Young Man, Is There Anything You Want?

"Cooperate?" Wang Teng was stunned. This wasn't what he expected.

This alien who called himself a Plato being wanted to cooperate with him?

No, he must be lying!

Those who are not our kin are sure to be of a different heart!

This Plato being must have other intentions.

Wang Teng wasn't stupid. He immediately guessed that the other party had ulterior motives. However, he didn't think that the pope had agreed to work together with these aliens.

Where did he get the confidence to do that? Wasn't he afraid of getting fooled by them?

Wang Teng finally understood why the Zhenli Clan managed to make so much progress in their research. It must have something to do with this collaboration.

Wang Teng snorted in his heart, but he didn't display it on his face. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "Cooperate? How?"