"childish."

Su Qiangwei was cold and did not write: "Little boy, how old are you this year?"

The golden little walnut instantly broke out from its hairy state and answered honestly: "I am already half a year old!"

???

Su Qiangwei looked dull and turned her head to look at Ma Ran: "This little thing is less than one year old?"

Ma Ran raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Yes."

The girl was unwilling to accept it: "Did their race become an adult at half a year old?"

What the hell is half a year old?

Is Lord Qiangwei competing with a little baby during this period?

"You're thinking too much. The average age of the race of 98725 is far greater than that of humans on Earth. In the next half century, they will be considered juvenile."

After hearing Ma Ran's explanation, Su Qiangwei felt that her ears were getting hot.

Losing is not a loser!

The girl glanced at 98725 indifferently: "Little baby, my sister will protect you from now on."

The little walnut floating in the air immediately shrank behind Ma Ran and twisted his body.

It feels that with its own natural supernatural powers, there are only a few people on Earth who have the ability to bully it. It would be good if Su Qiangwei didn't bully it!

“It’s time to do a good job.”

Ma Ran looked at Zhang Qianren who was no longer half kneeling on the ground and retching, and his eyes flashed over everyone present: "Sikong Si, Cheng Lixing, Zhang Qianren, Zhu Hanyi, Wu Di, 98725, next you will be in a group of six."

"Sikong Si, Cheng Lixing's final test and Zhang Qianren's interview content are only two words..."

"Survive!"

After speaking, he looked at Zhu Hanyi and Wu Di: "If you don't have to do anything, try to minimize your moves and give newcomers more opportunities to exercise."

"98725 will follow you and be responsible for contacting me."

For newcomers, practical training is very important.

The original Caolu Academy, without calculating Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei, even if there were elites like Wan Haihao, Li Xing and Wu Di too high, their overall strength was only almost the same as other academicians.

After being called "The Battle of Space Society" by the outside world, the members of the Caolu Society selflessly shared their experience of being beheaded and being beheaded on the Dixie Forum. Although many people said that they had nightmares for many days after returning to Earth, their growth was also visible to the naked eye.

The special superpowered talents of the General Staff Department have improved their internal rankings by several more after testing the comprehensive combat power level of Caolu Academy.

Sikong Si, Cheng Lixing, and Zhang Qianren are all talented people with great potential, so Ma Ran brought them to this planet.

"oh!"

"Understood."

"Brother Ran, don't worry, with me here, they won't have any problems!"

After receiving everyone's reply, Ma Ran smiled slightly, grabbed Su Qiangwei's arm, and her figure transformed and disappeared without a trace.

For a moment, there were only three newbies left at the scene, two elites from the society and a small walnut.

“We are no longer on Earth.”

After Ma Ran and Su Qiangwei disappeared, the first person to speak was Sikong Si.

His expression was calm, and his eyes showed restlessness: "Even, he has left the range of the solar system."

"Our ultimate goal is just survival."

"The simpler the task requirements, the higher the difficulty."

"Don't take it lightly, everyone."

Cheng Lixing, who was standing next to him, immediately took on the conversation and said with a serious expression: "This is indeed not the earth, and..."

"Killing and death are everywhere, everyone must be careful!"

As the oldest person present, Zhang Qianren was confused when he heard it, feeling that he might have missed something important.

Why do these people feel like they are playing a puzzle?

"Xiao Cheng's superpower is a level of development [Trend Judgment]."

Zhu Hanyi from Sichuan Qinglian Academy explained: "Where he goes anywhere, he can clearly perceive the local customs and customs at the first time and make accurate judgments."

Zhang Qianren nodded thoughtfully.

It sounds like a useless superpower.

However, they are the first generation of pilots trained by the country. They are the dominant mechas and do not rely on their superpowers to make a living. It doesn’t matter if they have a stronger ability or weaker ability.

"etc……"

Zhang Qianren felt that he had discovered a blind spot.

He stared at Sikong Si and Cheng Lixing: "Where is your mecha?"

The final assessment of the formal pilot qualification was agreed, but the result was that there was no mecha?

Could it be that the country has now developed space storage equipment that can carry large mechas with them through some small decorations?

But……

Whether Sikongsi or Cheng Lixing, he did not wear rings, earrings, pendants or other accessories on his body, and there were no suspicious tattoos on his wrists or backs of his hands.

“Not brought.”

Cheng Lixing shrugged: "Maybe [Prophet] had high expectations for us, and it specifically increased the difficulty of the task..."

Speaking of this, he looked at Sikong Si, whom he was most familiar with, and teased: "Dongfeng Mecha, the mission must be achieved."

"If I come over in the Golden Dragon, I will probably be a scout. If Sikong's [Dongfeng] is here, I will probably be able to crush it directly."

"In that case, no training will be of no significance."

"After all, the mecha is most of the combat power of the pilot, but not all of it. Even if you leave the mecha, you cannot become a bug that is pinched to death by the enemy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sikong Si immediately retorted: "Yes, but not all."

"[Prophet] is not allowing us to bring mechas, but it is actually reducing the difficulty of our survival."

“Don’t realize it yet?”

"Looking at the technological development level of this planet, although it is only equivalent to the Earth's appearance in the 1980s and 1990s, buildings, transportation and the technological equipment used by civilians are all behind the Earth, but they... are very strong!"

Hearing this, except for Zhang Qianren and other team members, 98725, became nervous, their muscles were tight, and they were ready to fight at any time.

Sikong Si whispered: "My ability is [Insight of the Stronger]. It has no use for targets that are weaker than himself, but..."

"No living individual stronger than me will have nowhere to hide in front of me."

"There are about 300 people on this street, and there are more than 80 of them who are better than me!"

"Although most of my combat effectiveness is on the mecha, these people are obviously just civilians, not professional combatants!"

After the arrival, everyone soon discovered that the architectural style of this planet was somewhat similar to China in the 1980s and 1990s, but the architecture was mainly red and black. The pedestrians on the street were about 1.9 meters tall, with blood-red skin, and long bone tails hanging behind them.

They have fierce eyes, and they all seem to have a bad temper, and they may have a conflict between a look and a word at any time.

"[Prophet] and [Martial God] should give us a layer of temporary protection, allowing these natives to ignore our appearance differences, and allow us to understand the language of these people."

Sikong Si took a deep breath: "Everyone should try to form a team to act, first focus on collecting intelligence and act according to the opportunity."

Zhu Hanyi rubbed the Zhuyu Sword around his waist and nodded slightly: "I have no objection."

The little walnut was like arriving at an amusement park, twisting its round body and flying into the sky, looking around, looking around, feeling excited, and looking happy.

Wu Di frowned, his eyes passed over his teammates, and looked at a red-skinned man about 1.98 meters tall not far away. He emitted a chill all over his body and said loudly: "Since just now, you have been staring at my companions."

"and……"

"Your eyes look like you are looking at someone dead."

“This is impolite.”
Chapter completed!