The plug-in sent by the Primrose

Author: Youjiu L

The plug-in sent by the Primrose

Izam's narrow eyes stared at the Thunder Eagle gunboat, and was extremely angry.

If it weren't for this group of damn humans, she wouldn't have had to make a cocoon in a hurry.

It will not appear as a cocoon-building process, which is like a dragon or dragon.

However, it was her intentional appearance as a semi-human.

Yakio Osawa looks too bulky and is powerless when facing a warrior like Lu Mingfei who is highly mobile and highly killed.

Now, it is time to liquidate these untouchables' crimes of disobedience.

Izhanamei waved her sword and endless thunder formed in the sky, turning into a mad dragon with its teeth and claws to bite the Thunder Eagle gunboat.

Various instruments in the cabin were emitting crackling sparks, but Lu Mingfei was calm.

Only precision instruments are susceptible to electric shocks, but the design of the Thunder Eagle gunboat is only very technologically compatible. The essence is that it is actually stupid, big, black and thick, highlighting the strong and durable.

Sure enough, after a lightning strike, although wisps of black smoke emerged from the cabin, the body was not affected at all.

Izanami frowned deeply. What kind of thing is this that can stand firm under the attack dominated by Cang Lei.

Could it be the latest alchemy product developed by humans?

She looks down on humans, but she also values ​​humans.

Izarmi knew very well the potential of these monkeys who dared to steal the power of the dragon clan in various ways, otherwise she would not have used various promises to convince humans to join her army that rebeled against the Black King.

A population that is not strong enough is not even qualified to be cannon fodder.

However, her evaluation of human beings only ends here.

It's just alchemy products, but some weird tricks.

The authority she holds is the ultimate of the world.

Izana's American Thunder Eagle gunboat opened its five fingers, and the Spirit of Heaven and Earth Furnace was activated again.

The White King, who had been cocooned once, had further gained control over Yan Ling. The armor made by Tao Steel could not resist Long Wen's power and began to distort and transform.

If this trend continues, everyone will be squeezed into meat sauce by this steel grave.

At this critical moment, Lu Mingfei finally made up his mind.

He took out the miniature chanting platform and said to Yuan’s teenage girl.

"Start."

"yes."

Yuan Chiu, who had red eyes, nodded and activated the Speech Spirit Dream Tapir.

Lu Mingfei's consciousness once again sinks into the dream, and countless pieces of dreams pass by his eyes.

Some made him unforgettable, some made him heartbroken, and some made him extremely angry.

But these are not what Lu Mingyi needs. What he needs now is the memory in the genes and the legacy left to him by his father of genes.

"Sacred Emperor, please guide me."

Lu Mingfei prayed silently in his heart.

A golden dot of light jumped out of his chest and penetrated into the darkness.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Lu Mingfei said sincerely, and then let his consciousness enter the darkness.

"Sir, call me."

The warrior wearing gray power armor came to the primordial body and lowered his head slightly.

The Primrose does not like to be worshipped, so this kind of etiquette is abolished in both its home planet and the legion.

"No. 5, I heard that your psychic talent is not high."

The Primrose said.

"Yes, sir. When I was a mortal, my psychic talent was only Sigma level, and after becoming a Space Marine, I was only Cauchy level."

No. 5 said frankly.

The Empire divided the psychics into 24 levels, and Cauchy ranked 14th.

Among ordinary people, this is already a very high level and needs to be closely monitored or executed directly.

But in the legion that is generally sensitive to psychic energy, this level can be said to be unprecedentedly low.

"Do you regret this?"

The Primrose asked with interest.

"There are some, but not many. I believe that I can serve the Legion and the Empire regardless of my talent."

No. 5 asked.

The Primrose was satisfied with his answer and nodded in praise.

Primrose has learned about the life of this warrior. He was rescued from an illegal cloning experimental base. In that batch, his number was No. 5.

After becoming a Space Marine, someone suggested that he change his name, but was rejected by No. 5.

Only by remembering past experiences can you understand the preciousness of the present.

Primros appreciated his words very much.

"I should be able to guess that I didn't call you to come to humiliate you."

"Yes, sir."

No. 5 nodded.

His cloned gene comes from a famous scholar, which gives him a genius IQ.

"My psychic energy has allowed me to foresee something. In the future, there may be one of your brothers who need my help. But my strength is born with no way to teach him."

The Primrody said helplessly.

He and his brothers are the descendants created by the Emperor himself, and are born the most powerful creatures in the Milky Way.

They have had unrivaled power since their infancy, and even beasts that can kill Space Marines can be killed at will.

But this also makes it difficult for them to impart their strength to others because they cannot learn it at all, especially in terms of psychic energy.

"So you found me, right? Sir."

No. 5 said.

"Yes, your company commander recommended you to me, and he said you are very knowledgeable about the fine use of psychic energy."

The Primros nodded.

"That's right, sir."

No. 5 said not modestly.

"So are you willing to impart knowledge to your future brother?"

The Primrose asked.

"It's my honor, sir. In fact, I'm writing a related book and hopefully it will be collected by the Legion's library."

No. 5 said.

"Your brother probably won't understand your writing very well."

The Primrose smiled.

Lu Mingfei was a little embarrassed by the side. He was indeed not talented in spiritual energy, not only practically but also theoretically.

"Then how can I help him?"

No. 5 asked.

"Let your mind go, and I will pass your knowledge directly into his mind."

Primrose said to him, but his eyes looked in Lu Mingfei's direction.

"I understand, sir."

No.5 walked to the front of the original body, squatted down on one knee, and exposed the top of his head without any warning.

"Don't rely on it too much, you don't have many opportunities to use it."

Primros said softly, then pressed his hand on No. 5's head.

"Warning, warning, inner armor damage rate is 70%.

Amid the rapid alarm, Lu Mingfei opened his eyes.
To be continued...