Impact.

friction.

combustion.

The shape of the crashed flying object can no longer be seen.

"Oumuamua?"

A question arose in Ye Chong's mind.

However, he quickly rejected his idea.

Wrong location.

When Oumuamua fell, he witnessed it with his own eyes, and also visited the scene in person.

It's not far from Yangcheng, and this is the northern border.

After Ye Chong searched the wreckage, he didn't find any valuable clues.

What's even more regrettable is that nothing valuable was found.

However, during this process, he felt a familiar aura - the aura of strange power.

It's just too bland.

If there is, if there is not.

I'm afraid it will completely dissipate soon.

Ye Chong looked up, his face looking thoughtful.

It seems that the crack was caused by the crash of this aircraft. The speed and impact force were so huge that the space crack was created.
Chapter completed!