Huang Ji's body at this moment was originally transformed by Anunaqi for him, with a carbon-silicon mixed foundation, and his appearance was the spy Aurora of the Light Explosion Group.

Now that I have to pretend to be cold escape, I naturally have to upgrade again.

Hanyu not only has carbon and silicon, but also has neon-based energy bodies. Under the triple mixed foundation, not only can the mind energy bodies be replaced.

The existing body can survive on heat energy for a long time and ignore stimuli, including gamma rays.

Without any food, one's own matter is decomposed into elements and energy. In this way, hunger will not die, but will continue to consume the weight of one's body, the size and organs will gradually become smaller, and the body's function will be lost step by step.

There is no such thing as hunger. When you finally reach the limit, you will not starve to death, but will first die of genetic collapse.

This is just a basic function, and in fact, it can also subjectively change all organs between flesh, rock and energy.

Arshaz was rich and powerful, and easily helped Huang Ji complete his evolution.

Huang Ji walked out of the secret room and was eighty meters tall, with white and soft skin, and purple bones penetrated the whole body. A dark blue energy block was dotted between the muscles and joints.

A huge volute is inserted diagonally behind his head, like an oversized curly hard hairstyle, or a tall Indian crown.

Looking at Huang Ji's appearance as exactly the same as Han Yu, Du Lan inserted his waist and praised: "It's OK! Next, you will get the memory of Han Yu, and you will be Han Yu."

Huang Ji looked at Arshaz and said, "I have to contact him if I want to obtain his memory."

Arshaz looked at Huang Ji with a complicated expression and felt very uncomfortable.

How could he be happy if the supporters he had accumulated for a thousand years and all wanted to give the guy in front of him?

"I have invited Han Yu to the meeting. As my identity, he cannot not come." Arshaz said lukewarmly.

Huang Ji asked: "When will it be? I will record the time and go back to adapt to my new body first."

Arshaz raised his neck and said, "You don't have to leave, just wait here, he will arrive soon!"

After saying that, he waved his hand and projected a picture, which was the scene of the wormhole reception station.

There are two scarlet sand tea men in the station, with countless blades hanging on the volute shell, which is fierce.

"Big ghost, after Han avoided it, he didn't have to act politely. He took him down on the spot and sent him to me. It doesn't matter if he beat him to death. Just bring the mind energy body." Arshaz said coldly.

The two men named Big Ghosts bowed to take the order. Just as Arshaz was about to hang up, the big Ghosts suddenly shook their whole body, and the blades hanging on their heads clashed.

"Wait a minute, Your Highness! Han Yu refused the invitation." The big ghost looked at the screen on his arm and looked surprised.

"Ah?" Arshaz was even more surprised when he heard this. What's the matter? He refused?

His expression changed and he was extremely embarrassed. He never expected Han Qi to refuse.

"How is that possible?" Arshaz's voice came out from his teeth.

The big ghost said carefully: "Han Yu said that he had an agreement with a friend that he would not leave the city without waiting for that person. I hope you will forgive me. I will definitely apologize to you if you have the chance in the future."

Arshaz was stunned and rejected for such a simple reason? This kind of reply is too offensive!

He is the ninth-ranked grandson of the current emperor. Even if he invites cabinet ministers, they have to turn down all kinds of things and take time to meet him, let alone avoid a boxing person?

I thought that something that was almost certain to win was even more complicated.

Friend? What kind of friend is worth waiting for and offend him? This excuse is too rude.

Arshaz, who has been a prince for a thousand years, has encountered such an ignorant Shacha man for the first time.

Piansheng Du Lan was still talking without hesitation: "No, you don't have enough face, Alsaz."

"Hmph, it's this Han Yu's brainlessness." Arshaz said narrowing his eyes.

Du Lan continued, "Do you need help? I'll send someone to catch him."

Arshaz said squintly: "Catch people in the Shell World? Do you think this is a low-level civilization? My people are everywhere in the city, and I have a way to expose him."

Huang Ji then asked, "Do I still have to wait?"

Arshaz glanced at Huang Ji, who was covered in cute faces. Although Huang Ji didn't say anything, he still felt that this guy was laughing at him.

"Xinglong, you go back first. I'll catch Han Yu and call you." Arshaz was unhappy.

Huang Ji suggested: "Why don't I go to contact him directly."

Arshaz waved his hand and said, "No, it's my mission to catch him. You don't have to worry, just wait."

Huang Ji rubbed the volute shell and smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll get used to it first, catch someone and call me."

Watching Huang Ji leave, Arshaz immediately contacted the big ghost.

"Big ghost, come to the Lord of Hei Tea City and ask him to do me a favor."

...

After Han Yu rejected Arshaz, he went to the largest negative pressure engine company in the local area, Qianliu.

This Qianliu Group is where Spick’s wife Misha works, and it is also the largest chaebol industry in the city.

Any spacecraft or mecha that wants to use a wormhole must have a negative pressure engine, and Qianliu's negative pressure engine is the best-known and quality company in the Shacha civilization. So it can be imagined how rich this group is.

Even the engine of civilized military vehicles is provided by their company!

Of course, Han Yu himself could not see the building in front of him, and could not get in because the chaebol he offended was this one.

