Non-human Gene Complex

What is the concept of a wormhole on the earth leading to an uninhabited planet?

No country will give up such interests, including those small countries, which are trying their best to fight for it.

The wormhole is in Mauritania. For this small African country, it is a matter of fate.

After the intermediate adjustment of CANC, the ocean planet is handed over to all countries to jointly develop, but they don't care about the specific benefit distribution, and each country has its own method for benefit distribution.

No news about the wormhole will be released to the public until the distribution is complete.

Because it is a wormhole, no matter which country it is in, it belongs to all mankind. Once it is made public, public opinion will require every country to have a wormhole fairly.

This is unfavorable to a big country, so the first thing to ask is that no one is allowed to announce the wormhole.

Lan Mu watched the whole world still live peacefully, and the turmoil in the dark had nothing to do with the people.

What they pay attention to is all kinds of entertainment news, interesting and cool things.

During the flight of transforming into a blood race, Lan Mu passed over the barracks, mentally looking for Fang Moqi's figure.

After mentally searching for a long time, he finally found Fang Moqi among the soldiers in Morocco.

"You turned yourself into a black man, and you still look good."

Under Lan Mu's diligent search, Fang Moqi's disguise was seen through.

"Old Fang, do you plan to serve as a soldier in the future?" Lan Mu's voice sounded directly in Fang Moqi's mind.

Fang Moqi was taken aback, then quietly retreated into the dark, and slipped out of the barracks after a few ups and downs. The Moroccan army's defenses were full of loopholes.

"Where are you?"

Fang Moqi looked around, and suddenly a hand patted him on the shoulder, it was Lan Mu.

Lan Mu said: "The matter is settled, let them fight for the rest."

"Solved? I just found out what's going on! By the way, is that griffin really your mount?" Fang Moqi said.

Lan Mu touched his nose and said, "Yeah, it's useless, so it should be a messenger."

"Where is it? It looks good, let me take a look."

"Forget it, I sent it to another place, and I will talk about it later when I have a chance."

The topic changed, and Lan Mu asked, "Have you seen any aliens?"

"I see, the whole person is hidden in thick clothes, as if afraid of being poisoned to death by our air." Fang Moqi said.

Lan Mu asked, "How did he die?" He stayed in the space ring for six days, so he didn't know about it. Fortunately, Fang Moqi got mixed up in the base in advance.

Fang Moqi said: "That person named Chaiwala just said a word with the microphone, the alien seemed to be hit by something, flew upside down and disappeared in less than half a second."

After listening to Fang Moqi's description, Lan Mu pondered for a moment. He knew that it was a black hole through train.

I just didn’t expect that I only need to see the target, and then say to the microphone: welcome to take the through train to the black hole, and it will take effect directly.

"There is no car at all, or the car is invisible, and it can directly drive people into the black hole with commands?"

Lan Mu guessed that this ability is really unsolvable and terrifying for humans, but fortunately, the flaw is that it is invalid for non-humans.

"There is no threat to me, don't worry about it."

Lan Mu put the matter aside, and left Mauritania with Fang Moqi directly.

Throughout Africa, there are very few wild shelters.

Because the government here is chaotic, the power of CANC is huge, and the corresponding containment measures are more perfect.

I used a treasure hunting mouse to sense it, and there were only two contained objects in the wild.

For a continent, this number is very small. According to the map, one is in Niger and one is in Soma.

"These two places, one is the area with the worst famine, and the other is the area with the most chaotic law and order."

Lan Mu shook his head, and Fang Moqi first flew to Egypt, then transferred to Djibouti, and then flew to Mogadishu, the capital of Soma.

Pirates are rampant here, and the government can almost ignore it. Even the capital is known as the capital of terror, where violence and terrorism are everywhere, and the whole city is full of danger.

This country follows the law of the jungle. As long as you are strong, you can enclose land and become the emperor of the land.

Not to mention the locals. In the past, foreigners basically didn't hire seven or eight bodyguards with guns, just to die.

