False Court

This is an era where heroes emerge in great numbers!
This is an era where death and hope exist side by side!
This is an era where the old order and the fires of new civilizations collide!
What kind of grand epic will be written by the decaying federation, the fanatic empire, the obstinate theocracy, and the stirring foreign races?

Shadows of the Deep Space

Su Ming felt that he wouldn't need to buy clothes for a year at least; there were at least ten sets within these bags.


Su Ming asked as he fastened his seatbelt.


Monica, who sat in the passenger seat, pointed at an abandoned factory on the navigation map.


Su Ming drove towards the destination with curiosity, asking,


"I'm going to show you the big wide world!"


Although he was eager to worm information about the Ghost Shadow Sect from Monica, Su Ming understood the principle that haste makes waste.


He couldn't ask now. Any sort of inquiry would seem abrupt; he could only follow Monica and wait for the right opportunity.


Su Ming drove his sports car to a particularly large abandoned factory.


However, as he drove into the factory, he distinctly noticed many sentries in hiding.


Chapter 315 Ten Years (Five in One)_4