The councillors of the Cosmic Mercenaries are a very interesting group of people.

They gave up their bodies and kept their brains to be more productive. They can process massive amounts of data in an instant, but they are also deprived of their desire. Without the flesh, they don't experience sex, they don't experience food. There is no touch, no smell, no taste, only sight and hearing.

So, for most parliamentarians, that's their only pleasure. Of course, they also developed all kinds of quirks.

For example, Sal Jones in front of him is a famous 'spectator', and his hobby is watching dances, musicals, midnight shows, etc.

Of course, don't think that he has many artistic cells, in fact, his biggest hobby is watching glamorous dance.

It's still a man jumping.

The stronger the warrior, the more he likes the dance. Therefore, within the mercenaries, I don't know how many people have suffered from his 'poisonous hands'. As long as the mercenaries who have a relationship with him have been more or less 'destroyed' by him. It was really too many to read, and those who heard it burst into tears.

But despite such a bad hobby, Sal Jones's reputation among the many parliamentarians is still in the middle and upper range. Especially those mercenaries who have been 'destroyed' by him, although there are those who smile bitterly, those who are angry, and those who disdain. But there is not a single hater. The reason is that this Senator Sal Jones is such a wonderful person. He is willing to 'do things' for the mercenaries.

What resources are tilted, what local disputes are there. He can provide you with even the advanced materials that the cosmic warriors urgently need. As long as you fulfill his little wishes. The reward for a task can be increased by a percentage point, that is, millions of star coins, and the provision of various scarce potions. He crooked his mouth when he provoked the guy he couldn't afford to provoke, maybe the man would suddenly let it go. No matter how bad you are, you need information for evolution, you need cover for invasion, and even deal with a few small civilizations and small countries in the lower world. It's only a matter of minutes.

One is willing to fight, the other is willing to suffer.

Poor Gangze is majestic. But he really told Sal Jones to hold the handle. That is, his transformation during the meteorite period was a failure, and if it weren't for the help of Sal Jones, let alone evolve to the planet, it would be impossible to live.

So this is a great favor, and it must be repaid...... As for how to pay it back......

Let's dance, dear......

In the silent room, the blood pupil watched Gangze's face change from white to red, and from red to black. The forehead is full of green tendons, and the top of the head is steaming. I'm worried that this guy will suddenly go berserk.

You must know that the Dao Universe Warrior is proud, how can it be possible to accept such a humiliating request? Blood Pupil was unfamiliar with Sal Jones. Of course, he doesn't know his methods.

But then something happened to the blood pupil's surprise. Gang Ze actually lowered his head and asked in a low voice.

"Is it right here?"

"Oh, dear. You don't say I forgot. Sal Jones behaved exaggeratedly, slapping the lid of the brain container with a robotic hand. Make a very 'human' gesture.

"As I recall, you've been fighting lately, gathering information and resources. I guess I want to hit the stars. My little Gangze is a very ambitious and bold boy. No, I can't let you take advantage of it. It took so much effort for the old man to catch you, how could he eat it now? ”

"Then let's put it off for now. Wait for when you evolve to the stellar level. I'll come back to you again. Sal Jones finished. As if he was afraid that Gangzawa would change his mind, he hurriedly cut off the communication.

A black line on the blood pupil. This guy, do you still want to see a stellar-level powerhouse dance for him?

How bold is that?

However, after this incident, the blood pupil probably knew the character of this councilor. Gangze next to him also turned around in time. With an embarrassed smile on his face.

"This ...... Sorry to make you laugh. ”

"It's okay." The blood pupil replied. "I've heard for a long time that our councillors are a bunch of people with character, and now it seems, uh. Not bad. ”

A black line erupted on Gangze's head.

Is this still good? You haven't seen the real bad about him......

What's the point of reaching out to the stellar level, this old fellow, but the strongman who once hit His Majesty with his mind......

Although that time he was miserable.

Speechless. The next day. Gangze, who had handed over the task, got up and left. After saying goodbye to the blood pupil, he jumped on the flying car with his butt on fire and walked away.

However, the blood pupil looked at his posture, and no matter what, he had the intention of fleeing. It looks like Sal Jones hit him hard.

Next, it was the days of the bloody pupil's boredom.

The mercenary headquarters' arrangements for him were too lenient.

The whole manor, running with him and the center, all the maids, attendants, resources. It all belongs to him. He could summon any maid to sleep as long as he wanted. You can also do some messy things in the manor. The manor has the best entertainment equipment below the 3rd Century. Large singing and dancing, even opera and cinema halls. If you like to hunt for beauty, there are professional guides and attendants at any time. Those who like military affairs also have hundreds of midship-level fighters on standby. Overall, it's a paradise on earth. It can satisfy all the pitiful desires of human beings.

The only requirement is to go to the medical center once a day. Get regular medical testing. to prevent the blood pupil from carrying some unknown viruses and germs.

This is, of course, a pretext. Even a fool will know that the medical center is definitely not simple. The examination and collection of blood pupils here has long gone beyond the scope of routine. Blood and genetics were also sampled. It's just that everything didn't come to fruition.

In fact, there can be no results.

To the point of the blood pupil, there is only one master in his body. That's himself. In his own realm, he is the supreme master. No change can be hidden from him. Ordinary people cannot control the heartbeat, blood flow rate, cell proliferation, cell aging, and genetic variation. But for the blood pupil, everything is not a problem.

His flesh is his domain, his flesh is his weapon!!

Not to mention the strange existence of core cores, colonizations, and abysses.

The mercenary headquarters wants to find a breakthrough in this aspect, and it can only be said that their brains have just been stirred by mechanical tentacles.

So then, there are many more trivial things in the life of the blood pupil. For example, the cup of water that he drank disappeared, for example, the mattress that he had slept on was suddenly taken to be cleaned, and for example, there was a queue of maids waiting for him to be pampered every night. It's like a child's house, full of loopholes.

The blood pupil knew very well that of course this was all the handiwork of the mercenary headquarters. But he didn't care.

He waited, for the day when the parliamentarian would meet him in person.

However, what Blood Pupil didn't expect was that he didn't wait, but what he waited for was a provocation.

The provocation of a planetary-level powerhouse. (To be continued......)

PS: Just one shift, the knife returned from duty, very tired and tired