Jiaxing Machinery Factory.

In a factory the size of a football field, machines of all sizes are constantly running, making all kinds of irritating noises.

A middle-aged man with gray temples and a little baldness stood on the semi-open second floor, silently overlooking everything in the factory with eagle-sharp eyes.

His hands were casually on the railing, his fingers unconsciously kept tapping on the railing, and he looked at the busy and ignorant workers below with an expressionless face, and seemed to be a little uneasy and impatient in his heart.

As the leader of the Shapeling Advance Team, Promi felt like she couldn't sit on the edge of her seat for the first time since she came to this planet.

In such a planet where the level of science and technology is backward and there is no supernatural power.

The shapeshifter, who holds the core power of biology, is like a wolf entering a flock, and he has never felt any threat at all.

Especially in a country where guns are banned, it is like a fish in water, safe and comfortable.

As long as you don't die, it's hard to die.

This mission was much easier than any other mission Promi had ever experienced before.

It's more like a vacation than a mission.

Such a planet is simply a paradise for changelings to hunt and prey!

It can be said that the "hunting plan" is the most relaxed, and the people under his command all claim that they are reluctant to start planning too early and want to enjoy more time.

This shows how comfortable they are on this planet.

I vaguely remember that when I first came to this planet, Promi was at the beginning of hell, unable to carry his belongings, and his personnel suffered heavy losses and came to this world naked.

At that time, he thought he was going to suffer the greatest disaster of his life.

Unexpectedly, all the sheep I met were powerless sheep, naïve and weak, and let them be slaughtered.

By far the greatest danger they have encountered, and the biggest reason for the massive loss of their personnel, is ...... The level of technology and industry on this planet is simply too low!

The "Hunting Plan" focuses on using technology chips as bait to cast a wide net between this cosmic forest to lure prey on lower planets and take the initiative to take the bait.

Use a little bit of technology as a sweetness to lure the natives on the planet to make a "time shuttle" buried in the chip. ”

Once the prey activates the "Time Shuttle", they will be able to descend on the prey's planet through this item.

Such a rough trap resembles the way the ancients hunted.

A high-tech civilization with advanced science and technology can easily find out the clues, and naturally it will not be tricked.

Only those low-level civilizations with underdeveloped scientific and technological means and no "brains" will take the bait and become prey.

However, this plan will also produce all kinds of surprises.

For example, like the current planet, the level of science and technology industry is too low, and it is impossible to completely produce the "time shuttle" in the chip.

In the end, the locals made it out of a low-profile copycat.

The performance of all aspects is garbage to the extreme, and it is a "disposable garbage product".

So much so that when the advance team of the changelings teleported to this planet through the garbage of that cottage......

Not only is the energy insufficient, the number of people traversing is limited, and they can only cross naked, and most of the people and artifacts are also damaged in the teleportation process, lost and disappeared in the unknown universe.

Shapeshifters naturally thought in advance that this might happen.

Therefore, the advance team will be equipped with two technicians.

In order to ensure that after reaching the hunting planet, a large number of authentic teleporters can be built as soon as possible, which is convenient for subsequent plans.

However, of the advance team of 32 people, only 10 people really succeeded.

Both technicians were lost in the crossing.

There is no way, Promi and the others can only activate the backup plan, and according to what they have learned before, they can find a way to make a standard teleporter on their own, so that the follow-up reinforcements can reach.

Unfortunately, he is not a professional after all.

In addition, the level of science and technology industry on this planet is too low, and it is difficult to gather the corresponding materials.

Until now, it has been in the stage of research and development experiments.

Fortunately, they came to such a risk-free planet, and the advance team was able to thrive with the low-end biological cores made locally.

It was only a matter of time before a standard transmitter was developed and the next plan begins.

But at this joint, they had the greatest trouble they had ever seen on this planet.

The means and abilities displayed by the other party are incompatible with this low-level planet.

It's as strange as a dragon suddenly popping out of a flock of sheep.

This is likely to be the biggest hidden danger in the subsequent hunting plan, and the reason for this must be clarified anyway.

Therefore, Promi would rather let his men risk their lives and test the details of the man than let him escape meaninglessly.

Turning back to his office, he closed the door and took out his phone.

Although this communication tool is a little backward, there is no technical personnel, and it is somewhat unrealistic for them to want to make their own high-end communication tools.

If it weren't for the fact that the teleporter was a compulsory course for every advance team, they probably wouldn't have been able to build it.

There's no way, so I can only make use of it first.

At least the basic telecommunication features are available.

Promi looked at the contact on the phone screen, there was no new message, and his brows couldn't help but furrow.

It's been so long, and I haven't been able to wait for the other party's next report.

It seems that the plan to threaten the lives of ordinary people with that guy has failed.

Since coming here, Promi has done a lot of homework and tried to get to know the planet.

In his cognition, many people on this planet are very fond of love kidnapping and moral kidnapping.

That's why he thought of letting his subordinates threaten that guy with the lives of ordinary people.

