Interstellar boss, she doesn't talk about martial arts

Chapter 362 Worship (first update)
The brain-like bloated creatures that emerged from the water were almost at the same height as the Secret Service elites suspended in the air!
Meng Guanghui felt severe pain in his head, and a burst of extremely penetrating mental power broke through his upgraded mecha helmet, directly stimulating his brain.

The condition of the other team members was even worse. Two of them were already convulsing in mid-air, almost unable to hold on.

Meng Guanghui looked anxiously at the small wormhole opener floating in his hand, and began to regret it ten thousand times.

They shouldn't be too greedy, they should obey that mechanical intelligence and leave immediately...

Now that there is no machine intelligence from 500 years later to save them, they may still be wiped out here!

But with 1 minute left, a group of aborigines dressed in colorful costumes like torn sacks appeared.

They should be wearing ragged armor and holding various tools made of exotic metals.

The two aboriginals at the front were even more humming and humming, carrying a large sculpture.

I don't know what kind of things they used to make it, but the color of the sculpture is red like fire, so fresh that it will burn!

And that shape...

Meng Guanghui took a closer look and almost fainted!

Isn't that what that mechanically intelligent mecha looks like from 500 years in the future? !

The cool shape like a phoenix bird, especially the two big wings on the back, are so vividly sculpted!

Even the height is 15 meters!

This is a one-to-one scale restoration!

In the past few hours, these natives have carved such lifelike metal statues, which shows that they have unique methods in smelting heterogeneous metals.

Meng Guanghui didn't expect to see this scene when he was dying.

It's funny, touching, and slightly sad.

He thought, after hundreds of years, their people have not given up looking for them, so he must do something for his people when he is dying!
Meng Guanghui decided at this time that if they really couldn't go back, he must send all the different metals they collected through the wormhole at the last second!
That side is a designated receiving location of the Secret Service, which is very confidential and safe.

He looked at his timer, there were still 30 seconds left, and the small wormhole was about to be fully charged.

After opening, maintaining the operation of the wormhole also requires a lot of energy, and it is impossible to maintain this state forever.

Right now, I don't know how long this small wormhole, which only allows one person to pass through at a time, can last.

Meng Guanghui and his team members were exhausted, unable to maintain flight, and slowly descended from the sky.

And above the head, those large scale birds are still chasing and killing.

In the deep pit lake on the ground, the brain-shaped monster has wriggled ashore, waiting to swallow them alive.

Meng Guanghui looked at them coldly, holding his special luggage filled with exotic metal deposits in his hand.

At this moment, those natives finally carried the fiery red phoenix-like sculpture to the side of the deep pit and big lake.

Then, they shouted in unison, brandished their axes and carving knives, sang and danced around the fiery red phoenix mech sculpture, and grinned at the monster in the deep pit lake, as if to say: "Come on! Hurt each other!" Ah! Labor and capital are no longer afraid of you!"

Strange to say, when those remnant monsters saw the fiery red phoenix-like sculpture clearly, they slipped away faster than when they came, just like encountering natural enemies.

The wriggling giant brain-like monster sank directly to the bottom of the lake with a plop.

The scaled bird above the head hula-la flew into the sky, far away from this place.

And those tentacles that first protruded from the bottom of the lake like steel vines have now collapsed back, lurking quietly at the bottom of the lake.

The natives looked at each other, became more excited, and shouted louder.

Then one by one, they fell in front of the statue and kept prostrating.

Meng Guanghui looked at them coldly, thinking that if he gave them a few sticks of incense, they could immediately build a temple here!

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Without the mental attack of those remnant monsters, the elite members of the Secret Service recovered.

This time, they are no longer stubborn, nor greedy.

They knew that the remnant monsters here were far from cleared. With their equipment and abilities, they couldn't fight against the bigger remnants at all.

The small wormhole opener next to Meng Guanghui finally charged up.

A black vortex appeared beside him.

Meng Guanghui immediately said: "The teleportation has started, I don't know how long it will last, hurry up."

The nine team members stopped procrastinating, and walked into the black vortex one by one, and were sent out.

Meng Guanghui was the last one.

He was going to go in, but a native boldly came to him and knocked on the mecha on his body.

Standing in the 15-meter-high mecha, Meng Guanghui looked at these natives who were about one meter high, just like looking at ants on the ground.

In the hand of the native who knocked on his mecha, he held a small fiery red phoenix statue, only the size of a palm.

From Meng Guanghui's angle, if you don't look carefully, you can't see the fiery red ball in the native's hand...

Meng Guanghui still used the mech's high-definition camera system to see what the fiery red ball was.

It turned out to be a small statue exactly like the 15-meter-high statue.

The aboriginal chattered, but only gestured with his hands, and kept making flying movements.

