Titan City, Street.
"I need to clarify, when I mentioned trash earlier, I wasn't calling you." The small robot October walked behind Han Zhan and said, "I actually meant to say, 'The trash bay door is about to open'."
"I know."
"Then why do you still look so unhappy?"
"I just don't want to talk." Han Zhan replied sullenly.
He really just didn't want to talk.
He was almost the first Tier Six Spirit Contract Master to be buried alive in a garbage heap, just thinking about it was frightening.
After finally climbing out, covered in a marinade of scents, he suddenly felt life was dull.
After walking for a while, as the scent dissipated a bit, Han Zhan looked up at the sky and finally spoke.
"We need to get a Celestial Net Chip, otherwise, Titan City's Celestial Net defense system will soon lock onto me."
"Do you mean this chip?" October extended its mechanical arm, holding a shiny object in its pincer-like arm, precisely the Celestial Net Chip Han Zhan wanted!
