The small unnamed celestial body returned to tranquility.
Queen Maya lay in Qin Hao's arms. Qin Hao took out a set of clothes and handed them to her: "Put these on."
Queen Maya accepted the clothes indifferently and slowly put them on. She glanced at Qin Hao, her expression a bit complicated.
Qin Hao took out a B-class mecha: "This is for you. I accidentally broke your mecha earlier, so I'm giving you a better one."
"I don't want it," Queen Maya coldly refused.
Qin Hao smiled slightly: "Just take it; it's a B-class mecha, the same as the one I'm wearing."
Queen Maya's eyes showed a hint of hesitation: "Aren't you afraid that I'll study your mecha?"
Qin Hao chuckled: "By the time you figure it out, I'll have developed an even more powerful mecha."
Queen Maya was stunned by his confident words. Develop an even more powerful mecha? Where did he get such confidence?
Is it that easy to develop mechas?
Qin Hao spoke, "You should go back now, or they'll come looking for you soon."
