At seven o'clock, Xiaoba arrived at the dining car on time.
He had a good routine; regardless of whether he had a night duty assignment or not, he would arrive at the dining car at seven in the morning to wait for Su Huan to assign tasks.
By half-past seven, everyone gradually gathered.
When Su Huan saw Yu Jing, his gaze brightened slightly, not because she wore a new outfit but because of the pan-energy fluctuations on her.
Perhaps due to recent evolution, the unconscious pulsation of pan-energy squeezed into his sensory range.
"Evolved?"
"Level 1: 'Pan-energy Erosion'," Yu Jing said, placing a palm-sized piece of metal on the table.
Su Huan picked up the metal and weighed it in his hand; surprisingly light, about half the weight of regular steel. The feel resembled some tanks from large companies in his past life, but with subtle differences, his eyes showed slight curiosity, "You changed its weight?"
