Chapter 1 Bald Heads in Neurotherapy Centers
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A group of men and women in military uniforms are constantly looking at the members of the treatment center on a nondescript neurotherapy center on the planet Komundo.
"This woman is good, she can continue to maintain her mechanical armament for a day and a night when she enters the treatment center. It's just that she always thinks that the people around her are all aliens, and as long as she has the opportunity, she will kill people. β
"There have already been three doctors who have been blown up by this woman."
"Not bad, a good cannon fodder."
Seven or eight officers, they constantly looked at the figures and materials on the projection, so as to judge whether the other party was qualified to be cannon fodder.
"Tongtian, he calls himself the sect leader, and the mechanical armament can only last for three hours, but he is born with divine power, and in the entire treatment center, his strength is the greatest."
At this time, a somewhat thin bald man appeared on the projection.
This bald man is about seven or eight meters old, with clear eyebrows and clear eyes, and the whole person looks very energetic.
If it weren't for the introduction of information on the side, no one would have regarded him as a mentally challenged person.
"He has a strict delusion, always thinking that he is an earthling in the primeval period."
"This kid established the sect of interception in the myths and legends of the primeval period here, saying that he is the leader of a sect."
"He also divided some of the deputy sect leaders, and the patients in the entire treatment center became much sicker."
"Born with divine powers? Is there an awakened ability? A female officer was beautiful and slightly wrinkled.
"This Tongtian was sent when he was a child, when he first possessed the Mechanical Armament Crystal. Didn't go through any lessons, so didn't have Awaken. On the side, the doctor from the treatment center pointed out the information on the projection.
"But he is very cruel, thinking that he is some so-called time-traveler, and he came to this world to save this world."
"Traverser? How murderous? An officer raised his eyebrows and asked curiously.
"Some of the aliens we captured were eaten by him. Eaten raw! He said that those alien races were rare beasts, a panacea! β
"Oh! It's also a cannon fodder. An unqualified cannon fodder! β
"Let's introduce the next one!"
"Okay!"
Physicians at the Neurotherapy Center continue to introduce the patient on the projection. All of these patients have some neurological problems, of course, maybe some of them don't have problems, but staying here, whatever the reason for coming in, they are considered to have problems.
Today, these officers come here to select some mentally ill people and put them on the front-line interracial battlefields. Let these people with some mental illnesses do their part for the Great Xia Empire.
It took only a few officers a morning to pick out two-thirds of the patients at the neurotherapy center.
Except for the young, the old, and the unarmed, the rest of the patients were all packed in a special transport pod, and then pulled directly into the starry sky by the interstellar cruise ship TongguΓ² Beam Traction.
The Star Battleship is very large, suspended in the starry sky, and the hull of the ship generates a strong magnetic force under the action of some instruments.
Some of these transport pods are pulled into the battleship, but some of them are magnetically pulled, as if they are satellites, constantly rotating around the huge battleship.
Inside the transport cabin, everyone fell into a coma. As the men fell asleep, small light-brain platforms slowly swiped in front of them.
The light brain platform swiped in front of the patients who had been brought out of the neurotherapy center, and beams of light erupted from the base of the platform, wrapping around the patients.
A large amount of textual information was poured into the foreheads of the patients along the beams. Where, it is where the humans store the mechanical armament crystals.
When a light-brain platform moved in front of a bald youth, the beam of light that erupted lasted for more than a minute. This time is far more than in front of others.
The anomaly of the Lightbrain platform did not attract the attention of the people in the interstellar cruise ship, because it was only a minor problem, just a small flaw in an ordinary transport module among millions of transport modules.
The entire interstellar cruise ship is huge, and there are so many things to deal with at every moment that there is no time to pay attention to why the optical brain platform stays for dozens of seconds longer.
In the darkness, Tongtian saw a glimmer of light appear in his sight.
"The Sect Master was put into a deep sleep in the transport pod, and now the Sect Master should be in his own dream, so why did this light appear?"
"Without the permission of this sect master, what creature dares to break into this sect master's dream?"
"Demon, why don't you come to die in front of this sect master?"
Thoughts flowed, and the dark dream began to change violently.
Blurred figures appeared, and ancient tanks were condensed.
"Go ahead, take this demon here, and let him know what to do and what not to do in front of the sect leader."
Vague figures roared, ancient tanks roared.
Some people, some tanks, formed the momentum of thousands of troops, overwhelmingly rushed towards that ray of light.
As the creature in the dream charged, as the light approached, Tongtian saw an eight-clawed dragon with teeth and claws appear in front of him.
The tanks roared in unison, and one shell after another shot out, bombarding the eight-clawed dragon.
The dragon roared and struggled, but had no means to resist, and was quickly exploded: it turned into a corpse and fell to the ground.
"Disciples, why don't you hurry up and send the corpse of this demon dragon over and let the sect leader taste it?"
"Roar! Roar! Roar! β
The big men condensed in the dream roared and shouted, and some chains, iron hooks, fishing forks and other objects were condensed in their hands.
Fishing forks, iron hooks, and chains were put together, and large pieces of the dragon's corpse were dragged in front of the bald youth.
"Sect Leader Qianqiu, this demon dragon has been killed by the Sect Master, and I hope the Sect Master will taste it." The dark shadow condensed in the dream roared under the control of its master.
"Yes, disciples, since you are so filial, it is really not good for this sect leader to resign. Come, come, come, emerald flowers! β
The thick eight-clawed dragon corpse was lifted in front of the bald young man, and the bald young man reached out and grabbed it, and the eight-clawed dragon corpse that looked seven or eight meters thick was actually reduced to the thickness of a finger.
I opened my mouth and bit down, and it was crunchy, but unfortunately it didn't smell like chicken.
A short piece of the eight-clawed dragon corpse was eaten, and a large number of text messages emerged from the endless dark world.
As soon as these words appeared, they were immediately absorbed by the dark dream world.
"Haha, the traverser Niu Fork doesn't explain!"
"The mechanical weapon cultivation method that the sect leader has been waiting for has finally arrived."
"Haha! I knew that a supreme genius like the sect master, even if he was besieged by those traitors, would be able to explode his potential and obtain the Heaven-defying Divine Skill. β