Bab 1162: Cosmic Lord Civilization Prodigy?

Lu Ze looked around at the fruit forest.

Should he go pick all the fruits now?

However…

He looked at the cat people and the other teams.

He didn't know what trump cards they had.

And Lily wasn't here now. If he went to pick the fruits, Lily might end up in danger.

Qiuyue Hesha on the side looked at the many racial powers who were fighting in the distance, and asked, "Ze, what should we do?"

The others were all calling for help. If they didn't help, they would be in danger.

And there were too many tigers, they might not even be able to get away.

Damn it! It's all those cowards' fault!

Lu Ze suddenly had a great idea. He said, "If you want us to save you, that's fine."

The others rejoiced, "Friends, thank you! The Pigeon Race will consider you as a VIP!"

"Same as the Cell Race!"

"…"

Compared to their lives, saying some nice words was nothing.