"An improved version of the White Mech?"
A glint flashed through Zhao Futu's eyes as he heard that. He accepted the data disk and said seriously, "The Association, no, humanity will thank you for your help, Sir Alpha."
Alpha shook his head, "No thanks needed. It's just how the guidelines set by the old man work."
Zhao Futu chuckled. Looking at Alpha who was busily revamping the structure of the healing chamber, he subtly went out with Xiao Ding and Bai Qi.
"Bai Qi, your help to the Association this time is substantial," Zhao Futu said to Bai Qi grinning.
"If we can promote the use of the healing chamber and the altered White Mech, the situation of human and tribal conflicts will change drastically."
"Well, President, you don't have to thank me. I didn't really contribute much to the healing chamber," Bai Qi shook his head.