Youyou was stunned: "Well, that makes sense. Forget it, your purpose of handing over the Tianyou number has been achieved, and there is really no need to waste time and energy anymore. Well... the other party's flagship sent a communication request. Do you want to connect it?"

Feng Xingchen rolled his eyes: "Of course you have to connect, this is the super ticket for Tianyou!"

The communication was connected, and what appeared on the big screen was a race with two hands and two legs, a significantly larger head, and surprisingly strong muscles.

This race, according to Emma's database, is the elite of the Frey tribe, a high-ranking ethnic group in the United Kingdom of Macon.

It is said that the Frey tribe has extremely developed muscle groups, and at the same level, their individual combat power is extremely strong, and even has a unique physique, making them more suitable for cultivation than many outstanding races. This is true in the Maikan United Kingdom, which advocates force. Their society

The status is second only to the royal family.

Feng Xingchen finally realized that the background of Tianyou cannot be underestimated.

In fact, when Master Bita saw Feng Xingchen for the first time, his pupils shrank involuntarily, and then he tried his best to squeeze out a smile: "Your Excellency, Captain, I am Bita, the commander of the Blood Territory Fleet. I must tell you

I would like to express my most solemn gratitude. Without your help, my fleet and the huge Tianyou Store will fall into eternal darkness and never see the light again."

"You're welcome, Commander. I am Feng Xingchen, a merchant from the Houlan tribe in the United Kingdom of Naston. Well, of course, my true identity is an adventurer."

At this time, what Feng Xingchen said was the standard Houlan language.

After his identity was exposed by Leif, he realized his own shortcomings. Then, he found time to enter the thinking space and studied hundreds of hours of Hou Lanyu. With his peak brain neuron development speed of the Great Sage Master, he studied for hundreds of hours

, enough to call yourself a linguist among the Houlan people.

"Your Excellency Feng Xingchen. I hereby solemnly invite you to be a guest on the Tianyou. Please appreciate it."

Feng Xingchen bowed slightly politely: "Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

"Okay, please follow me." After saying that, Bita closed the communication.

The flagship broke away from the fleet and, together with the Zhushen, flew towards the Tianyou. As for the other warships, they all stayed to clean up the battlefield. Here, there were dozens of vital signs. They had to rescue their comrades and collect the Yunban beast elements by the way.

And divine bones, these things are of great value.

However, with Feng Xingchen's vision, it is difficult to take into account star beasts below the massacre level, including beast king crystals and legendary level divine bones.

What's more, he didn't think the people on the Tianyou would dare to leave his spoils.

Of course others won't offend him for that little thing.

At this time, Lord Bita was talking to Bellopeng, the executive officer of Tianyou: "Executive officer, have you found any information about him?"

"From the information obtained from the login information port, we only know that this person's name is Feng Xingchen, a member of the Houlan tribe of the United Kingdom of Naston, and his identity is a businessman."

"Hou Lan tribe? No, no, no! I don't think Feng Xingchen is from the Hou Lan tribe."

"What?" Bellopen was stunned for a moment.

"Please watch." Bita transmitted a video, "This is the video of me communicating with him."

Bellopen frowned, watched this video of only 9 seconds, and shook his head: "It seems that there is no problem, right?"

"Executor, please pay attention to the roots of his hair and fingers."

Bellopen took a deep breath and turned his attention to the video again. Suddenly, he shouted "pause", and then he stood up slowly with a cautious look on his face.

On the picture, Feng Xingchen's snow-white hair and beard look extremely smooth, but due to the coincidence of light, it can be clearly seen that about two millimeters at the root are pure black.

In other words, Feng Xingchen's seemingly snow-white hair and big beard were actually dyed.

At this time, Bellopen's mouth opened wide, and his gaze gradually downwards, passing through the sky-blue pupils, fell on the slender-looking hands.

Those hands were not wearing black gloves, and the "exoskeleton" on the fingertips was exposed.

This time, he no longer believed in those blue pupils, and instantly judged that this was a member of the Shengzong Yajue clan who rarely appeared outside.

Seeing Bellopen's shocked look, Bita knew that his discovery had been recognized and asked cautiously: "Executive Officer, what do you think Feng Xingchen's identity is?"

Bellopen shook his head slightly: "That battleship must be a special type of expedition ship manufactured by the Supreme Academy of Sciences of the Holy Sect Empire with the strongest technology. Each gun has power beyond our imagination. So, judging from the battleship

, Feng Xingchen's status is not low. I estimate that he is a direct disciple of a large family of the Yajue clan who was ordered to travel abroad."

"Why a traveling disciple?"

"It is said that the Shengzong Yajue family has the highest sixth-level citizen privileges. Using their privileges, more than two hundred top families control 40% of the country's resources. These families, every thirty years, will benefit from thousands of

Among the younger generation, dozens of direct disciples with the most potential were selected, equipped with a battleship and a follower, and given a small amount of start-up capital, they were kicked out of their homes and left to fend for themselves. Only those who would become a disciple within fifty years.

Only when one battleship develops into eighty expedition fleets, or two Xuanzhou-class elites, can they be qualified to return to the family to hold core positions. It is this fierce internal competition mechanism that keeps those huge families strong.

development momentum.”

Having said this, Bellopen paused for a moment and then said: "Look at Feng Xingchen. He is a member of the Yajue tribe, but he pretends to be a Houlan tribesman to hide his identity. He only has one powerful warship that can resist the cloud-spotted beasts.

There is only one follower beside me. Apart from the traveling disciples of the Yajue clan, I can't think of any other answer."

"I understand." Bita nodded, "Then, what standards should I use to receive him?"

"Haha, this is an excellent opportunity." Bellopen laughed happily, "You don't have to worry about the reception. Remember, when you get along with him, you are never allowed to reveal his identity. Just treat him like a life-saver.

My benefactor can just pick him up from Platform 2 and land in a respectful and courteous manner."

"Don't worry!" Bita agreed and cut off the communication.

Bellopeng returned to his seat with a smile on his face and said loudly: "Send the order to arrange the reception according to the standards for receiving ninth-level civilized guests. Remember, everyone, please return to your posts and wait until I figure it out."

The purpose of landing on the Tianyou is to satisfy him as much as possible."

"Yes, Mr. Executive Officer!"

Feng Xingchen didn't know this at all.

In fact, he completely forgot that he was wearing makeup. In recent days, he was busy studying the Yusheng-class mecha. His hair naturally grew two to three millimeters, and there were flaws. He also forgot to put on his gloves, and was finally captured by someone else.

misunderstood.
Chapter completed!