Taking a deep breath, he calmed down and comforted himself. Igo, who had never seen such a big storm, spoke out to comfort the frightened Jennifer.

It was his dereliction of duty to frighten his beloved woman.

The genes in this woman are high-quality genes that he has determined after thousands of selections.

"Is it because of the collectors?"

The sensitive Jennifer immediately thought of the terrifying existence that had been hanging over the heads of their two races since tens of millions of years ago.

"I'm sorry, Egg, I shouldn't see you again."

Gently dropping a kiss on Yi Ge's cheek, Jennifer got up and was about to leave, but was held by Yi Ge with one hand, unable to move.

"collector?"

"It's just a wimp. At best, he can live a long time." Yi Ge was full of disdain.

In the long years, I didn't know how to find the way of evolution, I only knew to blindly collect all kinds of strange things to have fun for myself, what is it not to be a wimp.

"Egg?"

As Yi Ge's voice fell, an invisible energy bloomed from his body, and a sea of ​​wine-red flowers bloomed out of thin air in the huge manor.

"I am God."

"With me here, you won't die."

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Jiafa control center, the leader of Jiafa who controls the planet suddenly opened his eyes from his sleep.

His heart felt congested inexplicably.

【why? 】

King Jiafa touched his chest, feeling the beating heart.

He hadn't had this feeling for a long time.

"My lord, the group of slaves in the north is starting to turmoil again!"

The artificial intelligence's prompt made King Jiafa's frown relax: "Is it still the group of people from last time?"

"Yes, King."

"It's really a group of persistent guys."

King Jiafa squinted his eyes, stood up and walked to the window, overlooking the bustling night scene of the Jiafa capital.

"Send three times more troops. This time, we must make that old man take off a layer of skin."

With a cold snort, King Jiafa immediately issued an order.

A race whose body and mind have been accustomed to submitting, is actually trying to overthrow his rule?

Liberty belongs to all beings?

Great joke!

"As you order, king."

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A night without dreams, good sleep.

When Beckett was woken up by the biological clock in his body early the next morning, it was already high in the sun.

"Good morning, Your Highness Beckett."

Woz in the bracelet greeted Beckett immediately.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

The subsequent knock on the door made Beckett subconsciously tense all his muscles.

"Come in."

"Good morning, Mr. Beckett, Zola has prepared breakfast for you." She was still a woman with a slim figure wrapped in a blue business attire, with wine-red wavy long hair simply draped behind her shoulders. Etiquette, bow to Beckett.

"Ah."

The tense muscles gradually slowed down. After washing, Beckett walked out of the room and sat on the dining table. The orange cat circling in the living room followed suit and followed Beckett to the dining table.

"These foods are the characteristics of our planet Gafar, they—" After bringing out the meat that has been kept warm from the kitchen, Zola stared at the scene in front of her, dumbfounded.

Last night, that soft, cute orange cat opened its mouth wide, and its giant pitch-black tentacles absorbed the few dishes on the table like a storm. Beckett, who was dressed in a black loose combat uniform, was also not to be outdone. Afterimages have already appeared in the air, in order to snatch the few rations from the orange cat's mouth.

"Is that all?"

With the joint efforts of the two big eaters, Zola's breakfast prepared in advance was swept away in an instant.

Beckett, who thought the taste was not bad, glanced at Zola who was still holding a plate of meat, and the latter quickly put it on the dining table knowingly: "Please wait a moment, I will prepare it for you right away." More food!"

Zola, who had never thought that Beckett and his pet would have such a big appetite, forced himself to calm down, and quickly went to the back kitchen, ready to start his own transporting operation.

As the VIPs of the cosmic auction house, in addition to preparing luxurious accommodation for Beckett, a dedicated kitchen is also essential, and according to Beckett's identity as a centaur galaxy, in addition to some special dishes on Gafar Planet , and the rest that Zola brought up were all famous food in the Centaur galaxy.

"You eat this."

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