Late at night.
The primordial spirit research institute was brightly lit.
In the reference room, Wu Lan, Wu Jia, and Hu Qiusheng were all busy, going through the information one by one.
Busy, but very happy.
Fulfilling!
Striving for a great cause together!
Although this idea might only exist in Wu Lan’s mind, the few of them did not stop, flipping through all sorts of information one by one.
“I found one!”
Wu Lan suddenly said happily, “Senior sister, write it down! This book says that the Heavenly Dragon Tribe was born with great pressure and have opened their apertures 144 times. Ten thousand stones can fuse their apertures in half a year or a year at most. There must be something wrong with 144 apertures fusing so quickly!”
Wu Jia yawned and came over to take notes.
She was somewhat impressed by this girl. wasn’t she tired after looking at it for so long?
She was so tired after seeing this.
She wanted to sleep after seeing the book!
“Heavenly Dragon tribe...”