Being able to know that the monster in front of them was precious, which made Gongsun Murong and Nalasha very happy, but the words of the ninth-level civilization relayed by Yuan Guo made them very unhappy to hear it.

What do you mean that they are not allowed to kill the monsters in front of us? What do you mean that the ninth-level civilization is very happy and allows us to travel over?

"It's so angry to me, I'm so angry, what do you think of us? Brother Murong, hurry, think of a way, let's not let them succeed, what's the name of this monster? Oh, the name of the transliteration of 'Xulun Mu Age', according to the ninth-level civilization called 'Fenheng', which means 'gentle assistant', where is it gentle? It is estimated that when Yuanguo told us, he had already said it as well as possible, and the original words must be tougher and more ugly. ”

Narasha grumbled. She has her own pride, her own civilization must be much stronger than the ninth-level civilization, she is a god in the god-made plan, why should the ninth-level civilization order herself?

Gongsun Murong picked up the wine cup next to him, drank all the wine in one gulp, stared at the big guy on the screen, and analyzed: "It should be our direct attack that provoked it, so it wants to eat us." Since it's called 'Gentle Helper', it must be a creature that is helpful to the ninth-level civilization. ”

"Yes, yes, yes. Nalasha nodded and said, "Can we stop fighting with it? Don't fight yet, this guy has a volume of more than a billion cubic kilometers, and in its eyes, we are about the same as flies. ”

Nalasha wants to turn the big guy into her assistant, instead of handing it over to the ninth-level civilization in a suffocated situation, and the ninth-level civilization has not come over yet, so it is estimated that she is preparing to be captured or tamed.

If it can become its own, then the ninth-level civilization wants to grab it, at least it has to be compensated, right? Now that it has no owner, the ninth-level civilization has come and taken it away, it's just very happy.

"I'm coming. Connect with your mental power. Gongsun Murong couldn't think of any other way.

"Okay, come on. Nalasha looked forward to it.

The ship's attack on Gentle's helper has stopped, but Gentle still wants to eat the ship. Other people who knew the situation were happier in their hearts, especially the attitude of the ninth-level civilization towards the spherical spaceship.

Isn't your galactic civilization powerful? Don't you dare to fight the legions of the seventh-level civilization? Now that the ninth-level civilization is bullying you, do you want to fight with the ninth-level civilization, let's see, can you win?

There are also many civilized people sighing, this is the level, the galactic civilization has been recognized by the fifth, sixth, and seventh level civilizations, and has won the friendship of the Yuan Kingdom. But it still hasn't gotten rid of the rules of the game. If the fifth-level civilization dared to give such an order, they would have turned their faces a long time ago, but the ninth-level civilization pressed over, and they had to bear it obediently.

Even they are helpless, not to mention their own civilization, the ninth-level civilization is high, ignore you, you can play to your heart's content, say pay attention to you. If you are told to do something, you have to do it, and the people of the ninth-level civilization should have a sense of superiority!

Just when all the civilized people thought that the spherical spaceship would retreat, Gongsun Murong arrived in his body. The mental power is released peacefully to communicate with the gentle assistant.

Gongsun Dekang and the others were watching, and when they found that the spaceship had not left, they knew that Gongsun Murong's pouting had come up. I guess I'm trying to figure out how to make it bad.

They couldn't help but sweat, if Gongsun Murong really killed the monster, the entire galactic civilization would definitely face the wrath of the ninth-level civilization. What should we do then? Put the responsibility on Gongsun Murong and hand him over? No, then the people will lose their fighting spirit.

Or put the blame on Gongsun Murong, and then said that he had begun to hunt him down, let him run away secretly, and run back to his forces, and the galactic civilization would compensate the ninth-level civilization, and it was a big deal to pay compensation for the land cution, who would let him not be able to beat others.

They thought about the consequences, and Gongsun Murong really got in touch with the monster.

The monster came with anger, very angry, to eat the little bugs that dared to attack him, to eat the little things that woke him up from his slumber, to eat the bad guys who could actually find him but didn't take a detour, but came to take the initiative to provoke.

Gongsun Murong could only apologize again and again, explaining to the other party that they had never seen such a powerful planet before, thinking that it was a normal planet, it was too well disguised, it was really perfect, this was the ability they dreamed of.

Anyway, it's just to please, pat yourself on the back, and praise, praise, and marvel at the different abilities of the monsters.

Rather than being bullied by a ninth-level civilization, Gongsun Murong is more willing to bow his head in front of monsters, after all, it was the war he took the initiative to provoke, he ran away with the spaceship, and the ninth-level civilization would be very happy, that would not work, absolutely not.

'You're so great, we've never met before, can you tell me how you pretend to be a planet?, and your ability to hide yourself, knowing that we're fighting the Thorn Magnum, you're in their place, they don't even notice you, and even if they do, they don't dare to anger you.

Actually, we used you as a base for them, so we tried to attack, but our most powerful weapon can't do you harm, did you learn this technique on purpose?

By the way, you said you ate this thing from us, it doesn't taste good, we have a lot of other food, I don't know if you would like to taste it. You don't know, it is our highest courtesy to bring food to others, come, I will send you some barbecue first, wait for me for a while. ’

After saying the meaty words, Gongsun Murong had goosebumps all over his body, if it weren't for the ninth-level civilization, he wouldn't have done it.

