Based on Carl's understanding of Fang Mo, he must have had some strange experience during his disappearance.

Fang Mo never fought unprepared battles, and the same was true for bullying people.

His principle is to only bully those who are stronger than himself.

The wandering ruffians who were bullied by Fang Mo in Yuanhe back then all have backgrounds.

Carl felt that this time would be no exception.

"It's not our home turf after all!" Su Wei took a sip of coffee, and his scalded teeth were bared.

Karl raised his eyebrows and said solemnly: "Brother Mo is there, and that is the home field!" ”

Su Wei lit a cigarette, glanced at Fang Mo and said, "By the way, last time you said what was Brother Mo's strongest ability?" ”

"This is a more private matter, forget it, and get beaten again!" Carl got up with the box.

"I'll get this done!" Suvi put down his coffee and went to the bottom of the middle cabin again.

......

The hall of the detective club is still as lively as ever.

Fang Mo pressed his top hat and crossed directly from the hall to the third floor.

"Officer Mattis! I'm going to be sent to the front! Fang Mo pushed the door in, and saw Matisse say directly.

Matisse sat up from the couch and said slowly, "I already know that I will meet you in the Gliese galaxy on the outskirts of the Dark Cluster system." ”

"Why aren't you surprised? I just participated in a recruit training, how did I get sent to the front line? Fang Mo asked with a serious face.

"The Dark Star Cluster, including the Gliese, is a very chaotic place, and it may not be a bad thing to go through it, maybe it will be more beneficial to the investigation?" Matisse threw Fang Mo a cigarette roll and smiled indifferently.

"Where the elite of the empire can't handle it, what can the recruits do?" Fang Mo questioned.

Matisse lit his cigarette, squinted his eyes and took a puff: "Although they are recruits, there are millions, and they are not all cannon fodder, such as you!" It's elite. ”

"Millions?" Fang Mo asked in surprise.

"Hmmm! Cultivators of the Dark Star Cluster's All-Knowing Realm or higher realms cannot enter, otherwise they will definitely be wiped out! Matisse unveiled one of Fang Mo's doubts.

Fang Mo shook his head and stared at Matisse and said, "The Dark Star Cluster is really a special place!" ”

Matisse's brows furrowed high, and he said, "It's not special, it's mysterious!" The space of the dark star cluster is extremely unstable, so it has led to the invasion of many unknown organisms in different spaces, and the entry of cultivators of the high realm of human beings is very likely to cause the collapse of the star field! ”

"Starfield collapse?" Fang Mo gasped.

Matisse took two puffs, a cigarette disappeared, threw away the cigarette butt and said, "The star field collapses, no one can be spared, unless it reaches above the vortex realm!" ”

The highest military headquarters of the empire does not advocate the resumption of the war, which is probably the reason.

At present, it is difficult to make any progress in the investment below the all-knowing realm.

Cannon fodder-based input, although somewhat cruel, is the lowest price.

"I suggest that you respond to the mobilization, and if you strongly refuse, no one can do anything." Matisse stretched his mighty body, got up and poured a cup of coffee and handed it to Fang Mo.

Fang Mo took the coffee and said with a meaningful smile: "Even if I don't respond to the mobilization order, if there is a need, you will not let me go!" ”

Matisse smiled, stared at Fang Mo and said, "You kid is a goblin, a goblin!" I already know what kind of prince group there is this time, which represents the attitude of the royal family. ”

"Gilded, Liwei, or political capital?" Fang Mo complained and took a sip of coffee.

"These are real problems, either recreate the world or adapt!" Mattis replied.

"What do you mean? Officer Matisse! Fang Mo asked as he stared at Matisse seriously.

Matisse shook his head slowly, took out a note and handed it to Fang Mo, and said, "Go find me at the address of the main star of Gliese." ”

Fang Mo couldn't help but smile when he saw the note: "You really have a soft spot for detective agencies!" ”

"Huh! Boy, this is your loneliness, what do you think is the richest place in Atlantis? Mattis's words changed suddenly, which caught Fang Mo a little off guard.

After pondering for a moment, Fang Mo said, "Of course it's the Atlantean King Cluster!" ”

Matisse raised his eyebrows and smugly gave a negative answer.

"It's not going to be our Wasteland System, is it?" Fang Mo poured the whole cup of coffee directly into his mouth and smiled.

Matisse laughed, then shook his head.

Fang Mo actually knew the answer, but he just didn't say it, so that Matisse would be proud for a while.

"Then I don't know, there can't be a galaxy richer than the Atlantean King Cluster!" Fang Mo seemed to be very determined to reply.

Matisse's eyes flickered, and he smiled: "Actually, you already knew!" ”

"I don't know!" Fang Mo denied,

Mattis's face sank and said, "Are you doubting the insight of a senior detective?" ”

"Officer Mattis! I really don't know, after all, it wasn't long since I came out of the remote wasteland galaxy! Fang Mo thought to himself that his acting skills were not so bad.

Matisse seemed to believe it, and continued to laugh: "It's the Gliese system!" This is especially true of the Gliese main star! ”

"Oh! Unexpectedly, such a chaotic place turned out to be the richest place! Fang Mo replied abruptly.

The corners of Matisse's mouth twitched, and he replied: "Don't pretend, you already guessed!" ”

"I really didn't guess! How can a place of chaos be the richest place? Fang Mo said with a serious face.