Once successful, it is equivalent to grabbing the other party's dead end.

No matter how powerful the existence is, it can only be at the mercy of it.

If you fail, there is no big surprise.

Because that guy is most likely a cruel pervert who has dissected shapeshifters, and it is understandable that he doesn't care about other people's lives.

Thinking that his last subordinate might have died at the hands of that pervert, although Promi was not very sad, he was still a little empty in his heart.

After all, he is the only one left in this world now.

"In that case, we'll have to activate the backup plan......" he thought as he stepped into the back of the office.

Inside, there is a small room.

It used to be a place for office owners to rest and take a break.

Unlocking the lock, Promi stepped inside, looking at the wall.

I saw an object similar to a huge clock hanging on the wall of the small room!

Before they descended on Earth, there were already locals who helped develop the teleporter.

It was thanks to the locals who developed a one-time, low-profile teleporter that their advance team was able to come to this planet.

In this case, it is not difficult for Promi to reproduce a one-time low-configuration teleporter according to the research results of the "guide".

It's just that he's experienced firsthand how unreliable this thing is.

If it is really to be activated, the personnel who have been teleported over have not yet landed, and they will be damaged.

They can only teleport naked, and cannot bring decisive key items.

Unless God forbids that technicians will not be damaged on the way, there is not much difference between one more group of people and one less group of people.

The most important thing is that, in the end, the guilt of those who lost people halfway will fall on Promi.

He should have been a great hero, so he naturally didn't want to bear such a crime.

Anyway, in this world, there is no threat.

Creating a standard teleporter on its own is a great achievement.

At most, it takes a little more time, and it doesn't hurt.

But now, there is such a major variable.

Promi naturally figured out which was more important and confirmed that he had no means to deal with that guy at the moment.

His own life was at great risk, let alone on a mission.

Afterwards, the people above will also know that he did it as a last resort, and will not blame him too much, and will even praise him for the correctness of his decision.

Locking the door, Promi didn't hesitate to turn on the low-profile teleporter.

The hands inside a huge clock turn quickly.

"Click!"

Freeze the pointer.

Inside the clock, a strange and distorted black hole opened, and I don't know what kind of mysterious unknown time and space it leads to.

"I hope I don't lose too much ......," Promi waited patiently.

Not much.

The black hole twisted, and a blue figure popped out.

It is a naked, blue-skinned humanoid.

It was Promi's kind, the shapeshifter.

The other party came to this planet for the first time, and he had just experienced teleportation, and his head was still groggy, and he looked at this small room with a blank face.

However, after noticing that there were other people in the room, he showed good alertness, his whole body tensed, and he immediately assumed a fighting stance.

"I'm the leader of the advance team, Promi!"

With a military salute, Promi removed his disguise and transformed into a blue-skinned alien creature, his mouth croaking, and his voice was no longer the language of the planet, but the language of the shapeling's homeland.

Seeing this, the shapeshifter suddenly relaxed a lot.

Before it could be opened, the black hole inside the clock twisted again.

One after another, the naked blue leather bodies were bounced out.

Every time someone came out, the clock emitted a sizzling electric sound, with a feeling of being a little overwhelmed.

Until the fourteenth man popped out, the small room was almost packed.

The clock cracked with a "click" and shattered into parts.

"What's the situation? Captain Promi? ”

"Why are there only a few of them? What about our captain? ”

"We've got a full 60 people in this team!"

Seeing this situation, those newcomers obviously hadn't figured out the situation yet, and they were surprised and puzzled, staring at Promi with unkind eyes.

"The situation is like this......"

Seeing that the crowd was excited, Promi did not panic, and began to explain without hurry.

He just didn't want everyone to explain it again, and wanted to wait for someone to get it together.

"So ......"

"Puff~"

The shapeshifters, who were listening intently to Promi's explanation, stared at each other intently, when suddenly there was a strange noise, which made their eyelids jump.

His gaze froze, and he saw Promi, who was squeezed to the door with his back against the door, suddenly pierced his chest by a black metal blade!

Immediately after, the blade suddenly lifted up.

Promi's body was like tissue paper, cut open from his chest upwards!

Blue blood sprayed all over the ground.

Until the moment of death, Promi didn't expect the other party to find him so quickly, and his eyes were full of doubts and incomprehension.

His men are clearly loyal warriors, and they would rather die than betray.

Even if he forced the last of his men to go back and die, that guy shouldn't betray his planet?

At least...... At least shouldn't he have betrayed so quickly?

"Bang!"

The small wooden door of the room was kicked open.

A head covered in black metal armor with blue eyeballs on its forehead leaned a little mischievously into the room, looking at the naked aliens huddled inside.

"You don't call me when you open an inpart, do you?" He didn't care about this strange scene, and his tone was full of banter and ridicule.

With a big hand raised, he showed the long black knife stained with blue blood in his hand, and his voice was kind like that of a hospitable host—

"Everyone, welcome to Earthstar!"