I'm a green-skinned tech master

"Don't put a calf in front of you! I don't know how many bone racks like you have been dismantled! Cheng Mingrui continued to curse a series of dirty words.

The space necromancer named Affentes didn't care how dirty Cheng Mingrui's words were, and his green one-eyed eyes flashed twice.

"Smart boy can grow so big, it was also very rare in that era, are you a member of the Genius Kid Association? What are your academic achievements?

Afenst tapped the floor with his staff, and the picture on it changed, and the new pattern attracted Cheng Mingrui's attention, and the speed of his scolding was half a beat slower.

"It seems that you are really interested in this history." Of course, Afenst noticed this, "I will give you the corresponding knowledge and intelligence, and you answer my questions in exchange, okay?"

Cheng Mingrui's heart moved, and the extent of his struggle became smaller. A space necromancer who is willing to communicate intelligence can not be encountered anywhere.

Perhaps seeing Cheng Mingrui's hesitation, Afenst looked at the picture on the ground and continued: "You are interested in targeting gene viruses? I don't know the specific experimental data and formula for this, but I think your energy may be used in the wrong place, and it is impossible to undo the damage caused by the genetic virus.

He has been thoroughly integrated into the genes of all green-skinned orcs, and this is one of our greatest technological creations. In addition to the genius and efforts of the technicians, such an achievement is also related to the fact that the spirit race has contributed a large number of experimental samples, and the ancient saint also used a lot of spirit genes when creating orcs.

For example, all of you, each individual has a strong gift for psionics, and your talent for distorting reality is even stronger.

"And the most genius of this gene virus is that the virus does not kill all the intelligent boys, but makes the intelligent boys give up using their smart minds."

So, give up, nameless smart boy, your companions won't be back, and neither will the Orc Empire. "

......

In the hall, Cheng Mingrui looked at Afenster in silence for a long time. Afenst felt that Cheng Mingrui would not cooperate, and was ready to say something more.

"Do you know Brother Fu and Brother Mao?" Cheng Mingrui said slowly.

Afenst put his hand on his chin and said, "I have heard a little about this, it is a god of your traditional beliefs, but its authenticity is doubtful, and I also tend to suspect that the so-called brother Mao is your fantasy."

Because it is obvious that the gods created by the consciousness of intelligent life in subspace are traceable, such as the gods of the spirit race. "

And your gods," Afenst made a shrugging motion, "there is no evidence of the existence of Brother Zheng and Brother Mao except from your mouths."

"Oh, okay." Cheng Mingrui sneered, suddenly exerted force, and the static force field was instantly overloaded. "Then let you taste the old fist of the brother!!"

Cheng Mingrui's right fist swung out a huge fist composed of waaagh energy and hit Afenst's face.

Unexpectedly, Afenst reacted quickly, he held the staff in front of him, and a protective shield instantly appeared to block the old fist.

"It's really a powerful force, and a smart boy as strong as you is really rare." Afenst remains calm and seems to have everything under control.

"It's better for us to communicate as equals, and I'm curious to know, as a smart boy, how do you control your increasingly violent emotions?"

Have you lived since the Second Battle of Heaven? That's not possible, the spirit race has assassinated the surviving smart boy for millions of years, and you can't survive. Even if you survive, you won't live this long.

"You were most likely born in this era, tell me your name, and every smart boy will give himself a special name." That represents your genetic heritage..."

Suddenly, Afenster's metal face seemed to make a surprised expression. He turned abruptly and swung his staff back, only to sweep it away.

"Rambo greets you on behalf of the slippery boss."

Saying this, Rambo jumped out of the air, and the two slashes were as fast as lightning, cutting Afenst into more than a dozen pieces in the blink of an eye.

If Cheng Mingrui hadn't grabbed Afenster's head with his big hand in time, his head would have turned into four pieces.

"Now I think we can communicate on an equal footing." Looking at the mechanical head held in his hand, Cheng Mingrui grinned. Through the Waaagh force field, he had already discovered the existence of Rambo, so the two played a match.

This time, Afenster, who had just been chattering, stopped talking, and the green one-eyed eyes were much dimmer.

"Hey, hey, don't pretend to be dead, your ribs are too clear about virtue, the kind that can be glued back when chopped into cheeks." Cheng Mingrui violently shook his head.

"To deal with violent experimental subjects, they can only be suppressed with greater force." Afenster was silent for a moment before speaking in an electronic voice.

Cheng Mingrui's head began to run rapidly, the system of space necromancy is dynastic, each dynasty is equal to a small country, the strength gap of each dynasty is also very large, and the supreme ruler of the dynasty is the emperor.

The emperors of the three most powerful dynasties form the Three Holy Councils, in which the Silent King, elected by the Council, rules over all space necrons.

The space necromancers like the number three, so the highest authority of each dynasty is also composed of the emperor and his chief lords and chief technicians....

And because of a long period of slumber, some dynastic emperors do not care, some see through, some are rotten, and some are usurped by their subordinates.

Among the usurpers, the easiest hands are the lords and chief technicians under the emperor.

So this technician named Afinst is most likely the ruler of this Necromancer dynasty!

"Rambo, destroy that scepter!" Cheng Mingrui, who reacted, roared loudly.

However, still a step slower, the scepter floated and tapped lightly on the ground.

With a clear sound, the hard metal floor shattered like thin glass, driving the entire hall, and the entire space was shattered into nothingness.

When Cheng Mingrui reacted, he was already in a place surrounded by mist, hazy, and even the soles of his feet were soft.

The line of sight is not far, but it gives the impression that the space here is endless.

Sure enough, it was an open-hanging race that played technology into magic, and Cheng Mingrui realized that he was probably trapped in a dimensional prison.

Since you can put him in the dimensional prison, why not just kill him with dimensional cutting? Cheng Mingrui was a little puzzled.

To say that Afenst is interested in the secrets on his body, so he doesn't hurt the killer, Cheng Mingrui doesn't believe it, he waaagh wore people's dynasties, this is the hatred of the country, who can be generous enough to let go of this hatred?