonishing speed.