The Strangers exchanged glances, their faces darkened, realizing they might have overreacted.
In front of the younger generation, the last thing they should do is panic!
Lose your dignity, lose a lot; lose your face, lose everything.
The ever-composed Crystal Man nodded solemnly, "Since it's an inheritance, you must guard it well, and don't let the [Ghost] escape."
"If two [Ghosts] were to fight, the entire Different Space would be scorched earth."
"Though the [Ghosts] are dangerous, they're not entirely useless. The Idealist Perpetual Machine, for instance—solves the energy problem quite nicely."
Lu Yuan took a deep breath. As expected of the seasoned elders accustomed to dealing with [Ghosts], they managed to calm down instantly.
Meanwhile, the Strangers secretly linked their minds.
[We almost let him suppress us again. This kid actually has a foundation!]
[A [Ghost]'s head!]
