Little White, Help Me!

The people in the control room looked at the screen in astonishment.

"That's General Ling Xiao's [Belief]. Why is it here?" someone exclaimed.

"Seems like our General Ling Xiao has passed his god-class mecha to his son." Brain One suddenly understood why General Ling Xiao was certain that their bases could survive until their reinforcements arrive.

"Is this fine? Isn't this breaking the Human United Agreement?" The member of the Brain team couldn't help but worry.

Brain One smiled at his man. He asked, "How are we breaking the agreement?"

The member didn't understand. His teammate beside him pulled him and whispered, "The Human United Agreement only states that god-class operators are not allowed to leave their country. They didn't say anything about god-class mechas."

"What's the difference?" The member was still confused.