On Jade Avenue, Sun Chonglai was driving towards Building 5.
Zhou Yi was sitting in the back seat.
Next to him were two White Smoke Mushrooms huddled together, afraid to come closer.
At this moment, they appeared uneasy and stiff-bodied.
If the Black Hand Mushroom resembled a child, then the White Smoke Mushroom had entered adolescence. They had a strong sense of self, rebelliousness, liked challenges, and had a smoker's trait.
Zhou Yi took the initiative to talk with them, "You are right, I lean towards humans. Because I am human myself, I understand humans, and I know humans can achieve great things. The prehistoric human civilization buried by the Dead Sea is proof."
"If you think you are stronger, then let the facts speak for themselves. As long as you demonstrate enough ability, the company will provide corresponding resources favorably, just like the Bone Laboratory and the courier center."
Bai Yi and Bai Er remained silent.
