Zhang Yue felt that the world had gone mad, Professor Wenn had gone mad, he had gone mad, and the young girl who jumped onto their flying vehicle with a toolbox had gone mad too.
"Professor, if she breaks the vehicle, it will be even harder to go back," Zhang Yue couldn't help but say, "She looks like she's not even fifteen. Do you really think she can repair a flying vehicle?"
"At this age, whether on the backward Mutou Star or even on Emperor Star, it's rare to find someone who can repair a flying vehicle."
Zhang Yue was about to say that those who can fix flying vehicles are all highly professional.
Wenn Yu sat on a pile of grass, watching Qiann Yan busy with the toolbox, taking apart their flying vehicle little by little. He clenched his fist but then relaxed.
"If you don't let her do it, can you find anyone on Mutou Star who dares to repair a flying vehicle?"
Zhang Yue stayed silent; he could not.
