A Great Harvest! (1)

"What's your name?" Wang Ye asked.

"My name is Ah Sheng, Sir! Meaning endless life!" The Frost race youth at the side answered.

"Did I ask you?" said Wang Ye inwardly.

Wang Ye glanced at him.

"My name is Bayu Ling Qiansui Heqiongdong Anyilulu," the Thousand Feather race woman said meekly.

"Lulu, right?" Wang Ye said.

The Thousand Feather race woman nodded hesitantly.

"What can you do?" Wang Ye asked again.

"I know how to fly a starship, sir! I can also repair starships, fight, and work!" replied Ah Sheng, the young man from the Frost race. "I can do anything!"

Him again... He looked so cold, but his mouth was not idle at all.

"I know a little bit about driving and navigation," The Thousand Feather race woman said hesitantly.

"What else?" Wang Ye stared at her.

"Sir, I can..." Ah Sheng answered eagerly once more.

"Shut up." Wang Ye's words made him choke.

This guy was such a chatterbox.