Barbecue, a large number of magicians on the other side of the planet help to barbecue the meat, directly on the spell, and then sprinkle it according to the matching seasoning.

And the monster known as the 'gentle assistant' was really fooled, it stopped fighting, and the mental fluctuations were happy, and there was something to look forward to, waiting for Gongsun Murong to give him food.

"It seems that my perception is not wrong, it is indeed a good thing, but we have misjudged. Nalasha didn't expect the other party to stop fighting so easily, and after saying a few words, she dared to eat, and she was not afraid of being poisoned.

Gongsun Murong continued to communicate, introducing the taste of barbecue, the different textures on different spices, and the tentacles of the 'gentle assistant' waved and showed his mouth, and kept chirping.

In five minutes, Gongsun Murong introduced the five-minute barbecue, and the first batch was finally prepared. Breeding animals like cattle, making 15,000 heads at a time, this is almost a mouthful for people's 'gentle assistants', the volume is too large, fortunately, most of them are tentacles, and the volume of the main torso is more than 80 million cubic kilometers.

Just when Gongsun Murong felt embarrassed and didn't have enough for others to eat, a small gentle assistant flew out of the gentle assistant's big mouth, this is small in size, scan it. There are only more than 60,000 cubic kilometers, which is equivalent to thirty kilometers by forty kilometers by fifty kilometers.

Although it is still not enough to eat, it is stronger than the big one, and Gongsun Murong found that as the small one came out, the big one lost the fluctuation of mental power, indicating that the small one was the main body, and the big one was accused.

As soon as the little gentle assistant came out, he was not afraid of being killed by others. Deliberately flew near the spaceship to watch, the spaceship was no longer the size of a fly in front of him, he was only one circle larger than the spaceship.

Fifteen thousand roast cows were brought in one after another, and then moved out by the little ones. The gentle assistant ate more than a thousand in one bite, and immediately sent a message to Gongsun Murong, he wanted more. He wants to eat, it's delicious.

Gongsun Murong was relieved, he was really worried that the other party would not be used to it. If he can use food to lure the other party, he would rather take out a planet to breed large carnivores, and let people cook for the gentle assistant every day.

So more barbecue meat was delivered, and there were large barrels of wine, which were directly gathered in space and given to the gentle assistant to drink.

"We have more delicious food, but the time is too short to make zuò, why don't you come with us, we will cook for you every day, and the wine you drink, it's delicious, right?"

Gongsun Murong began to lure ~ abduction, the gentle assistant's mouth did not stop, and he expressed a great interest in the wine thing, it was delicious, saying that he had flown to a planet before and drank it once, but it was too little, and it was drunk in a valley full of fruits, and the taste was not as good as this.

He also said that what he imitated was that planet, and he always missed the wine he had drunk, and if Gongsun Murong really made him a lot of food and wine, he was willing to follow Gongsun Murong.

Gongsun Murong naturally would not refuse, and immediately agreed, swearing and expressing his position.

Then a special spiritual fluctuation directly entered Gongsun Murong's soul space, and it seemed that some kind of change had taken place, and it was associated with Gongsun Murong.

Gongsun Murong was stunned for a while, picked up Nalasha and kissed him twice, and said, "You can recognize the master, and your spiritual power is fused." ”

Nalasha also said happily: "Well, I feel it, he is so simple, if he says a truce, he will stop fighting, and if he gives something to eat, he will recognize the lord in this way, just like some of the fierce beasts on our planet with strong spiritual power, the spiritual power is fused, helping the master do things, helping the master fight, protecting the master, the master dies, and they also die." ”

"Hahaha......" Hexubo patted his thigh and smiled, he understood what Gongsun Murong and Nalasha meant, the gentle assistant who ate became Gongsun Murong's pet, so wait for the ninth-level civilization to come over......

Li Ju said worriedly, "People of the ninth-level civilization won't be angry, right?"

"How can you not be angry, but you can't be angry. Murong Yang said with a smile: "We didn't disobey the instructions of the ninth-level civilization, we didn't kill the gentle assistant, and we didn't even do anything to get the organization from him." We also brought him food, who knew that he would recognize the Lord himself, right? The ninth-level civilization is also going to be talked about, so many civilizations are watching. ”

Other civilizations are indeed watching, they have already looked stupid, the two sides that were attacking each other before stopped fighting, sent a large amount of barbecue meat to the monster to eat, and gave wine to drink, it seems that they get along very well, I don't know what to do when the people of the ninth-level civilization come over.

Fen Hengguo, a ninth-level civilization, came over twenty minutes later, and came over a battleship more than 2,000 kilometers long, and as soon as he came, a huge energy net erupted from the battleship, covering the big body of the gentle assistant, and then looked at Gongsun Murong's spaceship, and then was dumbfounded.

Because they saw that the main consciousness of the gentle assistant was eating, not in the large body, and then scanned it with the instrument, they were dumbfounded.

"Recognize ...... Confess the master? so fast? fake, right? Doesn't it have to be raised for a long time? It is also necessary to inject drugs so that the gentle assistant can gradually accept it, and after a long time of mutual cooperation, there is a certain probability that there will be a situation of consciousness fusion and recognition of the master. ”

The person in charge of this arrest seems to be talking to himself, and it is also like talking to the people next to him. (To be continued......)