Chapitre 209: Good Subordinate Dickens

"30% is still considered high?"

Francisco, who was usually overbearing, immediately knelt on the ground when he heard Locke's question. "It's... It's like this! The percentage is really very high! Otherwise, wouldn't Wind City be... Invincible..."

He said the second half of the sentence rather softly.

Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed true.

Although the type was a little monotonous, it was entirely possible to dominate the continent with the help of the divine level of the Battle Beasts.

Locke put the book away. "Alright! Thank you for your scientific knowledge! Oh right, I'm going to take all these things with me. You don't have any objections, right?"

Francisco wanted to cry! Locke had obviously snatched them directly, yet he still asked for Francisco's opinion?

Although his heart was bleeding, for the sake of his own life, he still closed his eyes and nodded repeatedly.

"As long as you don't kill me... It's fine."