Fu Yunhe had already stewed the chestnut chicken in the pot; all he needed to do now was to wait.
His pleasing voice resonated once again.
"About forty minutes of waiting is needed. During this time, everyone can post some Mecha-related questions in the comments section, and I'll choose the ones I can answer to respond to."
The half-joking remark set off a burst of laughter in the comments section.
[Streamer, you're pretty funny.]
[Hand Brother! I have a question! About the balance issues of the HXQN Mecha.]
[I'm doing homework here; how can I solve the DFJ's incoherent jumping?]
[I'll join the fun, why does the JHF Mecha's spiritual power connection always disconnect, it's really uncomfortable to operate.]
Whether for the excitement or out of genuine intent, the comments section overflowed with questions.
And President Yu, witnessing all of this, lightly pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
This move was unwise.