"You really didn't guess?" Mattis didn't seem to be reconciled and continued to ask.

Fang Mo nodded very firmly.

"Alright! You're good to go! Mattis shook his head helplessly.

Fang Mo nodded and said, "Goodbye!" Officer Matisse! ”

Matisse nodded slightly, "Yes! "Yes.

Seeing that Fang Mo was about to step out of the room, Matisse continued to ask, "Tell me the truth, did you guess?!" ”

"Guessed!" Fang Mo turned around and smiled, and slowly closed the door.

"Did this little cub guess?" Matisse sat down on the couch and muttered in a low voice.

Fang Mo returned to the Transcendent Academy and finally met Martin in the hangar.

"Mentor Martin! This is? Fang Mo saw Martin hand-polishing a dark red metal strip, and his expression was extremely focused.

Fang Mo sat silently on the sofa on the side, always staring at the strange red metal bar in Martin's hand.

The metal strips are covered with holes the size of beans, and the whole thing seems to be naturally hollowed out.

Fang Mo roughly saw that it was a sword, to be precise, it should be a sword embryo!

"It's too late, so be it!" Martin sighed slightly, carried the sword embryo, and walked towards Fang Mo.

"What's its name?" Fang Mo asked curiously, then reached out and took the metal bar, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he said in his heart, "It's so heavy!" ”

"No name yet! If you can move it, you can barely go to the Dark Cluster! Martin replied slowly.

Fang Mo took a serious look, except for the shape of the handle, the rest can only be called rough, let alone the blade.

"When I picked it up in the Dark Cluster, it was even crude!" Martin poured a glass of water, wiped the fine beads of sweat from his brow, and said solemnly.

Fang Mo supplemented his consciousness energy and danced easily, and bursts of pleasant long whistling sounds continued to inspire from the sword body.

"It's yours, you decide what to call it!" Martin stared at the crude sword embryo tightly, as if he still couldn't let go.

"I don't know what to call it, I might as well just call it 'Nameless!' Let's do it! Fang Mo faintly felt that Nameless would be the best weapon to play the Galaxy Slash, and it would be a big help for him in the future.

"Thank you, Mentor Martin!" Fang Mo said seriously.

Martin nodded slightly and continued, "In addition to the Wasteland System, you can also mobilize some students from the Transcendent Academy, and I think Dean Small will agree. ”

"Pura and Ivan!" Fang Mo had already set his sights on the two of them.

"Faculty of Letters?" Martin was surprised.

"Yes!" Fang Mo replied.

Pula and Ivan are both star lords of the alien galaxy, and he already has a prince celestial cluster, and he doesn't want to be the natives of the Atlantis royal star cluster anymore.

"You decide!" Martin slowly got up, waved his hand at Fang Mo, and left the hangar.

"A crude sword embryo from the Dark Star!" Fang Mo stroked Nameless with interest, and began to slowly get familiar with it.

Two days flew by.

Karl and Suvi arrived on time.

The Academy's small arena was packed.

The three young men dressed in fine clothes were the prince in Suvi's mouth.

"Dead fatty! Can you hurry up. The young man in the red dress in the center shouted contemptuously.

"I'm going to hit one!" Suvi replied directly.

"Scared? You're afraid you're not a man! The young man in the black dress on the left sneered wildly.

"It's a, isn't it?" The man in white costume on the right also shouted.

In the stands, there are basically princes and nobles from all walks of life who like to eat melons, and they laughed and laughed.

Karl's eyes narrowed, and he wondered, "What about the last brother?" This is to make Su Fatzi be humiliated again! ”

"Ferradi! You can judge randomly! The red-clad man in the center commanded.

"Yes! Little Prince Vladimi! Ferradi answered, turned on his watch, and heard a tick, and an intelligent sound sounded in the arena:

Dear Mr. Ferradi! Your scheduled random referee arrives right away.

Boom!

The small door in the northwest corner of the arena was kicked open, and Fang Mo walked in slowly in a referee's uniform.

"You're going to fight? Why don't you find a place where no one is there to fight, it will affect my rest! Fang Mo carried a referee stick in his right hand and a string of barbecue with white smoke in his left hand, and said while eating.

The audience was stunned at the same time, watching Fang Mo eat with relish, although it was a little outrageous, they still swallowed their saliva one after another.

"We are dueling! It's not a fight! Little Vlakimi saw that Fang Mo only had a third order, only one order higher than himself, so he replied impatiently.

Fang Mo pointed at little Vlakimi with a barbecue skewer and said, "The rules of the arena have changed today!" The party with more dueling people can only apply for a duel by paying the five-star crystal according to the first one, and the party with fewer people is free, and the end will be over if there is no money, don't delay my time, a group of poor people will fight what! ”

There was a collective eruption in the stands: "! ”

Little Vladimi suddenly became angry, stared at Fang Mo and said fiercely: "If you say change it, change it, who do you say is poor?" ”

Ferdila leaned in front of little Vladimi and whispered, "It has indeed changed!" The athletic office has just been notified! It's not a fight, it's expensive! ”

"Hit!" Little Vladimi said fiercely.

Bite!

The athletic office received a five-star crystal!

The pleasant intelligent prompt sounded three times in a row, and the competition office received a total of 15 star crystals.