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"Don't worry, the improvement of treatment facilities has always been one of the most important topics of the institute. As long as there are no problems above the neck, you can be treated in a month at most to the extent that it does not affect your independent daily life."

Yan Gang nonchalantly talked about the important factors that led to Yanxing's simple folk customs and abundant martial arts.

"This is really..."

Luo Sha lowered her head and muttered.

"louder."

"I say--"

"Sky Shock!"

Luo Sha, who raised her head as if she wanted to argue, made a sneak attack without hesitation, but was grabbed by the knees by two big hands wearing explosive fists.

"This level of sneak attack is too obvious. I will go back and do research honestly. I have to hand over Yan Emperor to Yan Fei later..."

"Sky Shock!"

Emperor Yan, who had not integrated the armor at all, used his physical body to use this melee fighting technique that was modified from the Yanxing military fighting technique and combined collision and kicking techniques. The boss kicked one foot directly into the socket of Yan Gang's knee.

"You [beep——][beep——]!"

Amidst a burst of Yanxing's foul language, Yan Gang let go of Luo Sha.

"then!"

After taking off the Shura Summoner, Luo Shao threw it to Emperor Yan with a look of gloating on his misfortune.

"Asura armor, fit together!"

Relying on the strong magnetic field generated at the moment of merging, Emperor Yan shook Yan Gang away.

"I'm sorry, deputy leader, I'm on vacation now. Luo Sha and I share the vacation according to Yanxing rules. It's only reasonable for us not to work during this time."

Emperor Yan summoned the Shura Purgatory Knife and Shura Demon Dagger in a very martial way, waiting for Yan Gang to get up.

"You two!"

"You really look down on people!"

Yan Gang stood up slowly while holding his knees, and while gritting his teeth, he took out a summoning card.

[Thunder Steel Explosive Hammer]

"The house game is over. Today I will let you two brats know what the three strongest combat powers of Yanxing are!"

As the summoning card fell into the game console-like summoning device on his waist, a huge hammer in four colors of yellow, silver, green and black materialized in his right hand.

"Thunder blast!"

"Well done! Shura sword slash!"

"Wait a minute, Emperor Yan! That can't be..."

The long knife collided with the giant hammer, and the almost evenly matched energy clashed fiercely on the two weapons.

In the end, the stalemate lasted for more than a second, and Emperor Yan flew out.

"Don't use a knife to hit that kind of heavy weapon..."

Luo Sha couldn't help but cover her face.

"Boom-"

The huge hammer head of the thunder steel blaster fell to the ground, cracking the ground. A certain armor summoner whose face was covered with a piece of silver armor looked at Luo Sha.

"Are you going to surrender?"

"Emperor Yan hasn't lost yet, how can I surrender?"

"Don't give me hot lines to cover up the fact that you two abandoned your work to start trouble!"

The deputy leader, who is said to have become much calmer in recent years, shouted directly.

"But, principal, theoretically we can have a legal holiday with Emperor Yan, but each of us only has half the time of a normal warrior."

"According to military regulations, if you dare to use your vacation rights during a mission, you can be killed directly by the supreme corps commander."

"Does my scientific research corps count as an army?!"

"Why not?"

"It's not that you always do well, we just want to search for some extreme wind crystals."

"You make me feel a little ashamed!"

The man yelled loudly.

"As the deputy chief, I will never allow you to do such a waste of time!"

"I can give you half."

The yellow game console was thrown over.

Luo Shao looked at Yan Gang with questions.

"The person in charge of [Armor Mass Production Plan·Mass Production of King Kong] went out to test the actual combat data and positioning tracking capabilities of the King Kong Armor for a period of sixty flaming star days."

To translate, this is working outside the home, getting paid, and not taking up vacation time.

"Then... Emperor Yan?"

"He's on vacation. He's the only one who has all his share. If anything happens, it's not my responsibility to deal with it. That's Yan Fei's business."

The strong man who took off the summoner hummed a tune and walked towards the door of the laboratory. On the way, he did not forget to be kicked back by Emperor Yan who had pulled him out of the ground.

"The formation of the strongest spirit requires a firm and clear stance. If there are clear good and evil, it is easy, but if you just want to pursue pure strength... Sufficient training and building confidence through massive battles are necessary."

From a distance, such a sound penetrated into Luo Sha's ears.

Does pure strength require this to achieve the strongest energy...?

Luo Sha was thoughtful.

"Luo Sha, I want heavy weapons!"

"You? We haven't even made a group attack melee weapon yet, so don't worry about your momentary defeat!"

……

Yang Pojun opened his eyes and looked at the empty hall.

The top seat, Hecate, was kneeling in front of him. Not far away was Amamiya Ziyin, who was practicing her editing skills against Akin.

"Are you awake?"

