Everything Is Destined

He Xing was inexplicably excited, like a child. He took out the giant brick-moving machine again and put it back in. After more than ten minutes of doing this, he was finally satisfied. He kept the brick-moving machine in his interspace and could not help but give Du Yue a thumbs-up. "You're such a clever little girl! I didn't expect to be able to do this."

Du Yue waved her hand. "It's not that I'm smart, but you've never had to consider such things before." Du Yue had no idea what He Xing's life was like back in the galaxy. However, at the very least, they would not have to worry about food and clothing. Their lives would be guaranteed. Of course, the weapon space would only be used to store weapons. Why would they put other things in it?