Rubbing nuclear bombs with your hands, you say you are the weakest in science and technology?

"Mr. Zhou, please here, please here. "

The fat man from the front and two command staff led the way to the registration point.

Zhou Han looked around curiously.

Although this is a port for outsiders called docking spaceships, there is a very strong sense of déjà vu

Let's not mention that the galactic people look almost the same as the earthlings.

And the decoration here can't be said to be no.

It has to be said that there is no decoration at all.

It is surrounded by barbed wire fences, and there are no signs inside the port.

Even the ground is not cement, but paved with fine gravel.

It's a bit of a trick to walk up.

It's like the kind of illegal black-hearted parking lot in an unknown corner on the earth with particularly black fees.

Time.

Zhou Han thought that he had not gone out of the earth at all.

And let's be honest.

If it weren't for the battleship's defense system being too advanced, Zhou Han wouldn't even feel comfortable stopping it here.

Otherwise.

At night, who knows if someone will secretly take it apart and unload the parts.

After talking.

Zhou Han knew that the middle-aged fat man who picked him up was a group leader.

The other two were members of his team.

And this port is really just a port.

It is one of the many ports of the galactic planet.

Due to the large number of people coming to the galactic planet, more than a dozen large and small ports have been opened.

Here relatively speaking.

Just the most remote one.

After understanding the basic situation, Zhou Han nodded to indicate that he understood.

Dare to feel that this is driving to a remote suburb.

...

Registration room.

The middle-aged man said with a smile:

"Mr. Zhou, you are level 67, right?

Zhou Han looked at the paper teacup on the table in front of him, and inside was the deep purple tea that was bubbling up.

Are you sure you won't die if you drink this thing

?" "Then this gentleman, what level are you?" Haier

stood behind Zhou Han and said with a bad face: "120." "

After all, except for Zhou Han.

Others, pirates from the Second Civilization, are ants in their eyes.

The middle-aged man was shocked in his heart after hearing this.

Level 120?! The first talent of the galaxy planet level 125

! This level 120 top professional actually acts as a bodyguard for a level 67 person?!

Although Haier is only level 120

, he is a person of the second civilization.

His level 120 strength is far from being comparable to the level 125 of the galactic planet.

...

Registration ended quickly.

The middle-aged man said with some hesitation: "That Mr. Zhou, the matter of the parking fee..." Zhou

Han raised his eyebrows, slapped the table and said: "Still want money?!

According to the regulations, there is a fee..." The

middle-aged man was in a dilemma.

Not only are there fees here, but they are also huge.

It is not at all something that a group leader like him can avoid, and the parking fee is still a huge income for the galactic planet.

After all, this is a galaxy planet, as the master, it is not too much to ask you for a little more entrance fee, right?

"No money!"

Zhou Han said the truth.

He really doesn't have the money he uses on this planet.

The middle-aged man naturally saw it, but because of the problem of face, he couldn't say it directly, so he said tactfully:

"Mr. Zhou, the official recommendation of our

planet is that it is best to register with the space bank when coming to the galaxy planet, so that you can use your planet's currency into the system of the space bank, so that it is more convenient to go anywhere."

Moreover, it can be used not only on galactic planets, but also on other planets that have joined the Cosmic Bank.

Zhou Han nodded thoughtfully, so that it was indeed more convenient to go anywhere.

"Where is the Cosmic Bank?"

the middle-aged man immediately said, "I sent the map of the galaxy planet to your light brain, so that you can directly query where you go." "

It stands to reason.

This map is paid for in the hands of middle-aged men.

If outsiders want this map, they must buy it from him, at least a good Holy Spirit-level equipment to buy it.

Don't buy it?

It doesn't matter.

This is a remote suburb

, not to mention that there is no transportation nearby, you can't even see a person!

Count me as losing.

Of course.

In the face of Zhou Han, he did not dare to ask for money.

Even the parking fee can be owed by him first, and he can pay it when he leaves.

...

Get a detailed map of the galaxy planet.

Zhou Han got up and left here with Haier.

As the saying goes.

Send the Buddha to the west, lick people until they are finished.

The middle-aged man immediately said that he would direct the ship to send Zhou Han to a nearby teleportation station.

After all, it takes almost a small amount of time to walk over.

"Okay, then let's go. Zhou

Han unceremoniously and directly agreed, anyway, if you don't spend money, you are a white.

Refreshing.

Come to the place where the spaceship was parked just now.

The spacecraft waiting in line here have long been dissatisfied, and many people choose to open the cockpit door and shout.

"Wait for me a little longer!"

the middle-aged man replied, and the others were even more dissatisfied.

"When can we stop, I've been waiting for a day

!" "Why let him cut the queue?! The spaceship is amazing

!" "That is, why are you still treated differently! Find your leader, I will complain about you!" The

middle-aged man snorted when he saw this, and nodded to the group members.

The two team members immediately nodded on the light brain.

Suddenly.

The gravel ground around the barbed wire fence suddenly cracked, and more than a dozen exaggerated huge barrels extended from the ground.

Judging by the styling.

This is a very high-tech energy pulse cannon, and it is also the most lethal kind for vehicles.

After all, this is a place to receive outsiders.

Many of these outsiders are savage and combative, and some necessary deterrence measures must still exist.

These set the top technology of Galaxy Planet.

The fully automatic follow-up pulse cannon that can smash the spaceship with one blow is a deterrent!

Otherwise, there would not be only these few commanders here, and there would be no guards and security guards with guns.

It was pointed at by more than a dozen giant cannons around him.

Suddenly.

The entire docking ground instantly fell silent, and the open hatches were closed.

These people are not Zhou Han, and the middle-aged man naturally does not give them face, so his face is gloomy and coldly snorted:

"Give a face without face, right? Just this is my leader, who wants to complain just now?

You savage natives, really treat yourself as a character, and give you a shot when you

are crooked!"

He turned his head to look at Zhou Han and said with a fawning expression:

"Sorry Mr. Zhou, the natives I just mentioned, of course, do not include you two, you two are very welcome guests on our galaxy planet. "

The people near the dock were dumbfounded.

You don't even pretend, do you

? We are alien natives, and he is a very welcome guest?!

Under everyone's gaze, the three left here in a command ship....