Under Su Yu's control, the parts began to assemble.
"Click click click—"
The people in the Sanctuary were silent, watching the scene before them in shock.
Even Lang Yun and the others were no exception.
"This ability... is it really possible for a human?" Lang Yun and Hu Wen watched the astonishing scene, filled with only amazement.
"This mechanical technique, this extraordinary spiritual power, this is the true Mechanic, the pursuit of my life." At this moment, Old Mo was also at the Ninth Squad's base.
Su Yu's previous instructions had mostly been arranged, and now more than a dozen Mechanics were by Old Mo's side, staring blankly at the scene before them, like a miracle.
Old Mo looked at Su Yu, surrounded by many Mechanical Creations, the Su Yu who was the focus of everyone's attention.
In his heart, there was only one thought: If I could stay by the manager's side and learn a bit of mechanical technology, I would die without regret in this lifetime.
