C1261 Yang Xuan, You Are Indeed an Alien.

While Little Flame was slowly brewing the medicine, Yang Xuan once again came to the wreckage of the plane. Although the plane was broken in half, this place was Yang Xuan's Treasure Chest. If he wanted something, he could still find it.

Looking at the monitors on the seats, Yang Xuan shook his head in dissatisfaction. They were too small, at most the size of a tablet