"No, I can transmit it to you directly."
Pybara was startled for a moment, then showed a meaningful smile.
"Speaking of which, I wrote all the books on this planet."
"???"
Wumu looked at Pybara in surprise and couldn't believe it.
Isn't it?! The history of your planet begins with you?
Pybara looked at Wumu's shocked face, feeling secretly proud in his heart, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.
He has always felt that Wumu's expression was too indifferent, as if nothing could move him.
Now that I finally saw him showing such a surprised expression, I couldn't help but feel a little satisfied.
"That's right! Didn't I say that?" Pybara shrugged slightly, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes, "Actually, the other residents on my planet are all differentiated by me."
He took a sip of black tea and said expressionlessly, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.
"Uh..." Wumu was speechless for a moment, with various thoughts swirling in his mind.
This setting is too outrageous!
However, he remembered that there seemed to be two versions of Yardratian in the original work, one with a wrinkled face, and another with the catfish in front of him.
"Then I'll trouble you to transmit it."
"No trouble, no trouble."
Pybara responded with a smile.
It turned out that I was looking for him for this matter. I should have told him earlier and sent him away after finishing it.
As he spoke, Pybara closed his eyes, clasped his hands together gently, and began to gather his aura. The shadow gradually appeared in front of him, and the outline of the library gradually became clear, and then it suddenly entered Wumu's mind.
"Okay, nothing's wrong, just don't be an eyesore to me."
Pybara opened his eyes, curling his lips casually with a trace of disdain, but there was a hint of imperceptible tenderness in his eyes.
Wumu didn't feel anything after receiving the transmission from the library.
He knows that he may need to read and digest this knowledge by himself.
So, he drank the black tea in one gulp, and the warm tea liquid slid down his throat. He stood up and looked at Pybara firmly, and said in a serious tone:
"Then I'll say goodbye. If you encounter Earthling in the future, please help me take care of it."
Pybara smiled slightly and waved his hand, indicating that he already knew.
There was a trace of reluctance in his eyes, but he didn't want to show it.
After all, Wumu's departure means that he has to return to that lonely life.
Seeing this, Wumu turned around, took Ganazi and Instant Transmission, and teleported to East Galaxy.
East Galaxy.
In the boundless starry sky, East Galaxy is like a bright ribbon, connecting countless galaxies.
At this moment, Wumu is wrapped in silver-white arrogance, like a bright planet, with Ganazi and Raditz beside him.
The three of them were floating in the void, and the stars around them were shining with faint light, as if they were silently watching their every move.
"Where is the end of East Galaxy?"
Wumu frowned and murmured.
"There is absolutely no direction."
"Master Wumu, do you think it is possible to head towards the absolute east?"
Ganazi suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with light.
"Hmm! It's possible, thanks to you, Ganazi."
Wumu nodded, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"Hey hey..."
Just when Wumu was about to cast Instant Transmission again, he caught a glimpse of a figure in the distance.
It was a silver-haired boy with a watermelon head that looked particularly eye-catching.
He was wearing the Cosmic Patrol team uniform with a blue ring hanging around his neck, looking handsome and energetic.
That is Merus, the younger brother of the Angel Clan, Whis.
"Huh?"
"What's wrong? Lord Wumu?"
Ganazi noticed something strange about Wumu and asked with concern, frowning slightly.
"Nothing, let's go."
Wumu It is clear that East Galaxy is the territory of Galactic Patrol, and Merus is responsible for this area.
Now is not the time to make contact, let's take a look at the opportunity mentioned by Grand Elder.
With the operation of Wumu, their figures quickly disappeared in the starry sky, as if they had never existed.
Merus turned back, his eyes wandering in the empty universe, his heart full of doubts.
"I just felt like I felt a strange aura of a god peeking at me."
Merus frowned slightly and thought to himself.
Although he felt uneasy about this aura, he knew that as a member of Cosmic Patrol, catching the space bandits was his current mission.
"No matter what, let's arrest these space bandits first!"
Merus was firm in his heart, with a smile on his lips, driven by a sense of justice.
He thought that he would leave other things to his brother to deal with.
In a hidden corner of the planet East Galaxy, several space bandits are gathering together, plotting their next plan in a low voice.
The starry sky was like a curtain, and the bright stars twinkled above their heads, reflecting their cunning faces.
The figures of the robbers intertwined in the faint starlight, and their whispers echoed like ghosts, discussing how to plunder precious resources from nearby galaxies.
"Hey, I heard that there are rich mineral deposits on this planet, and we can make a lot of money in just one night."
One of the robbers had greed in his eyes and a sinister smile on his lips.
"Don't forget, the guards behind you are chasing you like hyenas." Another robber reminded coldly.
"What does it matter? If you move faster, you might be able to escape."
At this moment, Merus's figure cut through the night sky like a shooting star and suddenly appeared in their sight.
"You space bandits, stop it!"
The robbers looked at each other, then smiled ferociously.
They had never seen such a young guard, and they secretly despised him.
The leading robber waved his hand disdainfully, with a mocking smile on his lips, "Boy, don't ask for trouble, get out of here!"
Merus felt a rage in his heart, and he knew that the existence of justice could not be underestimated.
"You ignore the existence of justice, then let me teach you a lesson!"
Before he finished speaking, the battle broke out instantly.
The robbers rushed towards Merus like beasts, their fists raining down on him, and energy waves drew arcs in the air.
Merus quickly dodges, his body is like a leaf in the wind, agile and elegant.
He shuttled under the starry sky, sometimes turning sideways and sometimes retreating, easily dodging attacks.
"This kid is quite nimble!" the leader of the robbers thought to himself, but he didn't expect that Merus's counterattack was already ready to go.
The energy beam in his hand condensed and formed instantly, like a shooting star, and was launched towards all the bandits.
At the same time, the energy beam in his hand was instantly condensed and launched towards all the bandits.
"Ah!"
The robbers let out a scream, and the shock on their faces was instantly replaced by fear. They had nowhere to escape, and their bodies were hit by the powerful energy and hit the ground with a dull sound, and then they fainted.
Merus stepped forward, handcuffed them, locked them in the cosmic cube, and then left.
At the end of East Galaxy, Wumu stood in front of the crack in the void, looking a little confused.
His eyes penetrated the darkness, and his mind was full of thoughts. "Is this the opportunity that can make me a god?"
"Master Wumu, do you want to give up?"
Ganazi persuaded from the side, with a trace of lingering fear in his eyes, uneasiness in his voice, and his eyes unconsciously glanced towards the crack.
"It doesn't matter."
Wumu's voice was calm and firm. Although there was a trace of uneasiness deep in his heart, he understood that in order to speed up the pace and take that step, he had to take risks.
A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he had made up his mind.
Take a step towards the crack in the void.
"There is Forgotten Land!"