Bet
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fang Heng watched Ding Min leave.
Before he could leave the research room, Osborne brought the anxious Zhong Lei to look for Fang Heng.
"Fang Heng, the Federation has agreed to our conditions!"
Zhong Lei's breathing was somewhat heavy. The first thing he did was to look for Fang Heng and immediately report the latest progress of the Federation to him.
"The materials that the Federation has promised us have already been sent to our union headquarters. In addition, the Federation has also told us that they are very interested in the injection for the anti-fusion Tyrant form's mutant worm body. They will be willing to increase the price to buy the injection."
"Before noon tomorrow, they will want as many injections as we have!"
"Ha! What big words. Aren't they afraid that I will pluck all his wool?"
Fang Heng was delighted when he heard that.
Coincidentally, they didn't have any money, and the Federation sent them money!