After propping himself up, Nash couldn't help but glare at Camilla.
"You know it's not good for a girl to beat up boys."
"Hmph! Who said that? Isn't this called a fist of love?" Camilla smiled, showing him her clenched fist.
"Whatever…"
"Is there something you need from me?"
Besides warning him about the dangers of the dark plane and beating him up, Camilla still hadn't told him why she called him here.
"I'm about to send resources to Earth. The cosmic competition is approaching, and I want you to join," Camilla said solemnly.
The Nova Cosmic Competition was just nine months away.
Although his grandfather was about to become an official Tier 1 scientist and let Earth regain autonomy, Camilla still wanted to free the Earthlings from their suffering much sooner.
With Nash's combat ability, he had a good chance of winning.
"No, I can't. It's too risky." Nash hurriedly shook his head.
