"General, we have bad news and good news now."

In space not far from the Dawn Star System, a huge human expeditionary fleet floated quietly in the Galaxy.

Located in the command cabin of Starfleet flagship,

Li Feibai sat in the seat with some silly eyes, staring maliciously at the young female officer in a well-shaped military uniform in front of him, and his eyes were straightforward on the female officer's plump breasts and buttocks several times.

An Zhantian ignored it.

During this period, he had a thorough understanding of the style of the Li family master who was famous throughout Qimingxing City.

Lazy!

Lustful!

Talk flower!

And fearless!

If it weren't for Li Feibai's staff member appointed by the Federal Military Department, An Zhantian would have already blown away the people, even if the other party and his nephew Anton were brothers who had a life-and-death friendship.

This bastard doesn't look like a soldier, the bastards among soldiers are almost the same.

"The good news is that the coordinates of Dawn Star have been found. If we fly at full speed, we can reach the scheduled login site within three days."

As if he noticed the malicious gaze behind him, the female intelligence officer twisted her body and slightly turned her body.

But soon, Li Feibai changed his position and continued to look at her as if no one was around.

"What about the bad news?"

"The bad news is that due to the influence of galaxy gravitational waves, our communication methods are difficult to play, and the communication range is greatly compressed."

"Well! Is there any way to expand the communication range?"

An Zhantian frowned.

The narrowing of the communication range is indeed a bad news for the advance legion with nearly 50,000 people, and most importantly, in this case, they cannot transmit the information back to the Federation.

He is not unfamiliar with this situation. After all, the universe is too big. Almost every galaxy has its own characteristics. The gravitational waves of each galaxy are different. It is very likely that the communication signal will be affected.

"Yes, but we need time to revise the communication data and to launch a sufficient number of relay communication satellites."

"Then do it right away, how long does it take to calculate it?"

"According to the data sent from the technical department, it will take about ten days!"

...

Anton naturally did not know that the Federal Expeditionary Force advance army had arrived at the periphery of the Dawn Star System. He could enter the galaxy to log in immediately after the communication was restored.

At the moment, the most important thing for him is to find the Winged Humans and cooperate with the other party.

After Anton left the hiding cave and ran in the direction of the winged human traders for nearly a day and a night, he finally walked out of the huge dense forest and canyon.

What appeared in front of me was a vibrant scene. Outside the boundless huge canyon, the towering mountain walls stood thousands of feet high like a sharp blade penetrated into the end of the plain.

At the foot of the mountain,

It was another extremely vast forest, with lush and tall trees filling the entire view.

Within sight, countless towering huge trees stood towering in the sky.

soon,

Anton's attention fell on the human city that spread at the end of his sight. The city was surrounded by towers, and the layers of the same style were divided around the towering trees. The branches of the trees stretched out like spiders to every corner of the city.

In the middle of the city, a very magnificent palace stands, all white.

As the concentration of the Winged Man, Yinguang Town is adjacent to the border of the Kingdom of the Corpse Man. It is a paradise for adventurers and outlaws. It is also the birthplace of wealth and greed. While it is full of dangers, it also has unparalleled opportunities.

Unlike the cold aura of the corpse humans, the Winged Humans are almost the same as the federal humans from the Earth Star when they are not fighting.

Near Silver City, Anton was dressed in a bounty hunter.

Even though he had long seen the majesty of Metropolitan Base City, Anton was still a little stunned.

Such a huge city is simply unimaginable. It can coexist with the corpse race on the same planet and can be confronted for thousands of years, which shows the power of the winged race.

Anton did not rush to enter through the city gate, but chose an unguarded city wall. Then, using the two bone knives he carried with him, climbed through the city wall that was nearly twenty meters high in sequence before entering the city.

It's noon now.

After carefully looking at the pedestrians who were traveling around, Anton noticed that the currency used in the city was a silver coin similar to Newton, a federal federal man.

He ignored the extremely strange gazes in the eyes of the gorgeously dressed citizens, and Anton slowly walked along the main road of the city to the city. After seeing the shops of various shapes, he finally stopped outside an extremely inconspicuous shop.

He looked up at the sign on the vertical outside the shop, and Anton quickly recognized from the common texts in the Stars that this should be a pawn shop.

Without any hesitation, Anton walked into the shop.

The store is not large in size, with only a huge counter. Behind the counter is a middle-aged man in equally gorgeous clothes, carefully wiping a long silver knife in his hand with a veil.

Anton's eyes suddenly tightened.

He was too familiar with the style of this long sword. Apart from the rough craftsmanship, it was almost the same as what he got from those corpse tribes.

Anton walked to the front of the counter and coughed twice.

The middle-aged man looked up at Anton's slightly rough dress, and his face soon showed a look of ignorance.

"Tell me, what are you worth accepting?"

Anton did not rush to take out the things, but said jokingly: "A broken knife is worthy of yours. Maybe I should go to a larger pawnshop to check it out."

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his head, a gleam of light flashed through his eyes, and then he put down the things in his hand cautiously, and then said to Anton in a plain tone: "Then let me see what good things you can take out."

Anton didn't hide it, and took out a blood core of corpse spirit snatched from his winged human race from his pocket and slapped it on the counter.

The middle-aged man's attention was almost instantly attracted by the blood core that was emitting blood energy, and a horror expression appeared on his face that was completely inconsistent with the previous one.

"Corpsicle blood core! Where did this thing come from?"

"When you are here, you need to tell you the origin of the thing?"

A cold light flashed in his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man.

Shocked by the coldness in Anton's eyes, the middle-aged man immediately restrained a lot. In fact, he was really scared by Anton.

As the owner of the pawnshop, his strength is not strong, but he is not weak either. If the true combat power of the four-winged human race is all burst out, it is very likely that it is not weaker than the primary corpse general of the corpse human race.

But the look in front of him made him feel scared, and he naturally knew that Anton was a strong man.

At least not weaker than him or even stronger.

"Hehe, that's not necessary. I'm just curious. After all, the blood cores of corpse spirit powerful people are rare, I'm just curious."

Anton nodded.

"Then you offer a price, how much is this thing worth?"

“1000 silver coins!”
Chapter completed!