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Hearing Moon God say this,

Ye Mo was also interested.

This thing sounds

like some kind of special glory,

representing the strength and honor of a star clan!

Think about it

, if humans can build a building on this space fortress,

it will definitely enhance the status and status of human beings in the universe!

Blue Star has only experienced seven rounds of apocalypse now

, and has not yet entered the link of space exploration, but

it does not mean that it is not needed in the future, and

it is only a matter of time before it communicates with other star races!

If it can enhance the popularity of Blue Star,

it will be good for the entire human race!

Before Ye Mo knew it,

he had begun to plan for the future of mankind.

Under the guidance of the moon god

, Ye Mo entered the thousand-meter-high, castle-shaped building in the center through a hundred-meter-high white alloy door

.

Unlike Ye Mo's imagination

, all kinds of alien races abound in this building, and

among a hundred football field-sized halls,

there are twenty or thirty thousand alien races.

Using detection technology

, most of the alien families are only about seventy or eighty levels, and

the alien families

below level 100 account for 95%.

Ye Mo, "????

"Doesn't it mean that this place is a place to take on extremely difficult apocalyptic missions?"

"Is the strength of these aliens enough?"

Ye Mo pointed to the alien races in front of him and asked suspiciously.

Mochizuki Shenzhao knew that Ye Mo had misunderstood, and

hurriedly explained,

"They are not alien professionals who undertake tasks!"

"They are alien professionals sent by various starraces to inquire about intelligence!"

"Brother Ye, you also know how difficult it is to live in the last days! With the strength of a star clan, it is difficult to safely survive the end of fifty rounds!

"Now in the universe, tens of millions of known alien races, less than 10% of the alien races that have survived fifty rounds of the apocalypse!"

"How to find a way to find powerful foreign aid through more apocalypse has become a problem that must be solved by all star races!"

"In addition to joining the Star Covenant and obtaining the help of allies, one of the best ways to obtain external power is the Battlestar Galactica mission hall where this dark city is located!"

"Many powerful alien professionals, some like you, Ye Dagang, want to improve their own strength by solving the apocalypse of other star races, and there are more powerful alien professionals who want to get extra extra money and will go to this dark market mission hall to accept tasks!"

"But either way, it's a great place to make friends with powerful alien professionals!"

"Guy Ye, if you show your prominence in this place, there will be no less than hundreds of alien races coming to contact you immediately!"

"The alien profession stationed here is also known as the traction officer."

"Aliens are so realistic?" Ye Mo couldn't help but sigh with emotion,

everything is for survival!

In order to survive in this apocalypse,

what have these aliens been forced into!

The means of running to the dark market mission hall to pull relationships were all used, and

Ye Mo felt very interesting to see the way these alien professionals looked at each other.

When Ye Mo and Moon Moon God Zhao came in through the gate, many alien star clan traction officers looked in the direction of

Ye Mo and Moon God Zhao, but saw that Moon Moon God Zhao

was only a level 220 professional, and Ye Mo was only a level 200

professional, and

the initial expectation immediately turned into loss,

and the powerful foreign aid they wanted to find was at

least a big professional above level 500!

Level 200 professionals can use a yarn!

It is estimated that like them,

it is also the traction officer sent by which StarClan is stationed.

"Guy Ye, you have been ignored!"

Royal Sister Fan's moon-looking divine photo actually

jokingly joked with Ye Mo.

How does Ye Mo feel,

after a period of contact,

this alien girl is much more cheerful.

Moon Moon Shenzhao was different from others,

but she knew what Ye Mo could do.

Even a big professional

can't catch up with Ye Mo's strength!

These alien traction officers ignored Ye Mo,

that was their loss!

Ye Mo didn't care about this

, this time,

he didn't come to have a good relationship with other Star Clan.

"Which is also the traction officer of the alien race?"

Ye Mo pointed to an alien professional in the distance and asked.

"Which one?"

"The prettiest one!"

"The most beautiful... Is she? Ye

Mo only gave a slight hint, and

the Moon God Zhao knew who Ye Mo was referring to.

It was an alien beauty who looked like an elf

, with fair skin, long black hair hanging down her waist

, a face as if kneaded by a beauty god, more not more, less than less, blue and white light blue eyes like they can speak, just a glance, people can sink in.

