The Fourth Disaster: You Said The Human Race Is Weak In The Interstellar Space?

"Since we want to sneak in, we have to show some signs of defeat on our bodies." The oil-thief grabbed a handful of mud from the ground and smeared it on her face. "Hehe." Two rows of white teeth reflected the light. "I don't want it. It's too dirty, isn't it? And the mud on the seabed stinks." Makabaka crossed his hands and made a gesture of refusal. Girls must be fragrant and soft! "Then you can't follow us to play the game of sneaking into the interior!" The oil-thief came to Wei Yuan's side. She looked like a fox pretending to be powerful. "Even Brother Yuan agreed, don't you agree?" The oil-thief put her hands on her hips, "Come on, hahaha, accept the baptism of sea mud!!!" "Ahhh, get out of here!" Makabaka ran very fast, and the oil-thief chased after him. Begging secretly, these two guys are still so immature, absolutely. But what the oil-thief said is right. If there are no signs of fighting, it is probably not easy to sneak in. "Brother Yuan, let's disguise ourselves, at least we can't let the pirates see that something is wrong at first glance."

Wei Yuan nodded: "Of course we need to disguise ourselves, but why do we need to use sea mud?"

He looked at the Oil Thief with a mischievous look.

Then he clapped his hands at Mo Yun behind him.

A beam of light shot out from Mo Yun's pupils, covering everyone present, except the Oil Thief.

Then very realistic traces of battle appeared on everyone's body.

Even several mechas had a strong burning smell.

Except the Oil Thief.

The muddy Oil Thief froze in place, and he opened his mouth wide, "Ah?"

Ah? ? ?

"Brother Yuan, you have this technology, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The Oil Thief was dumbfounded.

Makabaka: "Hahahaha, you are dumb, you are laughing to death, hahaha."

Xingchen: "6."

Secretly begging also covered his mouth and laughed secretly, I didn't expect Brother Yuan to be so stupid.

"I am dying of laughter. Brother Yuan must have suspected that you were going to smear mud on him, so he quickly asked Mo Yun to disguise him." Begging in secret said with a smile.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, it's all an illusion!" The thief touched the face of Begging in Secret.

The disguised wound on his face was a large area of ​​slight abrasions, the wound area was very large, but not deep.

Just a glance, you can see that the wound has scabbed for a short time.

When the thief wiped it, the skin on his face was torn, and the scab actually cracked with his movements, and then blood oozed out.

Even the mud on the thief's hand remained on the wound.

"Fuck! So realistic? I don't believe it, this must be an illusion! Hahaha, an illusion!" The thief shouted to the sky.

"Shut up, we have to leave quickly." Makabaka pulled the collar of the thief.

"No, Brother Yuan, put on the illusion shell for me too!" The thief came to Wei Yuan.

He wanted to slide over and hug Wei Yuan's thighs like before.

But he didn't dare.

He was really dirty now.

Wei Yuan suppressed his laughter, shook his head, and pretended to be very calm and fair and said:

"Oil thief, your disguise is very good. There is no need to waste energy to put on another layer for you. Believe in yourself. The most primitive disguise is usually the most effective."

"Ah? Really?" The oil thief silently withdrew her hand.

Then she begged and gossiped secretly: "It's over, beggar."

"What's wrong with you, clown?"

"Brother Yuan must have been led astray. He is joking with me now!"

The thief spat fiercely: "I don't know which bastard has corrupted Brother Yuan like this. You know, when our Brother Yuan started, he was such a handsome and bright person. Woo, what should I do now?"

"Do I really follow you with a face full of mud?"

If everyone is covered in mud, it doesn't matter.

But now, except for him, everyone's face is damaged.

Only he looks like a wild boar that rolled in a mud pit.

Brother Yuan, you will look stupid if you do this!

"If my fans see us like this, they will definitely laugh at me again." The thief's professional ethics have always been there.

He still has the camera on.

"What should I do? How do I know? Otherwise, you can go and beg Mo Yun to see if Mo Yun is willing to add a layer of damaged filter for you."

As soon as the secret begging words were finished, the thief ran to Mo Yun's side.

Mo Yun, who had been following Wei Yuan and moving with big strides, suddenly felt something stuck to his feet.

He was about to stretch his legs to kick it off.

"Boss Mo Yun, Boss Mo Yun, don't shake it off, don't shake it off!"

He looked down and found that it was the tribesman with a face full of mud.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Boss Mo Yun, please add a layer of disguise for me, please, it's embarrassing for me to appear on camera like this."

He looked up, his eyes blinking on his face covered with black mud.

"But... we have reached the enemy's base."

Mo Yun spoke straightforwardly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that the master who was still partially connected to his spirit suddenly felt better.

"Ah? Ah!!!!"

The thief's hand loosened and fell to the ground.

At this time.

They had already walked to the bottom of the seabed cliff.

In the dark night, countless starships crawled at the bottom of the cliff, flashing dots of dark red light.

"Stop being emo, come and teach Slime how to act." Begging secretly grabbed the oil-stealing woman and brought him to Slime.

"Quick, you two add a communication, and then teach."

Several people hurriedly prepared.

Wei Yuan asked Mo Yun to hide aside.

The BT series of mechas are already powerful enough to attract the middle and high-level pirates.

Wei Yuan raised the corners of his lips, the players' methods might also allow them to see the captured BT-007.

"Stop."

Just when the players had disguised themselves and were about to reach the outermost battleship led by Slime, several green light spots were aimed at them.

"It's me!"

Slime waved his hand, "We went to find dried fish, but we didn't expect to run into the same team as those mechas!"

"Wow! Good boy, did you really catch them back?"

The green light spots disappeared.

Several interstellar pirates guarding the gate came out.

Seeing that the oil thief and the others were only level 2 gene warriors, they were immediately amazed: "What a high-level mecha, equipped with such rubbish gene warriors?"

"Isn't this sending us food? Hahahaha, so cool, you kid can probably get level 5 gene potion this time, by the way, where are your teammates?"

The gatekeeper finished speaking and patted Slime on the body with one hand.

"Fighting, they all died." Slime waved his hand, "I'll send them all to the captain, hehe, only I can take the credit."

"Hey, don't go." The gatekeeper stopped Slime and gave him a pack of cigarettes.

"I heard that the captain you followed before died."

"It was the patrol team who did it, and the patrol team is still inside now."