Beep! Beep beep!
The mecha emitted a frantic alarm, so Yang Bo simply shut it off.
There was a group of Mutants—at least several dozen. They had Energy Weapons and Energy Armor and stood over two meters tall, but their faces looked somewhat gorilla-like.
Yang Bo did not dare move. The radar had marked them as extremely dangerous, extremely dangerous, extremely dangerous.
Their Energy Weapons would cut through his mecha like tofu.
Someone wearing golden Energy Armor approached from the distance. Why did this person's face look somewhat like a tiger's?
The surrounding Mutants respectfully called out something. Yang Bo guessed it was their unique language.
"Calamity Star, I'm very pleased to meet you." Just as Yang Bo was wondering in shock how these people would deal with him, the Mutant in golden armor spoke. He was nearly three meters tall. Though he carried no Energy Weapon, the pair of golden gloves on his hands was especially conspicuous.
"You speak the interstellar language?" Hearing the other man shout, Yang Bo quickly typed out a reply and sent it through synthesized speech. He was a Sonic Control user himself, so naturally he would not use his own voice.
Yang Bo was using the Justice Gang Leader's Voice Module. Heh heh... "Hahaha, of course I do. We're interstellar citizens too." Tiger-Face King looked at the eight-meter-tall Third Generation Mecha. In his eyes, it was nothing more than a pile of junk.
Yang Bo continued typing. "You're not going to kill me?"
"It's just a pile of junk mecha. Hahaha, forget it. No need to say more. I'll have someone send you back to the surface right away." Tiger-Face King had wanted to say that this was not the game they were playing, but when the words reached his lips, he gave up.