"My name is Hiz, a guard of Galaxy Star. Like you, I came here after receiving the card." Hiz said as he handed the purple card back, "You fly eastward from here. After more than a thousand kilometers, you will arrive at the headquarters of the Galaxy Mercenaries, which is a subordinate agency of the patrol organization, and data can be registered there."
"I would like to remind you, no matter how you dominated other planets in the past, you must be more restrained on the Milky Way. There are too many masters here. Keeping a low profile is the most basic rule."
"Thank you for the reminder." Mu Yang took back the card and thanked him with a smile.
Hitz waved his hand and continued to patrol the Galaxy Star. For a Galaxy Warrior like him who works as a guard, the reward for each mission is also considerable.
Farewell to the guards, Mu Yang and others were preparing to head to the Galaxy Mercenary Headquarters.
"Wait a minute, let me feel the atmosphere around me." Sun Wuhan said, closing his eyes impatiently to feel the atmosphere on the planet.
The thoughts spread, and suddenly, powerful qi shot toward Sun Wuhan like spotlights in the dark night. The amount was unbelievable.
Sun Wuhan opened his eyes and said in shock: "Oh my god, there are too many masters on this planet. Just at that moment, I felt hundreds of powerful auras sweeping through this area."
Mu Yang said: "It is not difficult to understand that this is the center of the galaxy, and the Galaxy Patrol Organization relies on them to maintain the stability of the galaxy. If there were not many masters here, the entire galaxy would have been in chaos."
As he spoke, several people flew into the air, flying towards the mercenary headquarters that Hitz had mentioned before.
Beautiful scenery passed before the eyes, and accompanied by a few strong winds, a magnificent city appeared in front of Mu Yang and others.
They were hemispherical buildings, some very high, as high as two to three hundred meters, with large spherical objects on top, like lollipops, and fan-shaped aprons scattered around them.
"The technology here is really advanced."
Several people sighed as they walked into the door of the mercenary headquarters.
It was spacious and bright inside, and tables were filled with strange-looking cosmonauts.
"Mu Yang, look over there." Quietly pushed Mu Yang with his arm, and Sun Wufan pointed at a corner and shouted.
Following the direction pointed by his hand, Mu Yang saw a table in the corner of the hall, where a green-skinned figure sat with pink muscles on his arms and abdomen, and two tentacles on his forehead.
"It's a Namekian!" Mexia whispered.
"Hmm." Mu Yang narrowed his eyes, "I didn't expect to see Namekians in the center of the galaxy."
While Mu Yang and the others were talking quietly, the Namekian raised his head and looked towards Mu Yang and the others. His face still looks young, but his black eyes are full of vicissitudes of life.
"That Namekian is very old, at least more than three hundred years old." An Ning belongs to the gods of the underworld, and his eyes are particularly sensitive to the soul.
"No way, wouldn't it mean that he is of the same generation as the great elders? You can't tell that at all."
Sun Wuhan exclaimed.
Whether they are the great elders of Namek or the old gods of Earth, they are all survivors of the climate catastrophe of Namek more than 300 years ago. They are all over 300 years old, and their faces are covered with wrinkles of the years. On the other hand, the Namekian in the corner showed no signs of aging. People who didn't know better thought he was the same generation as Nairu!
An Ning said with certainty: "It's unmistakable. His soul age cannot be faked."
Mu Yang frowned and glanced at the Namekian curiously. Is there something magical about him
Shaking his head to stop thinking about this, Mu Yang and others walked to the registration desk at the mercenary hall.
"Hello, we want to register as galactic mercenaries." Mu Yang said and handed over the purple card.
The staff member was a spaceman with only one eye. He said: "A card can only register one person, and the rest of you will have to re-scan it."
"You come with me."
After the staff finished speaking, they took Muyang and the others directly into another testing room.
This is a relatively independent room. The walls are made of special alloy, and the silver light shines very brightly.
"Well, number 75421, from Northern Galaxy, name?"
"Muyang!"
"strength?"
"60,000 combat power."
The staff member raised his head, glanced at Mu Yang in surprise, and muttered: "He is quite strong."
They are not worried about someone pretending to be someone else's card, because the combat effectiveness has to be re-tested. They are not worried that people without cards are here to cause trouble, because there are too many masters here, so many that just anyone they meet may be a master with tens of thousands of combat power.
"Now attack the energy absorption device. Remember to use your full strength. Don't worry about destroying the device. The stronger you are, the more tasks you can take on and the higher your points will be."
"You want to attack with all your strength?" Mu Yang pointed to a drum-like device in the room.
"That's right."
"Okay." Mu Yang nodded, then took a deep breath and secretly shouted "Twice the Kaio Fist".
Suddenly, a dark red light was released with a powerful momentum, and the threatening whirlwind swept in all directions. The staff member seemed to be frightened by this momentum, and his eyes widened.
"Ho!"
boom!
Mu Yang raised his fist and smashed it against the wall.
Bang, bang, bang, the data on the display kept beating, and finally settled on "120,000"! With the blessing of twice the Kaio Fist, Muyang's own 60,000 combat power exerted the energy of 120,000 combat power.
"1...120,000..." The staff member stuttered a bit, carefully helped Muyang fill in the information, and then respectfully exchanged the card back.
On the Milky Way Star, there are so many masters with a combat power of over 10,000. After all, it is a place where elites from all over the Galaxy gather. However, masters with a strength of over 100,000 are already very rare here. Because the more powerful masters are, the rarer they are in the universe.
You must know that even Captain Ginyu at his peak only had a combat power of 120,000, which was enough to dominate the sphere of influence controlled by Frieza. Even if it were expanded to the entire Northern Galaxy, this strength would only be inferior to "King Crud's Strongest Force" and "Kvira Mecha Force".
"Am I registered now?" Mu Yang asked, holding the card.
"Yes, Mr. Muyang, welcome to become a member of the Metroid Warriors."
Mu Yang nodded, and then looked at Sun Wuhan and An Ning. The next step was their test. From the initial screening of good and evil to the later combat power test, Sun Wuhan showed his abilities with the blessing of Kaio Fist. 48,000 combat power, which is pretty good among the mercenary warriors of Galaxy Star.
What shocked the staff was An Ning. Although An Ning only exerted a mere 7,000 combat power - An Ning did not learn Kaio Fist on the Northern Kaiou Planet, but the Vitality Bomb, so her strength was a real normal power.
But the divine aura she revealed frightened the people around her.
The fourth-level dimensional gods are already on the same level as the King of Hell and are only lower than the four kings of the world. Even the Galaxy King of the Galaxy Patrol Organization must be polite when seeing the fourth-level gods.
"Lord God!"
The Galaxy Mercenary staff broke out in cold sweat, and their attitude became even more respectful: "Take it, this is your identity card."
"After you become a Metroid Warrior, corresponding points have been stored in the card according to your strength. These points can be used to publish tasks, redeem items or information, and can also be used to query news."
(End of chapter)