Even so, there is no guarantee that you will not be attacked. If you hire bodyguards from this country, you may directly join forces with the locals to turn against the water.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Lan Mu and Fang Moqi got off the plane. There were very few passengers on the plane, and they were basically people from nearby cities or countries. The only passengers who were not black were two Portuguese men.

After chatting, it turned out that the two men went to Mogadishu for filming, and wanted to record the real life conditions in Mogadishu.

The plane landed very bumpy. Fang Moqi said: "Every time the locals land, they have to pray that nothing will happen. The plane is dilapidated, and the airport does not have any ground security measures. There are no runway lights or control towers here. If you are unlucky, you may be attacked and crashed by the Youth Army.”

Lan Mu smiled lightly, as expected of the city of danger.

Everyone except the two of them breathed a sigh of relief when we got off the plane and thanked God, Allah, or the Archangel Gabriel.

The next step is to fill out the entry form and stamp the passport and other trivial matters.

Instead, the reception staff at the airport asked seriously and seriously: "Do you want to provide security? An armed security guard only costs two hundred dollars a day."

"Of course, we need five bodyguards!" The two Portuguese men decisively handed over the money and selected five black armed security guards.

"What about you?" They asked Lan Mu again.

Lan Mu saw that the security guards to be selected were thin and dark, wearing white shirts, carrying guns and looking like armed guerrillas.

"Forget it, I don't need it." Just kidding, does Lan Mu need to bring a bunch of burdens? He is now in the white-haired Dante form, and ordinary people pose no threat to him.

But obviously, others don’t think so. They think that the white-haired Chinese in front of them don’t understand Mogadishu. Without a gun, there is no sense of security here. Without protection, their lives and property cannot be guaranteed at all. Don't count on the police.

"Sir, you may not believe us. We are a security company arranged by the Soma government for foreign friends. You only need to pay a small fee to get protection. Without our protection, your situation is too dangerous... "The receptionist is still persuading.

Lan Mu was amused when he heard this, and after a long time, this was the official security arrangement arranged by the government.

In the capital of any other country in the world, as soon as you get off the plane, an official will tell you: We are very dangerous here, please spend money to hire bodyguards, otherwise your safety cannot be guaranteed.

Wonderful country.

"No need, I already have bodyguards." Lan Mu said with a smile, and at the same time pointed to Fang Moqi beside him.

Seeing Lan Mu saying this, Fang Moqi couldn't help giving him a blank look.

The receptionist was taken aback, looked at Fang Moqi, and said with disdain: "This is far worse than our young man. You must be perfunctory. This is irresponsible for your own life! You don't even have a gun, how can you guarantee it?" Your safety?"

But Lan Mu was firm and said, "Even without a gun, he is still the best bodyguard."

The receptionist said with a cold face: "Although you insist, you can't do without a gun. If you really don't believe us, we can provide guns and ammunition here, and you and your bodyguards can also protect yourself."

After finishing speaking, he pushed open the door of the room with a swish. It was filled with all kinds of firearms, and the boxes on the ground were also filled with grenades and bullets.

The eyes of the two Portuguese men lit up, and they yelled and went in to pick up guns.

Lan Mu shook his head and smiled secretly, the Soma government treats this place as a business, right?

They are introducing bodyguards and selling guns. They all feel that their country is too dangerous.

"Who said I don't have a gun?" Lan Mu said, and directly took out two guns from his coat, which were crimson and azure.

The two guns were hung directly on the waist, and placed in the most conspicuous position. Lan Mu and Fang Moqi walked out of the airport directly, ignoring

"you……"

The receptionist was cursing. In his opinion, these two Chinese were fools and idiots.

"Two people dare to come to Mogadishu with two pistols. It seems to be cheaper for 'Hawkeye'. I have never seen foreigners who are so stingy and do not take life seriously. You will regret it when you enter the city. !"

The receptionist muttered a few words, and simply wholeheartedly sold guns to the two Portuguese.

p.s: Please give me time to adjust, I am just a novice, please understand, thank you.