Sheyan shrugged in response to the attitude of the Protoss leader. He did not think that he was a cute and lucky invincible baby. The people of Earth had to revolve around him, and everyone had to build a good relationship with him. Obtaining the right to freely enter and exit the Protoss base was already enough for him to achieve his desired goal.
For Sheyan, looking for a deliberately hidden Dark Templar on this vast Lost Temple Planet was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Instead of that, he might as well follow the Protoss army and wait for an opportunity to move. By hiding himself within the Protoss army, he would be able to attack or retreat at will. That way, he would be able to defend himself and attack at will. That way, it would not be a bad idea.
The sky had already darkened. The Protoss Astral Hub was located at the highest point of the entire Protoss base. From Sheyan's point of view, the whole base was shimmering with faint blue light. The streamlined building lines and the pale blue exterior were the mainstream tones. If the murderous patrolling Zealots and Dragoons were ignored, the base really did have a mysterious, noble and elegant beauty.
A group of patrolling Zealots passed by. When they saw Sheyan, a human, standing in their holy land, they immediately surrounded him in a standard fan-shaped formation. They rubbed their fists angrily and drew their particle lightsabers one after another. But soon, the aura of the mark left by Uraki intimidated them. They apologized sincerely, half-knelt on the ground to show their submission and dignity to the hero unit, and then left.
Sheyan had been waiting outside for nearly an hour. At this time, he saw that on the plains at night, despite the biting cold, not only were there specks of light on the Protoss buildings, which looked like a dream, there were also mournful cries on the plains where the bloody battle had taken place during the day. They floated in the air, as if they were weeping and complaining.
At the same time, a large number of fist-sized balls of light rose from the cracks on the plains. Sheyan had seen these things before. They should be the so-called Devil's Eyeballs. They embellished the seemingly desolate and cold plains during the day with a sense of mystery, desolation and magnificence.
Sheyan could not help but check his loot from today's battle again. Because it was very difficult to find a completely "pure" untainted target, he only managed to get two or three pieces of white and blue equipment, all of which were given to G-Spot. He had also obtained some scattered soul crystals from the insectoids, which might be of some use to him.
After waiting for a while longer, Sheyan could feel the temperature plummeting rapidly. Even with his physique, he could feel the chill piercing into his skin like needles if he stood outside without moving. Therefore, he wasn't willing to wait any longer.
At that moment, ripples suddenly appeared on the door of the Star Hub. Sokada, still as vigorous as ever, walked out, his red cloak fluttering in the wind. He looked around and laughed wildly when he saw Sheyan.
"You're definitely no match for me now. The great leader just gave me great power again!"
Sheyan must have sparred with Sokada before. He was slightly stronger than Sokada in terms of strength, but Sokada was very fast, so their basic strength was about the same. Of course, that was only their basic strength. Now that he heard Sokada's words, Sheyan was delighted and immediately wanted to spar with him.
Sokada reached out and grabbed Sheyan's hand. After the two of them grabbed each other's hand, they immediately began to exert their strength! This was a pure collision of muscles against muscles, a direct contest of strength against strength!!
Sheyan clearly had the advantage in strength, but he could feel that Sokada seemed to have become a different person. When he grabbed Sheyan's hand, the muscles all over his body hidden under the armour were pulsing. Although Sheyan was exerting his strength, his strength was like a high-speed heavy truck crashing down from a high place. In front of him was a long, bumpy steep slope. Sokada cleverly negated his strength!
Then, Sokada actually launched a counterattack before Sheyan could recover from his previous attack. He grabbed Sheyan's shoulders with both hands and flung him away!
Sheyan's back slammed heavily against the building behind him. He pressed his palm against the ground and climbed to his feet agilely. He immediately saw a large number of cracks appearing on the smooth floor under Sokada's feet. He immediately understood what had happened.
"You transferred my strength to the surface?"
Sokada laughed. He walked over and put his arm around Sheyan's shoulder.
"Come on, let's go. I'll take you to try our best drink!"
Walking through the Protoss base that was full of illusions, sharp and high-tech colours, Sheyan saw light spots floating by from time to time. It was too much for his eyes to take in. He saw that many Dragon Knights liked to surround the crystal towers without moving, so he curiously asked Sokada what was going on.
