Space Corruptor
"Leader, why are you looking at this old man like that?"
Seeing Gao Gong's strange gaze, Ragnar subconsciously touched his handsome old face.
In all fairness, even before they were contaminated, the Dark Elves' reputation had been considerably worse than the Miltans'. The reason was that, relying on their looks, those Dark Elves had spread their seed all over the world, earning themselves the nickname "Black Pile Drivers."
So, putting himself in the other man's place, Ragnar saw the strange look in his eyes and wondered if the other man had noticed that his old face had recovered. Perhaps he was envious of his excessive handsomeness and wanted the old man to warm his bed.
At that thought, his chrysanthemum instantly clenched.
"Swordsmanship is good. You have to practice swordsmanship."
"Yes, yes..."
"So, Brother, how about taking on a side job teaching a swordsmanship refresher course and training those Disaster brats in swordsmanship?"
Seeing that Gao Gong was not asking him to warm his bed, Ragnar immediately let out a sigh of relief.
"Of course. Naturally, that won't be a problem."
Gao Gong nodded in satisfaction and led the two of them toward the spatial bubble.
Unexpectedly, the spatial bubble was not empty. In fact, quite a few biologists were working there.
A section of a "giant radiation tree root" had split off branches as thick as water jars, which had been artificially wrapped up to create a large biological laboratory.
When the three arrived, Huang Yuanli's enormous face appeared on the surface of the root, and she said irritably:
"You had me take root here, and I did it. But I have to tell you that I need to continuously consume 'biological energy' here. I can't complete a self-circulating radiation ecosystem like I can on other planets."