The figure with a convex front and back upturned body can be called the proportion of the devil

, and she wears a light green silk dress, carved with simple but extremely delicate patterns, showing off the good figure to the fullest.

This is the most beautiful alien family

Ye Mo has ever seen, it can be said that

this girl's whole person has grown on Ye Mo's aesthetics

, Ye Mo just used perspective eyes to take a look

, almost nosebleed,

this figure is too top....

Completely grown in human aesthetics!

"Jude Spirit Star Clan..."

This is the name of the Star Clan to which this girl belongs.

Looking at the moon god listening to Ye Mo's use of the three words 'most beautiful' to describe,

her heart was inexplicably unpleasant

, she looked down at the majesty on her chest,

is it beautiful?

Mine is also very big!

The reason why Ye Mo asked about

this beauty of the Jupiter Star Clan, one is because the beauty of this Jupiter Star Clan is indeed too beautiful

, among the crooked alien race

, it can be regarded as the clearest stream, and the

other is that

unlike other alien traction officers who want to find big professionals above level 500,

this girl walks around

A look of heavy concern.

"I don't know!"

"Maybe I'm waiting for someone!"

Mochizuki Shenzhao was a little absent-minded

, and Ye Mo focused on the beauties of other alien races, which

inexplicably made her feel unpleasant.

Moon Watching God Zhao didn't know, Ye Mo didn't bother with this problem

, and under the guidance of Moon Watching God Zhao

, he went directly to the center of the entire hall,

the

highest level of the task receiving field.

This mission hall is very interestingly designed

, below is flat ground

, and there are also some basic service facilities

, such as eating and resting,

but in the center

, there is a 50-meter-high 100-meter diameter

platform, which is the mission receiving place

, and if you want to receive the task,

you must walk to the platform.

The alien professionals present were all deaf and clear-eyed

, and if anyone walked on the stage,

they could see it at a glance.

When Ye Mo was about to walk to the high platform

, he was stopped by two Titan Star Clan professionals who were ten meters tall and wrapped in mechanical armor, like the entire Pacific Rim mecha warrior.

"Don't go over!"

"When you come to the dark market, don't you know the rules here?"

"Mission acceptance platform, only alien professionals who accept the mission can come up! Idle people, etc., it is forbidden to go on stage!

Mochizuki patted his head and

forgot about it.

"Guy Ye, you can only go on stage alone!"

"Not everyone can come up to this high platform! Those who go up must accept the task!

"I'm waiting for you below!"

Ye Mo nodded

, indicating understanding

, since this is the rule here,

then it is okay to abide by it.

No wonder none of the alien traction officers below came up,

it turned out that there were regulations here.

Moon Moon Shenzhao left, and

Ye Mo was going to the mission reception on the high platform.

The two Titans did not mean to get out of the way.

"Lower-Star Clan professional, didn't you hear us?"

"This place is not where a low-level professional like you comes!"

The first time the Titan Star Clan guarded,

he saw Ye Mo's Star Clan and level through probing.

Human Star Clan,

only level 200!

It's even lower than the level 220 professional who just left!

Why is this kid staying here if he doesn't leave?

Do you know that those who dare to go up and receive tasks are

at least 500-level big professionals!

"Didn't you hear? That's where I'm here to get the mission!

Ye Mo was also unwilling to talk to these two Titan Clan professionals

, grabbed a giant long blade blocked in front of the Titan Clan with one hand

, separated directly, and

walked over.

Ye Mo walked onto the dark market task platform,

which surprised the alien professionals watching below.

"Foggy grass! I'm not mistaken! A level 200 alien pro on the mission takeover platform?

"Oh my God! This joke is big! The mission reception desk is a place where professionals above level 500 can go!

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't know! There is no level in this dark market's task reception platform, but all professionals who have ascended the receiving platform must receive a task! Otherwise you will be severely punished! "

A professional who can solve the apocalyptic tasks released by the dark market, a large professional with a minimum level of 500!" At this level, you have the strength to solve the doomsday mission, so having a minimum level of 500 is not a rule!

"Level 200 dares to go to the mission reception platform, this is the lowest level record that broke the dark market!"

