"Ha, Karen, what is this guy doing?"

From the clear three-dimensional broadcast image in front of you, watching Chu Yun actually begin to devour the crystal warrior's crystal, Governor Lar asked his chief doctor in confusion.

"this……"

Dr. Karen really wants to say he doesn't know.

However, as the chief doctor of Governor Lar, these three words are absolutely unspeakable, so the doctor who flashed his mind replied, "Well, according to historical records, the primitive people in the 21st century all had such a hobby."

"Hey, it's so disgusting!"

The people on earth in the 21st century are really too barbaric.

Hearing the doctor's answer, Governor Lar began to dislike the oriental man below the stage.

It was not only Governor Lar who completely disliked Chu Yun, but also the 100,000 "noble" audiences in the stands.

The Black Tower not only has a strong body, but also has a handsome face. On this remote planet, the black race also occupies the mainstream.

If Chu Yun had defeated the Black Tower according to his own strength, the audience might not be so angry, but now, Chu Yun actually used despicable means to defeat his idol, and all the audience almost hated this cunning Oriental man to the core.

So, almost the moment the Black Tower fell, all the audience started to yell.

"Kill him, kill him..."

Just as the 100,000 people were angry, Chu Yun looked intoxicated, then he felt the rich energy in the crystal nucleus and began to wander around his whole body, and then slowly gathered in the incomplete crystal nucleus on the back of his right hand.

After the abundant energy was fixed, Chu Yun opened his eyes and looked down at the crystal core on the back of his hand.

"Five mm?!"

The size of the crystal nucleus on the back of the hand grew five millimeters, and the raised parts became smoother, and the overall shape began to become regular.

A kind of joy from the heart rises involuntarily.

Yes, God is indeed fair.

The countless terrifying experiments in the month after awakening, although their genetic talent failed, they still brought him an incomplete "rapid" semi-dead talent.

The collapse of the original genes of the Earthlings puts his body on the verge of collapse, but this extremely broken body instinctively gives himself a crazy devouring **, and after this "devouring" can actually repair his incomplete body. This is a completely illusory truth, but his body clearly tells himself that everything is real.

In the six months after becoming a gladiator slave as a failed product, I followed my physical instinct and gradually relied on this terrible "swallowing" from the edge of death to see the light of hope for survival again.

Chu Yun believed that as long as he performed this kind of devouring, he would one day complete the complete gene crystal and become a powerful genetic warrior.

September 1, 3012, the Third Slave Fighter Camp.

A squeak, the strong sound of brakes broke the tranquility of the slave camp gate. Above the sudden stop of the military jeep, a young officer with a sunny face jumped off the jeep with agility.

Langlad has been in a very good mood recently. He made a fortune on the way to perform the task. He used this fortune to purchase a second-level gene enhancement potion, and promoted his genes in the medical center, successfully condensing the second-level gene crystal.

As a second-level genetic warrior, life suddenly became better. Not only did the genetic power that had not increased for many years began to move, but it had an upward trend, but the merits he won in several consecutive tasks seemed to have won a lottery and began to make rapid progress.

After looking at the rugged and tall style of the arena, Ranlad wiped the rank of second lieutenant on his chest with a proud look on his face, then sorted out his new military uniform, and walked towards the silver-white metal gate.

"Hello, I'm..."

"Ah, isn't this Little Rand?"

"Ah, Uncle Ham?"

Looking at the old acquaintance with a red rosacea in the management room, the joy on Langlad's face became even stronger.

"Oh, the young man is already a lieutenant? Look, what I said before is right. There are so many children in our group, I can see that you will be the most promising in the future. How about it now? Look, I'm not wrong! Haha...at that time..."

For this former old neighbor, Langlad thought everything was good, and his only shortcoming was his long-windedness.

As the brakes sounded outside the door kept ringing, more and more officers entered the slave camp under the leadership of other administrators, Ham's endless chatter seemed to have just opened his head.

After looking at the clock on the wall, Langlad knew that he had to hurry up, otherwise all the scarce talents would be taken away by others first. Wouldn't he have suffered a huge loss?

"You don't know, that..."

"Haha, uncle, I'm anxious to pee, let's talk later!"

Rush, Lanlad turned around and prepared to urinate, but it was obvious that the uncle was not going to let this young man go.

"Hehe, is that so? You're so anxious to pee. Let's go, uncle, I'm a little tempted to pee, let's go together."

"ah--"

So poor Ranlad followed Hamm's uncle with a wry smile, and continued to enjoy the endless bombardment of nonsense.

Walking in the neat and bright passage, Langlad finally noticed something.

In fifteen minutes, I had been following the uncle for a full fifteen minutes. If I were going to the bathroom, no one would have repaired the bathroom so far from my studio.

