lt;The Machine Break

Thick space junk floated around the planet, the only safe passage being a special channel reserved for planetary administrators. A batch of federally-funded resources below average standards would be transported to the planet every two months.,Without overthinking the order of these two characters, following the principle of what sounds good, his adoptive father, who had the good fortune to have read a few books, named him—Mu Fan.,With a whoosh, Mu Fan stopped, his bright eyes shining at this moment. He stood at the edge of the jungle, sniffing the pungent scent of wild beasts in the air。