C2890 Egg

What Mo Feiyu had his eyes on was an egg, or to be more accurate, it was a metal with life. The powerhouse of this civilization didn't know the real situation, because of the shape and the weak breath of life, it was treated as a kind of egg.

"What is this?" Qingling looked at the introduction manual and saw that it was filled with almost no substance. She felt a little helpless