The Prodigal Son Reborn

Lance, Zhang Li and Xia Mo met. In order to match Xia Mo's speed, the two deliberately slowed down, but even so, the running speed of the mecha was not comparable to Xia Mo's speed.

Randall glanced at Mo Xia, who was out of breath, and said to Zhang Li, "Come and see here." He pointed to the part where the bottom of the metal ball and the soil joined.

Zhang Li took two steps forward, observed carefully, and wondered, "Did the cry for help just now come from inside?"

Randall nodded.

Zhang Li squatted down and brushed off the dark red meat sauce stuck to the junction of the two with his hands.

Lance half covered his eyes with his hands, and took two steps back in disgust.

Zhang Li carefully sensed the junction, and said, "Ion remodeling?"

Randall, "That's what I guessed too."

Hearing this, even Lance became interested. He poked his head out from behind Randall, "You mean, the people here...can do ion reshaping?"

At the end of summer, there is a strong sense of crisis in an instant!

Ion reshaping is one of the basic skills of a senior mecha builder, but it is almost impossible for new students to do it.

However, in the present circumstances, only ionic remodeling can explain the situation at hand.

Xia Mo slowly clenched his fists. If the person here is really a high-level mecha maker, will he, a layman who knows nothing about mecha manufacturing, be completely useless? !

Zhang Li is noncommittal to Lance's words. What he cares most about now is not whether the people inside can achieve ion reshaping, but what he cares about is, "How long can people live in this fully enclosed environment?"

Lance suddenly realized, "Oh! This person has been inside for at least 10 minutes, right?! The sphere is so small, I guess there is not much oxygen left."

Randall asked Zhang Li with his eyes, what should we do now?

Zhang Li frowned, and his eyes slowly drifted to someone who had been out of space since the beginning, "Our team is a mecha maker, but obviously not high enough."

At the end of Xia's face froze, he felt ashamed.

Randall looked at the black head hanging down to his chest, and said seriously, "Get to the point."

"If Xia Mo has a little understanding of mecha manufacturing, we may be able to rescue the people inside through ion decomposition."

Xia Mo got an arrow in his chest.

"But you all know what happened at the end of summer."

Another shot.

"Unless we can use violence to open the sphere, but even the squirrel can't leave the slightest trace on the surface of the sphere, I don't think we can successfully open the metal sphere by violence while ensuring his personal safety." In other words , he has no way.

Randall fell silent.

Xia Mo clenched her fists tightly, her slender body bent slightly, as if it might break at any moment.In this team, he has the least sense of presence. If he can't become stronger as soon as possible, even if Randall keeps him out of morality, he will have no face to accept Randall's kindness.

He desperately wants to be Randall's help in ascension to the throne!

Rebirth, could it be that he couldn't even do this? !

Do not!Do not! !

He must become stronger!Become stronger!