Section 492 - Scam Artist

"Fuel!"

Babylon's tone betrayed no hint of fluctuation, making it difficult to guess his thoughts and emotions.

"Fuel?"

What kind of odd thing was this? Chen Fei, utterly baffled, took the box handed to him.

The last time, the magnetic plasma engine had also arrived unexpectedly and for free.

Such acts of eager benevolence were unheard of.

Wait...

Magnetic plasma engine... Fuel?

Chen Fei didn't hesitate and opened the box right there.

Inside the box were several compartments, each containing a capsule-like object resembling a full-metal container, which at first glance, could be easily mistaken for a grenade, small enough to fit in one hand with an interface at the top that required a corresponding interface to open or close.

Inside the box lid was a piece of paper with a line of text on it.

"Plasma fuel"

Indeed!

He had guessed right.

The last gift was a magnetic plasma engine, available in various sizes from large to small.