"Don't move, we are black special police, raise your hands!"
While Wang Xu was in a daze, Al kicked open the door and rushed in with a ray gun.
In the room, the alien cyborg was hitting the robot with a hammer. The four clones raised their hands at the same time, and the hammer hit the ground with a clang.
"Don't shoot. I just made some cheap anthropomorphic cockpits for the worms. I didn't do anything bad!" The four alien terraforms, whose upper bodies were humans and whose lower bodies were flying saucers, honestly raised the
hand.
Al smiled coldly, took out the camera function of his mobile phone, took a photo of the alien cyborg, and sent it directly back to the Black Super SWAT headquarters.
Soon, the headquarters gave out the information that this alien modified person was called Gala, who obtained permission five years ago and became an alien living on the earth.
Two years ago, Gala was deported from the country after being arrested many times by the Black Special Police for illegally selling weapons to aliens without weapons licenses.
In the earth's database, Gala is a very talented alien scientist who should be living on the planet Dolon now. Unexpectedly, this guy has returned to the earth.
"Gala, you are suspected of illegal entry, illegal transformation, and illegal creation of human ex-shells for aliens. Is there anything else you want to say?" Al handed the phone to Wang Xu and said heroically.
Gala is a Kamisa, a very strange alien. He has one main body and three identical parts. The combination of the four parts makes him a complete Kamisa.
This kind of alien has low combat power, but it is a rare race of scientists in the universe.
Every Camisa person has four brains, commanded by one thought.
They are born with the ability to be distracted in four ways. Their four brains learn at the same time and share the knowledge they have learned with each other. They are very famous among the races in the universe.
"I know the laws of the Black Super Special Police better than you do. You can arrest me, confiscate my robot, fine me less than 10,000 federal dollars, and deport me. But, I will come back, this time
It's just that I'm unlucky. It won't be so easy to catch me next time." Gala thinks clearly and speaks in an orderly manner. At first glance, she looks like a veteran.
Al raised his eyebrows. This was the first time she had encountered such an unscrupulous criminal, but she couldn't refute him yet.
"Look, I have no weapons or injuries on me. If I am treated unfairly, I will go to your superiors to complain." Gala sat on the flying saucer and spun around a few times in front of Wang and Xu.
Then he stretched out his hand: "Okay, arrest me quickly. After I am deported, I have to come back quickly. I can't keep my customers waiting."
"This guy is so arrogant!" Al was very angry at Gala and whispered to Wang Xu.
Wang Xu nodded. Gala was often arrested by the black special police. Being arrested was just a trivial matter to him.
Catch it today, expel it from the earth tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow this guy will sneak back.
Wherever there is demand, there are many people who take risks for profit. Just like these four anthropomorphic robots prepared for the Worm Planet, they sell for 5,000 federal coins through formal channels, but only 3,000 on the black market.
After selling four robots, Gala can earn at least 10,000 yuan after excluding the cost, and the fine is just a drop in the bucket for him.
As long as there are 250,000 aliens living on the earth and this market still exists, Gala is like a mouse and you can't get rid of it.
Moreover, even if Gala is driven away, people like Sora and Yingluck will still come.
The only thing the black special police can do is to fine them if they are caught, and if they are caught, they will be fined again, which will not hurt these people.
"Al, you go outside first and I'll say a few words to him." Wang Xu stood in front of Gala and said without looking back.
Al glanced at him, wanted to say something but didn't, turned around and walked out of the room.
After Al left, Wang Xu was the only two people left in the room.
Gala was a little confused about what was going on. She turned around and looked around and asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Let me ask you a question, what level of creature can the weapon you made be able to fight against?"
"C-level creatures, creatures of this level, are enough to be called gods among those unenlightened indigenous planets!"
Gala's answer was very relaxed, but Wang Xu was very satisfied.
In the world of Black Super SWAT, most aliens are of the technological school and their own qualities are not very strong.
But this does not mean that some cosmic beasts or special races do not follow the path of physical evolution.
Throughout the universe, there are many levels that can be divided according to physical quality.
Wang Xu's danger level is E, and the level D above him is, according to his calculations, the level of a grand master.
The higher level C, which can initially leave the planet and survive in space, corresponds to Shattered Void.
In generally accepted terms, C-level people are called the strongest on the surface, and strong people above C-level are called interstellar powerhouses.
The laser guns, electromagnetic guns, ray guns, and anti-matter weapons used on Earth are as easy to deal with beings below C level as shooting turkeys with a shotgun.
But at level B, these weapons are not so useful. Just like Wang Xu is basically immune to gunpowder weapons, level B is also basically immune to these energy weapons.
According to legend, the big boss who came to Earth to preside over the ceremony to join the Interstellar Alliance was an A-level being.
An energy weapon that can blow up a small spaceship, if hit on this boss, can only knock him back at most, and it can resist nuclear bombs without any problem.
Wang Xu checked the information of the Black Super Special Police and found out that the weapons on earth can at most deal with C-level beings. Such powerful weapons are only in the hands of ace agents.
Wang Xu tried to apply, but he couldn't pass it due to his level. The only way to obtain a C-level weapon was to spend 20,000 federal coins and buy it from Jack's smuggling shop.
Unfortunately, after several large purchases and dividends given to Rabbit and others, Wang Xu no longer had any money.
If he wants to get C-class weapons, he can only slowly climb up the ranks of the Black Super SWAT team, or use some unfriendly means.
The former is time-consuming and labor-intensive, but Wang Xu doesn't want to use the latter.
Because the earth still has a lot of value for exploration, Wang Xu chose to join the Black Super Police because he felt that the earth still had a lot of potential, and for the sake of small profits, doing things here was not worth the gain.
"Build me a weapon that can destroy B-level creatures. The next time you come to Earth, I will turn a blind eye to you and make you like the smuggler Jack. What do you think?" Wang Xu?
He spoke slowly and stated a condition.
When Gala heard this, she shook her head and asked: "Do you know what a B-level creature is? It is a dangerous level that comes to the earth and is enough to destroy the earth. It is not easy to deal with them. With my technology, at most
It can help you build weapons that can resist C+ level, but it will be impossible to go higher. The existing materials on the earth are not enough to build that kind of weapon.
Don’t be disappointed yet. The C+ level weapons I made are not the kind of weapons in Jack’s shop that can barely deal with C level creatures. Instead, they can completely destroy C level creatures. One blow will destroy C level creatures and damage B level creatures.
It’s enough for you to show off your power.”
Among dangerous creatures of the same level, there are differences among themselves, and Wang Xu is also aware of this.
After hearing Gala's answer, Wang Xu fell into thinking.
C+ level weapons are enough to destroy shattered level martial arts masters. Such a trump card seems to be enough in a short time.
Gala also said before that the existing materials on earth are not enough to build B-class weapons.
If there are enough materials, Gala can barely make a weapon that is also a threat to B-level creatures.
Wang Xu's mind was spinning, and he felt that investing in Gala might be a good choice. After all, the more trump cards the better.
"Cooperate. Collusion between government and business is the way to go. Your business is illegal, so you need protection. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Of course, I am willing to pay part of the protection fee, and I am also happy to be your friend, dear Agent W."