The one thing Ye Chong wanted to avoid the most was attention. On the trash planet, the last one standing was often the one lying in the dark, waiting to ambush. The quicker one was exposed under the star’s light rays, the higher the probability of death! At the moment, if Ye Chong’s identity was discovered by the Sanctuary, he would not stand a chance.
Every part of Han Jia, standing before him, told the story of a very special mech! "What an eyesore!" Ye Chong thought.
What should he do? Ye Chong pondered long and hard. He had wanted to build a mech that could hide his identity, but had ended up with one that made him the center of attention. He could not help but smile ironically! His eyes wandered to a corner stashed with bottles of all sorts, and Ye Chong unconsciously scanned through them. Ye Chong’s vision suddenly focused on a silver bottle!