Second World...the field of sand.

Titemi Void City.

The vast clouds and mist are like a tide rolling, wrapping a ball of stretching and contracting meat. Under the thick tendons, the vessels as thick as buckets are expanding and compressing, quickly bringing nutrients to every inch of the Void City. From the outside, this Void City looks like a jellyfish that has been magnified countless times. Below are dense tentacles waving in the void. But if you distinguish them carefully, you can find that it is actually a bacteria that is constantly splitting and expanding, and it is fading away a large amount of cell tissue at all times.

The Sand tribe, the vortex energy node of the biological body.

Like the light energy node of the Boka tribe, this is also an important transmission hub of the Sai tribe, providing energy and support for the life of the Sai tribe. Each split bio-vortex energy can supply the needs of a nearby Void City for two days. Continuing for a long time will ensure the development and growth of other Void cities.

The Void City of the Glory tribe is all "living", and the nutrients that maintain their lives come from here.

At this moment, a group of figures were slowly walking into a chamber of Titemi. They were emitting a cold and dark aura. They were all wearing gray cloaks, covering their heads and faces, and maintained a translucent energy cover outside their bodies to resist the invasion of poisonous fog that is everywhere in the Void City.

Titmi is the exclusive Void City of the Gloria tribe. In the past thousands of years, they were the first outsiders to come here.

The chamber was very quiet, with only the continuous stretching and contracting tumor-like objects and dense vessels. After entering, the group of people stood there quietly, as if waiting for something.

I don’t know how long it took for me to shake the chamber slightly, and a hole was cracked from above. A tentacle with compound eyes stretched down and looked at the few people.

"Humans, you're late."

The compound eyes were cold and mechanical. But the figures were not abnormal at all, just silently looking at the compound eyes in the shadow, as if confirming something. After a while, a figure walked out of the queue and said to the compound eyes.

"Not everyone can be called around by you. Tatemi, if you want to work with us, you must learn to respect."

"Humans are only a race that can be talked about. If your abilities are half as powerful as your mouth, maybe I will give you what you want, but now we can't talk about this word." Compound eyes said sarcastically. However, as a few fleshy seats rose on the ground, the attitude was obviously loosened.

The figure who walked out also noticed this. So he took everyone down and explained to the compound eye. "The reason we are late is to get rid of the mercenary's eyeliner. You should know what happened to the lords and us humans before, so to cooperate with you in this situation, it takes not only courage, but also luck."

"Luckily, our star pirates are better at hiding whereabouts than mercenaries. Otherwise you wouldn't have seen me."

Hearing the figure, Titemi's mind began to think. After a while, he said. "You are right, humans, your complex internal relationships are causing me a headache. Although I have seen too many races and lives, races like you who are as aggressive, emotionally complex and like to kill each other have never seen one. Well, let's end this topic and talk about this mission."

"Wait. It seems that I have never said I would accept the task." The outsider suddenly interrupted the master's mind, and a slightly thin figure shook his finger. "Titme Master's mind, this is our first meeting. I think we still lack trust. Is it too early to talk about this?"

"Who are you?" Titemi asked suddenly. "You are not the individual I have contacted before."

"You can call me Yasu." The figure replied, then took off his cap and revealed a woman's face. It was a suffocating woman's face. It was just a slanted scar that destroyed her beauty, but added a lot of horror. Looking at this face, a normal man would not raise his eyes, but would only raise fear.

Titmi's mind noticed a phenomenon, that is, when the woman spoke, the people around him automatically retreated, showing a clear primary and secondary position. So it thought about it and said to the woman.

"Okay, it seems that my efforts have brought greater gains. But please forgive me for being direct, Yasu individual. I don't think trust is of any use. In my database, you have your usual behavior and principles. Analysis shows that you are a group of creatures without faith and profit-oriented. Your only standard is price code, and you can do anything as long as you can afford it."

The master's brain's words were very direct, but the woman was not angry. She smiled (a grin) and said. "It seems that you have understood the trust you need, so let's get into the topic. What we need to do and what you can give."

The chamber vibrated, and a tentacle rose from the ground, and a small piece of meat spit out at the tip and sent it to the woman. "This is an information capsule. If you stick it to your head, you can get information about the mission."

The woman glanced at the meat ball and picked it up and put it on without any concern, but then her face became serious and she tore off the meat ball and crushed it.

"You actually want us to do this. This is betrayal!"

"Are you just betrayal when you come here now?" Titemi asked calmly, either unhappy.

"That's different." Yasu's face twisted and she said gritted her teeth. "We are here just to be independent channels, but what you want us to do is betray the race! This behavior will never be forgiven no matter what!"

"Your hormone secretion is too strong. Yasu individual." The master blinked his eyes and said softly. "Anger cannot solve the problem. Let me guess that your excitement is not because of betrayal, but because of the high cost? As long as you have enough price, isn't it your service content even if it is betrayal?"

"But you can't afford this price!" Yasu said coldly. A biting cold light flashed in his eyes. "Even if you are the master brain of the Shar tribe, you don't have this qualification!"

"Then it's better to change the qualification. Is this guarantee enough?"

The master's head shook, and another message bag rose up and sent it to Yasu. Yasu hesitated for a moment and picked it up, and his face changed drastically the next moment.

"You, you actually..."
Chapter completed!