"Uncle, where are we going?"

"Hehe, silly boy, you just realize it now?"

"Um?"

"Silly boy, what are you here to do today?"

do what?

Unlike the spring breeze of Lanlad, the entire planet of Sakun is now in chaos. The damn bugs suddenly become extremely cunning this year. During the annual bug blowout season, these damn Tyme bugs actually bypassed the federal army that was waiting for battle and then fled everywhere regardless of everything.

Although millions of bugs still fell under the fire of the Federal Army, some fish that escaped into the mountains and forests, and there were countless human settlements on this abundant land.

According to the reproductive ability of the cockroach of Tamworm, if the roots are not eliminated as soon as possible, it is estimated that within half a year, the anxious Governor Lar must request reinforcements from the Federal Army Headquarters. This result obviously has a significant impact on the future of the Governor, and this impact is absolutely negative.

So, this is naturally the scene that the Governor is least willing to see.

Therefore, the imminent priority of the governor to eliminate all the fish that escaped the net and protect the human settlements from the attacks of the Tamworms.

The large army was obviously not suitable for such a "small" task, so some young officers in the army who were good at special operations were selected to form a special operation team, and Langlad was one of them.

That's why Langrad arrived here today.

Rent a special slave gene warrior to improve the combat power of his team so that he can gain more merits in future missions. It is obviously not just Lanlad who has this idea.

"Uncle, you mean?"

"Hehe, when did uncle harm you? I just wasted your time to see how you are patient? Little Rand, remember that although the merits in the battle are important, patience in the environment of life and death is also very important. After all, life is the first priority!"

Langrad began to think seriously about the uncle's heartfelt words.

"Haha, don't be so serious, okay, it's here!"

Just as Langlad was following the uncle and thinking in a daze, a group-like "jail cell", well, the lounge appeared in front of Langlad.

"Strange, uncle!"

After looking at the surrounding passage, Langrad became confused.

"What's wrong?"

"Isn't there a lot of people coming in first just now, why didn't you see it?"

Langrad became a little confused about his colleagues who came in first but did not appear here.

"Hehe, they are still filling in the archives or searching for the slaves' profiles. It's just this amount of information. It takes no time to figure out that those slaves belong to potential stocks."

"Hehe, even if they have finished checking, they probably won't come here. After all, those big guys are different from you. With their financial resources, they will usually go to gladiators above the second crystal."

"What, Gladiator of the Second Crystal? How much does it cost to rent it!"

"One month, about 10,000 federal coins!"

"What?!"

Hearing the uncle's answer, Langlad subconsciously covered the credit card in his purse, and a feeling of shortness of money in his pocket instantly replaced the smug feeling just now.

Looking at Langrad who suddenly became frustrated, the uncle patted the lieutenant's shoulder understandingly, and then said with a smile, "Boy, remember, sometimes, the most expensive thing is the best!"

"Okay, we're here!"

Only after hearing the uncle's words did Langlad start to seriously look at the surrounding environment.

This is the end of the corridor. On both sides of the corridor are lounges with glass facing each other of more than 60 square meters. There are more than a dozen gladiators in each lounge. Now the location where I am standing is before a room with a number of twenty-nine.

"Boy, how much is it in your pocket?"

"Five, five thousand..."

When Langlad heard Uncle Ham's question, he replied embarrassedly.

"So little?" Looking at the lieutenant who was blushing, the uncle laughed a little, and then continued to ask, "So how much budget are you going to rent it?"

"Three thousand,...well, four thousand!"

"Yes!" Uncle Ham pondered for a moment, then took out the electronic key on his waist and opened the room numbered twenty-nine.

"Bad bastards, be honest with me!"

Uncle Ham, who suddenly roared, really scared Langlad. Looking at the uncle's majestic expression, it was completely different from the previous one. As Uncle Ham's attitude changed, the gladiators who were ready to move in front of the prison cell also subconsciously took a step back and retreated to their position just now.

"Sanliu, come out!"

As Ham roared, a pale, thin prisoner who was talking in the corner of the cell stood up tremblingly, and then slowly walked out weakly.

"Demon Flower, come out!"

The second name is the beautiful blonde beauty with a charming face in the center of the cell, following the big beauty swaying out. It was not until the beauty walked out that Langlad looked away from the big beauty's thrilling breasts.

"Uncle, isn't this a man's room?" Lanlad, who came to his senses, noticed that all the prison cells around him were strong men.

When he heard Langlad's question, the uncle smiled awkwardly, "Is this? Well, you will know it in the future!"

After calling the two people, the uncle stared at the other corner of the cell, above the body of the black-haired oriental man.

After hesitating for a long time, the uncle gritted his teeth, and then slowly spoke, "4537, come out."
Chapter completed!