"What are the two Titan Clan guards doing with Ah Tai and Ah Zhuang! Aren't they level 450 Titan professionals? Known as the iron guard of the dark market! This number one can also be put in! He's obviously here to make trouble! "

I guess it's money..."

The alien professionals in the audience are talking a lot,

just waiting to watch a good show!

There is such a rule that you must receive the task on the task receiving platform, there

were more than four hundred levels of alien professionals before

, after taking the stage

, he found that there was no apocalyptic task he could solve

, and he wanted to leave without receiving the task, but

he was crippled by the person in charge of the dark market

, and he was packed and sent back to the star family to which he belonged, and the star

family fart did not dare to put one!

It is said that behind the dark market, there are dozens of high-level star races behind it, and there

are more than a thousand level super saint-level professionals, and there are also several.

In this crime,

no one can protect you.

Since then, no professional has dared to

take on the task stage without much thought.

This human professional

, he can't take the task when he waits to see it, and if he wants to pat his ass and leave, it

is estimated that he will also be beaten half-crippled.

The melon-eating masses were everywhere,

just waiting to see Ye Mo being beaten half to death for a while....

But they didn't know that

Ye Mo was not deliberately put in by the guards of the two Titan Clan, these two

Titan Star Clan guards named Ah Tai and A Zhuang

, the giant steel blade in their hands was directly stuck in front of

Ye Mo, but they did not expect to be easily wrenched open by Ye Mo,

one in each hand!

Even if they used all their strength, they

couldn't shake Ye Mo in the slightest!

At that time, the two Titan Star Clan guards were shocked in their hearts,

what a powerful force!

As level 450 Titan professionals,

their power attributes are as high as 15 million!

Even the 500-level big professionals do not

necessarily have such strong strength attributes as them!

Easily move their double blades away with both hands,

how strong is this power attribute?!

It must not exceed 30 million!

How did he, a level 200 professional,

reach such a powerful power attribute?

"Oh, there's someone new!"

There wasn't much on the platform

, a row of seats made of crystal

, a bit like a seating arrangement in a bar, followed

by a huge screen showing

acceptable apocalyptic missions.

Finally, there is a very ordinary, bank-like registry.

A level 300 Whispering StarClan professional is responsible for registration, and

looks like a crow man with a bird's head.

This is the one who just spoke.

Ye Mo looked around

, there were fifteen or six big professionals sitting scattered on this high platform

, there were not many

of them, but all of them had a bad face.

Ye Mo ignored the others

, and directly found the registrar of the Whispering Star Clan and said,

"I want to accept the task!"

"What kind of characters can I claim?"

The black crow, the registrar of the Whispering Star Clan, just glanced up at Ye Mo

, then lowered his head and continued to wipe the cup in his hand

, "The first time I come, I don't know the rules!"

"Yes, my first time here!" Ye Mo did not deny this,

he was originally the first time to come to this kind of place.

He also listened to the black crow, the registrar of the Whispering Star Clan, continue without raising his head,

"The tasks you can receive are all played in turn on the big screen!"

"You can also find a seat and use the ion tablet to check the corresponding information and additional bounty rewards!"

"But you have to remember one thing, if you want to leave, you must accept a mission that comes to the end times!"

"See the sixteen great professionals sitting over there? The person who has been sitting for the longest time has been sitting here for seven years!"

"When these people came, they also wanted to make a name for themselves in this way, but they overestimated their own strength, resulting in a task that could not be taken over, and they couldn't leave here!"

"Don't think you can paddle or anything when you take the task!"

"My dark market has the rules of the dark market, and I must sign a contract for my life when I have the next task!"

"Either die or the mission is completed!"

"You have to think clearly!"

"So simple?" Ye Mo asked,

he thought how troublesome it would be to take on the task!

The black crow, the registrar of the Whispering Star Clan, was too lazy to take care of Ye Mo.

Is this still simple?

"Okay then!"

Ye Mo pointed to the task list displayed on the big screen now

, there were a total of ten apocalyptic tasks,

"That's it!"

"I took all the tasks on this page!"

Snap!

The glass in the night raven's hand fell to the ground.

The bustling hall

became silent in an instant.

Night Raven, "???? "

Onlookers," ???? "

What did this kid say?!