Christina knocked Jesse on the head, coughed slightly, supported her chin with one hand, and said as if nothing happened: "Tell me, do you have the answer to the question I asked you yesterday?"

Bilanchi, who was sitting on the other side of Christina, looked at Ignis with a hint of unnoticeable vigilance in her eyes. After confirming the relationship, she was not worried that Christina would be taken away, but she was still wary of approaching Christina. people.

However, it was just not obvious, and she also knew that Christina didn't like her to be like that.

"I am a cosmic treasure hunter, not a petty thief. If I can succeed in revenge, I think I will use the power you gave me to protect the weak and prevent what happened to Lysuria from happening to other planets. superior."

Ignis took a deep breath and spoke his answer seriously.

"Not bad, you're fine."

Christina was quite satisfied with Ignis's answer, "I can consider giving you the power you want, provided that you can pass my test."

"What test?"

Ignis asked cautiously.

Christina snapped her fingers and Jet appeared in the living room.

"Jet, are you interested in training him?"

"Train him? President, can he?"

Jet looked at Ignis and looked down upon him because of his thin arms and legs, which looked like a thin dog.

In his opinion, not everyone is like the president, whose thin body can burst out with terrifying power.

"Ignis, right? If you can get Jet's approval, how about I give you the power to defeat Hitram?"

Christina said, extending her hand, and Bruton fell from above and fell into her hand.

Chapter 590 Bemonstein? Bemonstein!

"He, is he..."

Ignis thought about how he had punched Diaboligu before, a spaceman with exaggerated muscles.

"He was the one who destroyed Diaboligu. With his skills, if you can get his approval, I will reluctantly agree with you and give you the power you want. How about that?"

Although Christina said this in a joking tone, he was not joking.

"I……"

Ignis looked at Jet, who was wearing a vest, revealing muscles that looked like they were made of steel, and couldn't help but wonder, "Can I do it? With his approval...".

"President, you see, this guy is totally incompetent."

Jet looked at the hesitant Ignis and waved his hands in disgust. He would rather spend more time on Bemonstein than waste time on an insignificant person.

"It seems that your obsession with revenge is nothing more than this!"

Christina spread her hands in disappointment.

"I accept it!"

Ignis gritted his teeth and accepted Christina's conditions.

"Then, I will let Bruton create a four-dimensional space and spend a hundred hours in it and one hour in the outside world. I believe you will have enough time to get Jet's approval."

Christina kneaded Bruton in her arms.

Bruton wisely stretched out the fourth-dimensional cilia and created a door on the wall that connected the fourth-dimensional space.

"President, can I take Bemenstein to the fourth dimensional space for exercise?"

Jett has not given up on Bemenstein yet. He has made many weight loss plans for Bemenstein. He does not believe that as a fitness guru, he cannot make Bemenstein lose weight.

"If Bemonstein agrees, I don't care."

Christina had long given up on the idea of ​​letting Bemonstein lose weight. If Jet could persuade Bemonstein, then it would be up to them.

"President, don't worry, I will definitely help Bemenstein lose weight!"

Jet clenched his fists with firm eyes.

I miss you when you wanted to be the strongest living being in the universe.

Christina looked at Jet, whose whole body was burning with the fire of fighting spirit. The good Space Terrorist was led astray by Titus's muscular body.

"Bemenstein..."

Ignis didn't react at first, but soon he realized that the Bemonstein in Jet's mouth was actually the big monster Bemonstein from the universe!

A blue teleportation light flashed, and Nanase Risa, whose face was as red as if she had just taken a shower, appeared in the living room, walked behind the sofa, put her hands around Christina's neck, looked at Ignis and asked:

"Sister, who is he?"

"A cosmic thief who calls himself a cosmic treasure hunter."

Christina smelled the fragrance of shower gel on Nanase Risa, rolled up a lock of black hair that fell on her shoulders with her fingers, snapped her fingers, and introduced Ignis to her.

"It's a treasure hunter! I'm really a treasure hunter!"

Ignis corrected again.

"So, where did your Victory Hypa Gun come from?"

Christina looked at the Victory Hypa Gun on Ignis's waist.

"Ah! Sister, isn't this the Victory Hypa Gun of the Elite Victory Team? Has he joined the Elite Victory Team?"

Nanase Risa said pretending to be surprised.

"How did he join the elite Victory Team? He was clearly a Victory Hypa Gun that escaped from Sheng Zhangren's research laboratory."

"Sister, is this behavior stealing?"

Nanase Risa whispered.

"I admit that it was my fault to take away the Victory Hypa Gun without authorization, but I have already tried my best to make up for the value of this gun!"

Ignis listened to the two sisters singing in unison, and his face turned red with shame. He tried hard to redeem his reputation as a treasure hunter.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Biranki shook his finger and raised his eyebrows and said: "No matter how much you make up, your Victory Hyper Gun is still stolen! Taking his things without the permission of the scientist called Sheng Zhang is stealing, right? Tina?"

