Dreams are… a reality that only those who are capable can speak about. This was an era marked by the births of geniuses! This was an era where heroes could be found everywhere! The fierce conflict between the aristocrats and the civilians, the open and veiled battles between the Federation and the Empire, the restlessly lurking extraterrestrials… When the principles of truth were within the range of battleship cannons, when order had no place in this world… Mu Fan, with the mysterious intelligent life “Black” and his unwavering will, fiercely tore open the magnificent Great Galaxy Era!
Shelly's face turned a bright red, even spreading to her fair eartips. It wasn't because she was shy, but how could someone say something like that? What do you mean by "even though there is a woman here, I will still give you face"? That was simply too crude. How could she be called a woman when she was still so young?
Shelly, dressed in a white gown as if an elf, was unaware that an excited shout was resonating loudly in Mu Fan's ear, "Wow, a good start is half the battle won! I'm very pleased with what you just said! I noticed from the monitor that fifteen men nearby were secretly watching her, meaning she must fit the aesthetic standards of your humans, right?!" The unscrupulous Lord Black's values coincidentally aligned amazingly with Mu Fan's at that moment.