It turned out that the bodies of the Dragon Knights were mechanical. The ones controlling the mechanical bodies were the souls of veterans who had been seriously injured and could no longer return to the battlefield.
When there was no battle, the souls of these veterans would rather enter the crystal towers to communicate with each other. They would enjoy a rare moment of leisure and happiness with the achievements and loot they had obtained on the battlefield. When there was a battle, these souls could return to their powerful steel bodies at any time to fight for the Protoss.
Sheyan followed Sokada to the outside of a building. The shape of the building was very strange. On the left was a giant gear that was slowly rotating. Connected to the gear was an oval about 30 meters long and 5 meters high. On the right was a huge sphere with a missile-shaped object about 5 to 10 meters tall inserted into it as a decoration. It was also beige in colour.
Sokada called this thing the Furnace Laboratory. The main function of this building was to provide additional enchantment abilities to the Protoss troops on the ground, improving their attack, defence and the strength of their plasma shields in all aspects. Although this place was called a laboratory, it also functioned as a place for leisure and entertainment, similar to a bar.
Sheyan walked up the beige semi-metal steps and pushed open the door. He felt a gust of hot air blowing against his face, but what he heard was a clear tinkling sound similar to the sound of water dripping. It sounded very pleasing to the ears. He took a closer look and found that there were High Templars, Dark Templars, Zealots and so on inside. They were all shaking their heads, seemingly fascinated by the sound.
Sokada walked to one side of the wall and said to the screen, "Give me two muens.
"Give me two cups of Morangan, undiluted."
Soon, two mugs of amber-coloured liquid floated out of the holes on the side. Sheyan took a sniff and found the pungent smell of hydrogen peroxide. While he was feeling nervous, Sokka came over and clinked his mug with Sheyan's. Sheyan had no choice but to take a sip. The taste of the liquid was really strange. When it entered his mouth, there was a refreshing taste of watermelon and cucumber, which then turned into a thick and creamy taste. When he swallowed it, it tasted as bitter as fermented beer.
However, after drinking this thing, one would immediately feel as if they were riding on clouds and mist. Even walking would be soft as if they were stepping on cotton.
Sheyan was about to ask Sokada to order him a mug of something suitable for human tastes. If that did not work, water would do as well. But suddenly, the music changed. It turned into the sound of a strong wind blowing across the mountains and rivers. The Protoss raised their mugs at the same time and shouted, "Moka!"
Then, they stood up from their seats like they were dancing in a disco. They raised their hands high and wriggled their bodies.
By now, Sheyan had realized that the music the Protoss were passionate about was not performed, but the various sounds made by nature. They regarded these sounds as the sounds of nature. Sokada, on the other hand, had already run over to a tall girl. (Sheyan was not very good at distinguishing the gender of the Protoss) and was wriggling her body in front of him. It seemed that the Protoss believed that the standard for a good dancer was to twist one's body to the extreme without falling ….
At this moment, in a place where there were many Protoss, the brand Lord Uraki left between Sheyan's eyebrows began to glow. The faint blue light covered his body, indicating that he was a very special ally, so no one came to interrupt him. He looked around at the triangular, round and oval-shaped stools, then randomly picked one and sat down.
At that moment, someone suddenly walked up to Sheyan and sat down in front of him.
"A human?"
Sheyan raised his head. He still did not know the gender of the guy in front of him, but he could tell from the wrinkles on the guy's neck and face that he was an old guy. Sheyan nodded. Fortunately, the Protoss communicated telepathically, so there was no language barrier.
"Yes."
I've been working here for 130 years, but this is the first time a human customer has come to visit. What's wrong? Are you not used to Moringen? "asked the old guy.
Sheyan answered honestly.
"Yes."
"Oh! I can't allow a customer, especially a human customer, to say that I'm not a good host! Then tell me, what do you want? "asked the old guy immediately.
Sheyan chuckled and replied.
"Unfortunately, I don't have much money to pay the bill."
"Damn it, it's not about the bill! Tell me! "
"A glass of water," said Sheyan.
The old guy looked at Sheyan with a strange look in his eyes for a while, as if he was asking the young master to buy him a glass of soy sauce or vinegar at a bar. He then fulfilled Sheyan's request. Sheyan took small sips of water, but found that he had become the focus of attention even though he had done nothing …. This made Sheyan feel very uncomfortable. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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