Biranki looked at Christina and took the opportunity to kiss her on the face.

"Ah! She is..."

Ignis saw Biranki's movements and saw Christina's hand around her waist.

"Biranki, my lover."

Christina patted Nanase Lisa's hand, "Nanase Lisa, my sister."

"Nanase..."

Ignis' mind appeared the figure of an elite Victory team member wearing glasses, with little expression on his face and few words.

"Is she really your sister? You don't look alike..."

Ignis looked at Nanase Lisa, then looked at Christina. Even if it was a genetic mutation, it is impossible for her race to change, right?

"You can think of it as a sister who is closer than a real sister."

Christina's hand was on the back of Nanase Lisa's hand.

Nanase Lisa narrowed her eyes and buried her face in Christina's hair.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Are you ready to accept Jet's devil trial? If you can get his approval, I will give you the power to easily defeat Hitram."

Christina finished speaking and waited for Ignis's answer.

Four-dimensional space

"The Bemonstan you are talking about is... the giant monster Bemonstan!!!"

Ignis opened his eyes wide and looked at the 100-meter-high Bemonstan. His voice couldn't help but rise and twist. His trembling fingers pointed at it, then pointed at himself, and looked at Jet, with an expression of "Are you kidding?"

"You, no, are you sure you want me to exercise with it?"

Ignis looked at Jet with a hint of pleading in his eyes, hoping that he would tell him that this Bemonstan was just here for a walk and would leave soon, not with him.

Bemonstan of this size is really the largest Bemonstan he has ever seen in his life. It is the only one. Apart from it, he has never seen a Bemonstan that can grow so big normally.

You know, Bemonstan's food is energy!

Who else can be so arrogant as to use energy to feed Bemonstan? For rich people, raising a Bemonstan that can't fill its stomach will also make them poor.

"Quack?"

Bemonstan tilted his head when he looked down at the little Ignis. Since accepting Jet's weight loss exercise, it feels that its body has become much stronger and it tastes better when eating.

"Do you have any opinions?"

Jet made a pose, and his muscles bulged all over his body, which made Ignis regret agreeing to Christina's conditions.

Where on earth did I come to? Can I leave alive?

I want to escape! I must escape!

Ignis looked at the gate in the distance that could leave the four-dimensional space, and he had the idea of ​​rushing over to escape from here.

Jet seemed to have sensed his thoughts. He waved his hand and a trillion-degree fireball emitting blazing temperatures burned in front of the gate. The temperature emitted was enough to melt the gate, but the gate was not hurt at all.

This shows that his control over Jetton's signature skill, the trillion-degree flame, has reached the level of perfection.

"President, hand you over to me. I will let you accept my trial. Don't think of leaving privately until I am sure you can't do it."

Jet retracted his hand under Ignis's horrified eyes, clenched his hands into fists, and his vest was broken, revealing his muscles that were carved like steel by knives and axes.

"If you want to get power, you have to make enough efforts. If you can't even do this, you still want to ask the president to give you power? Don't dream!

If you want to get power, you have to fight for it with your own efforts. You don't even have this awareness, and you still want me to recognize you! Don't dream!"

Jet pointed at Ignis, and with a whoosh, the trillion-degree fireball burning in front of the gate went out.

"If this is your realization, you can leave!"

"I won't leave! I won't leave until I get your approval!"

Ignis clenched his fists and looked at Jet with a firm look.

"Nice look, then, let's get started!"

Jet was very satisfied with Ignis's look. If he left through that door like that, he believed that the president would never give him the power.

In the living room, Christina watched the TV station report on the abnormal situation that happened on the sea yesterday.

"Sister, why did you help him?"

After learning what happened, Lisa Nanase rested her head on Christina's legs, staring at her with a pair of big eyes full of curiosity without blinking.

"I didn't want to help him, he came to me on his own initiative." Christina touched Nanase Lisa's hair, "If you don't save yourself, God won't help you. If you don't save yourself, no one will save you. He is craving for power, and I don't want the power I give him to be used for meaningless things."

"Then...what if he doesn't get Jet's approval?"

Nanase Lisa knows very well how stubborn Jet, the muscular guy, is. If he doesn't approve, then he really won't approve of the man named Ignis.

"If Jet doesn't approve, I won't give him power, it's that simple."

Christina tapped Nanase Lisa's nose.

"Speaking of which, Erol, shouldn't you explain it to me?"

Christina lifted her legs slightly and pinched Erol's hair with her toes.

"President, Erol... What's wrong with Erol?"

Erol trembled and blinked innocently.

"What's wrong?"

Christina flicked her toes upwards, and Erol fell into her hands.

"People have come home, and you didn't tell me?"

"Ah! Erol thought that the maker told you! It's all the maker's fault! He was bad and didn't tell you, President!"

Erol rolled his eyes and put the blame on Brad without hesitation, as if he would lose a lot if he hesitated for a second longer.

(Brad: I have no objection.)

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