“Junior brother Wang Xian, we have been following that school of fish for several hours. We were just about to capture it when we bumped into you coincidentally.”
On the two ships, a few middle-aged men looked at Wang Xian and said with smiles.
They exchanged glances as their eyes sparkled.
There were more than 10,000 red winged fish. All of them were at the first level of celestial thearch. If they could capture them, it would be priceless.
In particular, if these 10,000 red winged fish could be tamed, it would be able to build a powerful Milky Way army.
A powerhouse at the first level of celestial thearch was considered a core disciple even if he was from a primary race in the universe.
Moreover, the race behind them had yet to reach the primary race in the universe.
“Oh? In that case, my luck is really good!”
Wang Xian replied with a smile.
His luck was really good?
Upon hearing Wang Xian’s words, the expressions of the people on the two ships changed slightly.