Meng Guanghui understood vaguely. He pointed to himself and then to the sky, indicating that the phoenix mech was his companion, but it had already flown away.

Of course the native knew that the fiery red phoenix had already flown away.

In their hearts, that has become their god!
Meng Guanghui didn't understand what he said, and the language translation system of their Secret Service didn't include this alien language.

But Meng Guanghui still turned on the recorder on the mecha, and recorded the appearance and voice of the native.

At this moment, the whole earth seemed to shake, and then the black clouds in the sky suddenly ran fast.

As long as people on the ground look up at the sky, they will be fainted by the flying clouds.

At the same time, it seemed as if a huge black hole had appeared in the sky ahead, and the entire planet was about to rush into it.

And the black vortex around Meng Guanghui seemed to be suddenly infused with huge energy, overwhelmed, shrinking rapidly, and about to collapse.

Meng Guanghui didn't know what was going on, but he was sure he couldn't wait any longer.

He jumped up, like diving from a high platform, and directly plunged into the black vortex.

And the native was also anxious, he wanted to follow in, but the black vortex seemed to repel him, and he couldn't get in at all!

In the end, he had no choice but to throw the palm-sized fiery red phoenix mecha statue into the black vortex before the black vortex disappeared.

The fiery red phoenix sculpture the size of a palm moved very fast in the jet-black vortex, and it floated in front of Meng Guanghui.

The corner of Meng Guanghui's mouth twitched, and he directly reached out to fish for the sculpture.

As soon as the sculpture was in his hands, it glowed like a flame.

The mecha all over his body emitted a blue-purple arc like an electric shock, crackling, and stunned Meng Guanghui inside the mecha.

When he woke up again, he found that he had passed through a small wormhole, but he was not at the fixed receiving location of the Secret Service.

This is where?

He sat up and looked around.

This is definitely not the pocket planet rich in minerals.

Because there are dense forests all around, the leaves are green and dripping, like the best green emeralds.

The ground is grass, green grass, sitting on the ground, soft, very nice touch.

He looked around.

On the moss-covered stone steps not far away, wisps of golden sunlight shine through the gaps in the green branches and leaves.

An old black wooden building stands tall at the top of the steps.

Under the eaves of the steeple, white paper lanterns and inverted bells hang side by side, and the breeze blows, and the inverted bells jingle.

When Meng Guanghui saw the scenery here, his heart moved, and he immediately knew where he was.

As a senior official of the Secret Service, he has a detailed understanding of several countries in the entire Beichen galaxy.

Including their race, customs, architecture, and the stage of development of weapons and equipment and science and technology.

He has seen this place before.

This is the temple on the side of the Eastern Tianyuan city-state...

Although this country is also an enemy country, its relationship with the Beichen Empire is a little better than that of the Southern Cross Principality.

Their Secret Service also has their own stronghold here, no, a safe house.

Meng Guanghui let go of his heart and immediately pressed the operating system of the mecha, intending to convert the mecha into a star fighter and fly away from this place immediately.

But after he operated it, the mecha did not transform into a star fighter, but folded and shrunk.

Finally, sticking to his original height, it became a slightly harder external armor...

The corner of Meng Guanghui's mouth twitched.

He was wearing a Secret Service uniform inside, so he couldn't show it at this time.

I had no choice but to find a bush and get in, first take off the shrunken mecha.

The mecha detached from his body, and immediately reassembled automatically, forming a big backpack.

He stuffed the special luggage containing the heterogeneous metal ore and the fiery red phoenix mecha sculpture the size of a palm into the backpack, then took off the Secret Service uniform and put it on on his body.

This is also one of the characteristics of their Secret Service uniforms.

It can be worn on both sides. When worn backwards, it is the most common style of casual clothing. Almost everyone is different, and it is divided into men and women.

As long as you don't peel it open to see what's inside, no one will think that it's the uniform of the Beichen Empire's Secret Security Bureau.

Meng Guanghui put on his backpack again and looked like an ordinary person who came to worship in the temple.

He stepped out of the bushes and looked at the passage leading to the steps of the temple.

The roofs of the black wooden buildings are covered with green glazed tiles, dotted with paintings of various animals and patterns.

Near the steps of the temple, there is a clear pond.

In the pond, koi carps of various colors swim around, and there are rustling springs gushing out from the ground.

The smoke of burning incense drifted over from the black building, and a bird with a red head and black back cut through the sky and shuttled among the green branches and leaves.

There is also a small prayer pavilion on the side of the road, and there is an exquisite copper incense burner in the pavilion.

A straight white smoke rose slowly from the censer, drifting into the green silence.

This situation, as if in a dream, Meng Guanghui was in a trance for a moment.

　This is the first update, and the second update at one o'clock in the afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)