"I ran away just now when you called someone..." Zhan Ye shook his head and said, looking at Jiuri's baby.

"Run! So fast? Is he a rabbit? It's clear that he looks like a worm." Jiuri Baby was surprised. He just turned his head!

"Big Boss, can't you keep a weird thing?" Jiuri baby turned to complain to Zhan Ye.

"My profession is a sword soul, not a street fighter! Where can I have strong control?" Zhan Ye rolled his eyes at him, turned around and walked towards the temporary camp behind him.

"But your Awakening Skills and Storm Style is a powerful control?"

Jiuri Baby wanted to ask this question, but Zhan Ye didn't know when he walked away.

The silly teammates who were paddling on the side didn't care about running away with such a monster, and were even laughing!

MMP!

The baby on Jiu Day is very depressed!

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Temporary camp.

When the players returned to the temporary camp, the originally bleak temporary camp was now full of people and entered many different strange faces.

Although these aliens all look very strange and look different.

But players can still tell the difference between those who are new faces and those who are old faces in temporary camps.

After all, it’s like in a vegetable market. If you are used to seeing rotten vegetables and leaves, a batch of seafood will suddenly pour in. You can also confirm that these goods are new!

What's strange is that these alien races look really terrible like salted fish eaten by Chinese people, but they look much bigger.

Other aliens look similar to seafood, and can be summarized in four words.

‘Stinky fish and rotten shrimp’

"I have a good reason to suspect that the monster modeling that dog planned was to buy the seafood market and then put on a layer of alien names."

Su Lie said as he looked at the sudden increase of aliens around him and followed his companions.

"Turn your suspicion into affirmation, thank you!" the fox head corrected.

"Compared with this, I want to know what these guys are from? Why can we live in peace here?" Zhan Ye thought.

"I'll ask you right now?" Geng Youwei shrugged and then quickly found K4-9527 in the 'Seafood Market'.

"Hey! Iron cans, ask, what are these guys' origins?" Geng Youwei patted K4-9527's metal shoulder.

"Hello, my friend!" K4-9527 greeted the players mechanically and directly broke the tentacle that an alien was about to break.

K4-9527 explained to the players: "These are all salt fish star people. They have huge branches in the universe, but their combat effectiveness is not strong. They are captured and sold to other civilizations to do some tasks that require intelligent species to complete."

"No, I'm asking, why are they here? And all the contestants here are the contestants. Shouldn't they all kill each other?" Geng Youwei asked.

"In addition to some strong people taking the initiative to participate in the Iron Fist of the Tanbul Stars' Iron Fist Gold Belt Competition, there are actually more galaxies that are simply forced!"

"Forced?" The players were puzzled.

Why are there any rewards for this competition that are unwilling to ask for a galaxy and super high status?

"Yes! Forced!" K4-9527 said, and a star map was projected in the blue electron's eyes.

"Although the chaos cluster is a dark area of ​​civilization covered by infamous throughout the universe, full of various wars and darkness, this does not mean that all civilizations in this cluster are evil and offensive."

"When those civilizations that love peace or are not good at fighting come to higher civilizations, they can only let them go, give their home planet, and even the resources of their own civilization are divided up, and high-wise species will be sold as slaves."

"Taking the salted fish star people in front of you as an example, they were once sold to various galaxies as slaves because of their weakness, but they did not cut off, but instead developed."

"And this new group of salted fish star people are called the turnover salted fish star people. They use the knowledge and technology acquired in various civilizations and the method of advanced life to re-establish their home planet, and have gained a certain voice in this cluster, and have condensed many other salted fish star people scattered in various galaxies."

"But even so, the Salted Fish Stars are still oppressive representatives of lower civilizations throughout the Tanbulian community."

Hearing this, Su Lie and the others were puzzled, "Are you off topic? Let's ask again why there are still people who are forced to participate in this competition!"

Unexpectedly, K4-9527 shook his head and explained to them: "There are hundreds of thousands of galaxies in the entire Tanbul area, and there are countless civilizations."

"And to hold such a large-scale competition, and to be the top ten strong men in each galaxy! It is very difficult to gather them together. Even if the final reward can obtain the resource reward of a galaxy, and obtain a noble status and advanced knowledge of life, this is too huge compared to the cost of death."

"As long as it is a living creature, it will have a desire to survive, let alone a strong man who is basically at the top level of life in a galaxy!"

"It is a better choice to be a virtuous person in your own space system than to die in an illusory interstellar gold belt race!"

"So in this way, the strong men in this galaxy will put in some scapegoats in order not to participate in this competition! These scapegoats may be the strong men selected from the civilizations such as the Salted Fish Star to replace the quota!"

"Wait a minute!" Su Lie interrupted.

"Is this thing mandatory? Isn't it voluntary? We are all voluntary, and we haven't seen any mandatory call in the arena of the Koi Galaxy?"

K4-9527 shook his head and said, "Of course it's mandatory!"

"The Koi Galaxy is within the range of the iron fist's power, so there is no need for a conscript order. Those civilized strong people understand this rule! And those civilized strong people who are far away will receive a conscript order to participate because of their own strength, but they who are already in this galaxy are naturally unable to take their lives to participate in this competition that will die at any time."

So I found some scapegoat strong men to replace him, and so many civilizations can't control them. After all, he can get enough strong men in one game.

Fortunately, I turned a blind eye!

"It can still be like this!" Everyone suddenly realized.

It seems that this gold belt competition is not a benefit at all, but rather for the sake of leeks!

Select the largest and thickest leeks to help you develop a new galaxy, or help you fight with other star groups to grab resources.

"But why do you mechanical tribe keep these salted fish star people here?" Hong Xuangong said in confusion.

"Of course, we keep the resources to be used as starships. These weak people don't use them in vain!" K4-9527 said bluntly.

This salted fish is too miserable! It’s a tool fish! A scapegoat, a fish brick-to-brick conveyor!

The players couldn't help but feel a sympathy, and then they remembered it again.
Chapter completed!