Traveling Together

Jiaoer Nanluo looked at Chen Mo, who sat in a wheelchair and was far too young, his expression stirred. He had considered many possibilities, but he had never expected him to be a young humanoid.

The heir of some Top-Tier Civilization?

A prince of a Top-Tier Civilization?

Or perhaps the heir of a prominent family from a God-level Civilization?

Qing Mu Luo, standing beside him, was equally moved.

A young humanoid sitting in a wheelchair was the leader of this top-tier legion. He found it unbelievable. Yet no matter how he looked, he could not see anything special about Chen Mo.

Jiaoer Nanluo pondered the name Chen Mo. He had never heard it before, but there were countless lives in the Universe Alliance, so he considered that normal. Qing Mu Luo was also thinking. He searched through the races he knew, but he had never seen such a humanoid race, one that was a Top-level Lifeform or perhaps even a God-level Lifeform.

There were not many forces in the Universe Alliance whose legions rivaled God-level Civilizations. He had some impression of many of them, yet none had humanoid lifeforms like this.

Chen Mo's identity became mysterious in Qing Mu Luo's eyes.

"Hello, I'm Jiaoer Nanluo. How should I address you, sir? Where are you from?" Jiaoer Nanluo asked with a smile. He was more than willing to accept Chen Mo's conditions. If the Interstellar Pirates took him away, his fate would be far worse.

"Chen Mo." Chen Mo nodded to him in greeting, pretending not to hear the last question.

Jiaoer Nanluo had expected Chen Mo's reserve. Still smiling, he said, "Mr. Chen Mo, your subordinates are truly brimming with talent. They're all Top-Tier Armor Masters. In the future, you may stand alongside Tong Qing and Lei Ting."

Qing Mu