Although it is a question, it is in a statement tone. After all, it is something that can be understood at a glance.

"Well, I kind of overslept."

Because he slept for too long, he could no longer fall asleep at all. Of course, he couldn't even meditate.

Out of boredom, he used the Freedom Technique.

The dark flames outline a graceful arc, just like the ripples caused by throwing a stone into calm water. The lumps of flames turn into flame waves, spreading around and around.

Hecate quietly watched Yang Pojun's operations.

She could feel that the freedom method currently being used by the other party had some kind of information transmission ability.

Logically speaking, she should ask the other party who they were communicating with at this moment, but after all, the two of them did not have a deep relationship. Even though her concepts were quite different from those of humans, she was hesitant to speak.

Finally, she opened her thin lips lightly and asked her question.

"Who are you communicating with?"

"Humanity."

"Humanity?"

"Yes, human."

"I don't understand you."

Hecate shook her head, expressing confusion.

It is not uncommon for a disciple of the Red World to have a pleasant conversation with a human being, but generally speaking, it is a rare occurrence, not to mention that she has never been in contact with humans since she stayed in Xingli Palace for a long time.

And even when facing the disciples of the Red World, they will respect her because of her great qualities. Hecate does not need to consider how to communicate harmoniously with them.

But for Entei, who neither respects her nor respects her as a human being, Hecate thought it would be better to speak out and confess her thoughts.

For this great witch, communication is something that needs to be learned.Even if it is straightforward, he has made efforts to achieve his destiny.She had never heard of the failure of certain plans due to personal human reasons.

"Ever heard of a telephone?"

"I heard it from my uncle."

"Who is the uncle? So do the members of the Red World have the same ability to reproduce as humans?"

"My uncle is Dantario Dantalio. Also, I was directly created by the alliance leader. The disciples of the Red World do not have the same reproduction system as humans."

"Sounds like good news."

After hearing the other party's incoherent words, Hecate tilted her head.

Her short sky-blue hair swayed slightly with her movements, giving her a temperament that was somewhere between cool and cute.

When he thought that such a child would be sacrificed as a sacrifice, Yang Pojun felt unparalleled...

joy.

Yang Pojun has always felt that the existence of some good intentions is just to contrast with evil intentions.

For example, those guys who pity stray dogs and cats.

For the city, this is a problem caused by a group of irresponsible people - because they don't want to raise them, but they abandon them for the sake of false kindness.

When he sees these beings somewhere again, he will say "Oh, they are so pitiful" and then go and give them a little bread, so that these beings that may carry viruses can multiply in the city and affect people's living environment.

Yang Pojun still remembers that four of the five sticky mouse boards he bought when he was a child had wild cats stuck on them. One of them still made a mess on the sofa at home after he rescued it.

Since then, he has dealt with stray cats and dogs one by one near his home.

Such behavior is not undiscovered by no one. He was once said to be cruel by nosy people, and they rescued a stray cat that was almost killed by him.

Then the next day he saw a stray cat that had been treated and had a lot of hair removed, staying where he last saw him.

That little creature curled up with its body, its half-closed eyes revealed a light that he couldn't describe.

As a result, in the end, he was accused of cruelty and was photographed and publicized by the bad guys. The so-called goodwill of the other party was only something that lasted only a day and became obvious in comparison with him.

In the end, he failed to meet the kind of "pure" "good person" who can stick to his words and deeds.

This is also the reason why he firmly believes that the Lao Yang family's "human supremacy" and "racial discrimination" are correct.

Goodwill may not be enough if given to the same race. Who has room to give it to non-humans or even anti-human non-humans?

This man Yang Pojun will probably never have a good relationship with a non-human being more than an acquaintance in this life.

"Don't you understand?"

"I don't want to understand."

"Regional differences are an important reason for cultural differences, but racial differences are usually not considered. Why do you think that is?"

"Because as long as each other's hearts can be understood, even people of different races can become friends?"

Hecate asked.

Strictly speaking, this is not her own idea. She herself is a very empty existence.

However, as the [Noble Phantasm Tyrant], which was originally intended to collect emotional fragments and become the substitute body of the ritual snake, she could easily access it.

Occasionally, Hecate can hear that a human or Red World person has the emotion of establishing a long-term friendship with each other.

Maybe the man in front of me is this kind of person, and then he will become the leader's Fire Mist Warrior after being appreciated by the leader?

Yang Pojun stood up, approached Heikati, then knelt down on one knee, took off her big white hat with one hand, and rubbed her short sky blue hair with one hand.

"That's great, Hecate. That's great."

The mental state of the disciples of the Red World is quite similar to that of humans, so Yang Pojun can see that she is just repeating someone's words based on her own impressions.

Delicate, beautiful, but empty inhuman things.

Apart from devoting such a witch (sacrifice) girl (product) to God, is there any better way to display its value?