"It doesn't matter, I just want to confirm your identity. We don't care how many relic items you can bring out."
Despite saying this, Director Ais was internally eager to rush over, grab Yang Yu by the feet, lift him up and vigorously shake him until all the relic creations on him fell out.
Yang Yu grinned, crossed the barbed wire, found an open space, and slapped the ground forcefully with his hand. A massive Magic Array suddenly unfurled.
Like a newborn giant dragon, the punk machinery lay prostrate before everyone.
Director Ais's eyes sparkled at the never-before-seen hand-held tractor.
Such a unique design, such a unique aesthetic, was certainly not the work of modern humans, but must be a relic creation.
Suppressing his urge to explore, Director Ais coughed lightly,
"It has wheels, like some sort of vehicle—can you demonstrate how to use it for us?"
"Sure thing."
Finding the fuel tank of the hand-held tractor, Yang Yu poured in diesel and took out a crank.
