บท 924: Resurrecting the Corpse

"Oh, listen to you, I came to take it, not to steal it!" retorted the man with the mustache.

Ethan Smith waved his hand dismissively, "Stop with the nonsense. Aren't people going to notice your spatial formation? It's quite visible, isn't it?"

Mr. Mustache beamed. "Don't you understand? I've already stated that this is my latest research. Naturally, it's different from common spatial formations."

"After I finish setting it up, I'll naturally set up a technique to mask the formation." He said, looking proud.

Ethan Smith inspected the man with the mustache from head to toe, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" asked the man with the mustache, covering his chest, "I'm not into men."

"Screw you!" Ethan Smith kicked him in the butt.

Admittedly, this mustached man always managed to produce surprisingly unusual things.

This made Ethan Smith increasingly intrigued by the man's identity.