Chapter 205： Metroid

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"My name is Heath, a guard of the Milky Way Star, like you, came here after receiving the card." Heath said, and handed back the purple card. "You have been flying east for more than a thousand Km away, you will reach the headquarters of the Galaxy Mercenary, where you can register data."

"Remind you, no matter how you ruled and ruled on other planets before, you have to converge a little bit in the Milky Way star. There are too many masters here. Keeping a low profile is the most basic rule."

"Thank you for your reminder." Mu Yang retracted the card, smiling and thanking.

Hitz waved his hand and continued to patrol the Galaxy stars. For a Metroid like him, he was rewarded for each mission.

Don't pass the guards, Mu Yang and others are going to the Galaxy Mercenary headquarters.

"Wait first, let me feel the aura around me." Monkey King said, closing his eyes impatiently to feel the aura on the planet.

The mind spread, and suddenly, a powerful qi blasted toward the Monkey King like a spotlight in the dark night, and the amount was unbelievable.

Sun Wufan opened his eyes and said in shock: "Gosh, there are too many masters on this planet. Just a moment ago, I felt hundreds of powerful auras sweep across this area."

Mu Yang said: "It is not difficult to understand that this is the center of the galaxy, and the Galaxy Patrol Organization must rely on them to maintain the stability of the galaxy. If there were not many masters here, the entire galaxy would have been chaotic."

As he said, a few people flew into the air, and while talking, they flew towards the mercenary headquarters that Heitz was talking about.

The beautiful scenery passed under the eyes, and accompanied by a few strong winds, a magnificent city appeared in front of Muyang and the others.

It was a hemispherical building, some of which were very high, two or three hundred meters long, with large spherical objects on top, like lollipops, with fan-shaped tarmacs around them.

"The technology here is really advanced."

With emotion, several people walked into the door of the mercenary headquarters.

It was spacious and bright, and the tables were filled with strange-looking cosmic people.

"Mu Yang, look at that side." After quietly pressing Mu Yang with his arm, Monkey King pointed to a corner and shouted.

Following the direction of his hand, Mu Yang saw a table in the corner of the hall. A figure with green skin was sitting there, with pink muscles on his arms and abdomen, and two tentacles on his forehead.

"It's Namek!" Mejia whispered.

"Yeah." Mu Yang narrowed his eyes, "I didn't expect to see Namek in the center of the galaxy."

While Mu Yang and the others were talking in a low voice, the Namek star raised his head and looked towards Mu Yang and the others. His face looked very young, but his black eyes were full of vicissitudes.

"That Namekian is very old, at least three hundred years old." An Ning belongs to the **** of the underworld, and his eyes are particularly sensitive to the soul.

"No, wouldn't it be the same generation as the elders, you can't tell at all." Monkey King exclaimed.

Whether it is the great elder of Namek or the gods of the earth, they are all the survivors of Namek's climate catastrophe more than 300 years ago. They are all over 300 years old, and their faces are covered with wrinkles. On the other hand, the Namek star in the corner showed no signs of old age. People who didn't know thought he was a contemporary of Neru!

An Ning said affirmatively: "It can't be wrong, his soul age cannot be faked."

Mu Yang frowned and glanced curiously at the Namek star. Could it be that there is something magical about him? Shaking his head and not thinking about it, Mu Yang and others came to the front desk registration office in the mercenary hall.

"Hello, we want to register as Galaxy Mercenaries." Mu Yang said, passing the purple card over.

The staff is a cosmic person with only one eye. He said: "A card can only register one person, and the rest of you will have to rescan."

"You follow me."

After the staff finished speaking, they took Mu Yang directly into another test room.

This is a relatively independent room, the walls are made of special alloys, and the silver is very bright.

"Well, number 75421, from North Galaxy, name?"

"Muyang!"

"strength?"

"60,000 combat power."

The staff member raised his head, glanced at Mu Yang unexpectedly, and muttered: "The strength is quite strong."

They don't worry about someone pretending to be holding someone else's card, because the combat effectiveness has to be retested. They also don't worry that people who don't have cards are here to make trouble, because there are too many masters here, so many people may be masters with tens of thousands of combat powers.

"Now attack that energy absorbing device, remember to use your full strength, don't worry about destroying that instrument, the stronger you can take, the more tasks you can take, and the higher your points will be."

"Do you want to attack with full force?" Mu Yang pointed to a device in the room that looked like a big drum.

"Yes."

"Okay." Mu Yang nodded, then took a deep breath, and secretly shouted "Double Realm King Fist".

Suddenly, a dark red light was released along with a powerful aura, and the forceful whirlwind swept in all directions. The staff member seemed to be shocked by the aura, his eyes staring wide.

"Ho!"

boom!

Mu Yang raised his fist and slammed it hard against the wall.

Chunch, the data in the display keeps beating, and finally freezes at "120,000"! With the blessing of Twice the Realm King Fist, Mu Yang's own 60,000 combat power has displayed 120,000 combat power.

"1...120,000..." The staff stammered, and carefully helped Mu Yang fill in the information, and then respectfully exchanged the card back.

On the Galaxy Star, there are so many masters with a combat power of more than 10,000 After all, it is the place where the whole galaxy elite gathers, but the masters with a strength of more than 100,000 are already rare here. Because the stronger the master, the rarer it is in the universe.

You must know that even Captain Kinho at his peak has only 120,000 combat power, which is enough to dominate the sphere of influence under Frieza's control. Even if it expands to the entire northern galaxy, this kind of strength is only condescending under the "King Crude's strongest unit" and the "Kevilla Mecha Unit".

"Am I registered?" Mu Yang asked with the card.

"Yes, Mr. Muyang, welcome you to be a member of Metroid."

Mu Yang nodded, then looked at Monkey King and An Ning, and then they tested it. From the initial discrimination of good and evil, to the later combat effectiveness test, Monkey King showed it under the blessing of King Fist. 48,000 combat power, considered very good among the mercenary fighters of Galaxy Star.

What shocked the staff was An Ning. Although An Ning only played a mere 7000 combat power, what Ning learned in the Northern Territory Wang Xing was not the Realm King Boxing, but the vitality bullet, so her strength is the actual normal strength.

But the spirit of the spirit she exposed scared the people around.

The fourth-level dimensional gods are already at the same level as the Yama, and only lower than the four realm kings. Even the Galaxy King of the Galaxy Patrol Organization must be polite when seeing the fourth-level gods.

"Master God!"

The staff of the Galaxy Mercenary broke cold sweat directly, and their attitude was even more respectful: "You take it, this is your ID card."

"After you become a Metroid, the corresponding points have been deposited in the card according to your strengths. These points can be used to post tasks, exchange items or materials, and can also be used to inquire about news."

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