This time, I came here in a bathhouse in a distance, intending to wait for the deceased colleagues to come out and ask some questions.

For this reason, Han Yu also specially invited two employees of the company who admired him to help identify him.

"Here comes out! The woman wrapped in a red energy shield is very close to Misha."

Hearing the words of his fans, Han Yu looked over, but could not see anything.

Spick said anxiously, "Go and invite her over to take a shower together, and he said that Mr. Han Yu wanted to see her."

"Okay!" Two engineers quickly caught up.

Han Yu looked at him from a distance and saw them talking to the air, and soon he came back with a smile.

When I entered the private room full of purple mist, I heard an engineer say, "It's really Lord Han Yu, I didn't lie to you."

Han Yu looked at the space and saw the next second, a woman shrouded in the energy shield appeared, and said with admiration: "Sir Han Yu, I am your fan!"

"Thank you, I'm invited you today, mainly because I have a few questions to ask."

"No problem, I know everything."

Han Yu quickly asked about his many doubts about Spick's dead wife in a different way.

After all, it's so strange. Misha is just an ordinary female mechanic. Although she is much better than most people, she has a very decent job, but she won't be killed at an extremely high cost. Even the City Lord's Mansion is lying. Is this worth it?

So he wanted to know if this woman had any hidden job, or if she had come into contact with something she shouldn't have come into contact with in her career recently.

Sure enough, after asking several questions from him, the woman in Red Shield pondered: "Misa has not made any strange moves recently. She insisted on saying something. She had a big fight with the department supervisor in order to ask for leave."

Han Yu immediately asked: "Arguing about asking for leave?"

The woman from Hongdun recalled: "Yes, the department head disagreed with her asking for leave, saying that it was the president's intention, but she insisted on asking for leave, saying that it was her legal rights and interests. If she did not agree, she would file a complaint with the Mechanics Union."

"Although her vacation was approved by the superiors, she wanted to offend her supervisor and she would not even think about being promoted in the future... but she didn't expect that she would commit suicide because of such a thing."

Han Yu rubbed the volute in a daze, thinking that's all?

Spick said angrily: "No! Misha was definitely not committing suicide. She asked for leave to go on vacation with me, and all the itineraries for going to the King of Du Holiday Star have been arranged."

"Since she successfully asked for leave, she was always happy. How could she commit suicide suddenly!"

The woman in Red Shield blinked and said, "But the result given by the official is suicide. The poison she bought herself was taken by herself. She may have kept the depression at work in her heart and didn't tell you, so she pretended to be happy in front of you, but because of what you did or said something, it became the last straw that crushed her..."

She is quite good at making up for it. In her eyes, Spick suddenly became a straight man who did not understand his wife, could not see her depression, and was still heartless and made her angry, which eventually led to her suicide.

Spick was stunned and shocked. Is that true? Did he kill his wife? Misha really committed suicide due to depression?

No! This is just a manifestation! Without Saifa's testimony and Arshaz's strange actions, he would probably really doubt himself.

But now, Spick only has infinite firmness in his heart: "It's definitely not suicide! Misha's depression at work will definitely tell me! I believe in myself, and I believe in her more!"

The woman from Hongdun ignored him and looked at Han Yu and said, "Sir Han Yu, I really like you very much. I heard that you forced Qianliu Group to apologize for a lower-level worker. It's so handsome. If I hadn't had an agreement with the company, I would have voted for you."

Han Yuran smiled indifferently and said, "It's nothing. I was a craftsman back then and I even sold shoes... Ah, it's been a long time ago. Negative pressure shoes have a good idea, but they can't sell them at all. It's too useless. Think about it, who would hike into the wormhole? Don't you all take a spaceship and drive mechas? The flight speed of negative pressure shoes is too slow and has no practical significance at all."

"Negative pressure shoes? Oh, that company, I know, it has been acquired by our Qianliu Group for a long time. Lord Hanyu is actually not useless. It's just that the promotion and promotion were too failed. After Qianliu Group repackaged it, it is now a very popular 'Wormhole Wandering Boot' in the upper aristocratic circle!" The woman with red shield covered her mouth and smiled.

Han Yu was stunned. He was a rice worm back then. In order to sell his shoes, he had suffered a lot of cold eyes.

The company he was in could not continue and laid off his employees, which led to him joining the army and then falling in love with battle. Only then did he realize that his talent was in fighting, which made him have his current status.

Unexpectedly, the shoes that could not be sold back then have now become special supplies for the royal family? He heard the woman of Red Shield explain a few more times, and then he realized why the shoes became popular again.

In fact, it is because Qianliu Caipo is too rich. They have the money to buy the contracting rights for the royal clothing, and ask famous teachers to design it to make the appearance and materials of the negative pressure boots into top luxury goods.

Later, he spent money and even used relationships to allow a large number of royal families to wear and promote this kind of shoes.

So what if it’s useless? Just sell it as a luxury item and lead to new fashions such as ‘holding parties in wormhole passages’.

It can be said that Qianliu Group relies on capital to create an upper-class trend.

Over the years, not only did I recover my money, but I also became a big money-making project, and even gained a lot of connections.

Han Yu said with great emotion: "This is a chaebol. You can easily make a big profit project."

Spick listened and asked keenly: "Is this related to my wife?"
To be continued...