671 He Still Has to Thank Us

Green Olive Zone, Antanna Street, a shop converted from an old warehouse.

Draped in a long cloak, Genava followed Jiang Baimian and the others in.

This place was filled with various electronic components, making it look like a city ruin had been bombed.

The boss was of Red River ethnicity. He was sitting behind a tattered table and using different tools to repair a walkie-talkie.

Sensing shadows looming over him, he looked up at the door and quickly landed his gaze on Bai Chen's face.

"What components do you want this time?" asked the yellow-bearded boss. "It's been two years since we last met, right?"

"Longer than that," Bai Chen replied simply before going straight to the point. "Are there any damaged or unrepairable robots?"

The boss's eyes lit up. "You found an expert and want to make a killing by repairing robots?"