Chapter 2270: Mysterious organisation
"So this is the global storm here—it's truly terrifying."
"Yeah, today's is exceptionally strong. It'll probably take several years for the surface conditions to recover."
When Ye Zhongming returned to the spaceport where the Su Clan and the small-race alliance were stationed, he heard White Robe and Jie Su talking by the window. When they saw Ye Zhongming, both of them smiled.
"Good haul?"
Seeing Qiuqiu bouncing around lively on the side, they knew the problem had been resolved, and naturally asked about Kunzuo's spatial ring.
With his two brothers, Ye Zhongming had nothing to hide. He first took out Kunzuo's hand bone and asked if they knew what it was, but neither of the others knew.
Ye Zhongming then brought out the landscape-and-birds sheepskin scroll and showed it to them, asking what it was.
White Robe still shook his head, but Jie Su's eyes lit up. After thinking for a moment, he said, "If I'm not mistaken, this should be called a Puziran Hand Scroll."
Jie Su sighed, his gaze filled with envy, saying, "As expected, peak experts always have good things," and slowly continued: "This thing isn't made by the cosmic races at all—it's entirely wheel technology. Its function is to replenish energy, and at an extremely rapid rate. Even for a peak expert, it's very useful."