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278 Emblem of the Imperial Star Guard Knights(2/2)

The doctors and nurses nodded quickly, and the elderly people at the conference table came over curiously.

After struggling for half the galaxy, a laser beam finally melted Yang Luo's skin... In the end, Yang Luo squeezed out more than a dozen drops of blood himself, which was quickly put into a special container.

"It's amazing."

"Hanton, are you still human? Sorry, maybe I asked a little presumptuously."

"Of course it's a human being," Yang Luo smiled and stood up, putting on his military uniform jacket.

The wound on the back of his hand healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The cells were dividing and proliferating rapidly and appropriately. In the end, only a black film was left on the back of his hand, which Yang Luo flicked away.

"My lords, my mission is over, can I leave?"

The rosy-faced elder said warmly: "There will be a celebration ceremony in the Elders' House next. All the nobles who are accompanying the army will be invited. Several princesses will also be present. Hanton, do you have any..."

"The military department will have a meeting later," the military department reminded, "Hanton needs to be allowed to discuss the follow-up disposal of that fortress. After all, it was captured by him alone."

Yang Luodao: "My lords, please give me an order directly after discussing my next mission. I will retire first... His Majesty's escort team is already driving me away."

All the old people smiled and nodded.

Yang Luo saluted left and right, then left the conference room with his head held high.

In a deserted place, the corners of Yang Luo's mouth couldn't help but twitch a few times.

Did he make a loss or a profit today?

After losing more than a dozen drops of blood, he got an awesome-looking badge given by the old emperor. Now he doesn't even know the name of the badge.

Did he really frighten the old emperor?

Has imperial power really been constrained?

Yang Luo felt inexplicably unsure, and just wanted to return to Catherine's soft and intoxicating arms. He simply had no sense of security here.

Almost Yang Luo had just left the Emperor Starship.

"Director, director, please come and see! There is something wrong with the experimental sample!"

"Damn it, what have you done! This is an order issued by His Majesty himself!"

"The cells have lost their activity and are rapidly dying... The escape of biological energy has been detected, and the powerful biological energy contained in it has disappeared out of thin air!"

"We're doomed!"

At the same time, Yang Luo felt warmth on the back of his hand, as if there was an extremely weak energy flowing into the previous wound.

He didn't pay much attention, after all, this level of biological energy was a bit too low.

A few galactic hours later.

A transport ship slowly left the Stinger, and Yang sat in the ascending elevator, playing with the badge in his hand.

"Wow," Lu's voice suddenly sounded, "Emperor Star Guards Knights Badge! Boss, you have truly become the confidant of His Majesty the Emperor of the Sherman Empire!"

Yang Luo asked: "Is this thing famous?"

"It's not famous, but even the old nobles know it! I also spent 0.0001 millisecond searching for this part of the information!"

Xiaolu explained excitedly:

"There are only twelve such badges in the empire!"

"It is an ancient tradition inherited from the time of the founding emperor Levi Sherman!"

"Although its wearer no longer has the power to kill imperial officials first and then report later, it is still an extremely rare and precious honor! With this thing, you can enter and exit the major noble clubs in the Imperial Star Circle at will.

Got it!"

Yang Luo sighed: "Is it awesome?"

"It's amazing!"

"In exchange for blood."

Yang Luo sighed quietly: "If the empire produces a clone of me one day, I wouldn't be surprised at all."

"Actually, you have no choice," Lu smiled. "Since you want to gain a foothold in the empire, you must further develop mutual trust with the empire. Sometimes, many things are more formal than practical, but this formality is an indispensable step."

"this·"

Gurgling.

Deep space whale calls.

Yang Luo frowned and turned his head, closing his eyes, but opened them immediately after a second.
Chapter completed!
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