Everyone gathered on the wide deck belonged to various human races from across the universe.
They looked just like people from Earth, but they all had strange appearances.
There were all kinds of builds, tall and short, fat and thin. Some were seductive men like Su Mali, while others were like Suo Dun.
They were humanoid creatures with unknown starry skies and monster bloodlines inside them.
But they all had one thing in common: extremely well-developed muscles.
Ye Yang, wearing flip-flops and a loose T-shirt, looked completely out of place among them.
"Hey, hey, hey! Who are you? Which backwater planet did you crawl out of, you dumbass? How dare you call King Hua Ye by his name?!"
"What's wrong with this guy? He's dressed like that and still dares to join King Hua Ye's army? How'd he pass the enlistment physical and get on board?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down. Maybe he's got connections!"
"He's so weird. Can he even fight in that outfit? Why is so much of his skin exposed? How strange. What civilization is he from? Those shoes on his feet look like they offer no protection at all!"
"He's got some nerve. Lord Wutong is coming. Everyone, quiet!"
The burly men around Ye Yang, clad in armor and carrying all kinds of melee weapons, chattered among themselves.
Gradually, they edged away from Ye Yang.
They cleared a patch of open space around him.
Leaving Ye Yang in the middle of a circle of empty deck.
"Hey, can't you understand me? Hello! Lei hou! Sawadika! Ohayou gozaimasu! You damn idiots!"
Ye Yang watched everyone silently move away from him and scratched the back of his head.
He glanced at them, puzzled. Then, struck by an idea, he reached into the Dimensional Pocket in his pocket and