"Okay, this explanation is enough."

Chen Zhao waved his hand, but he couldn't tell how true or false Nannier's words were.

But there are some things that don't need to be too concerned about.

It's enough to have an explanation.

"Then... can I leave?"

"Let's go? Have I ever said to let you go?"

"You...you..."

"The God of Alien!" Chen Zhao looked at Nan Nier: "Why do you think I will let a God of Alien go!?"

"You don't keep your promise!"

"Credit? You were the one who tried to use the fallen magic on me that night." Chen Zhao looked at Nannier: "I remember your spiritual breath, don't deny it."

Nannier's expression froze there in an instant.

Originally, she wanted to get some servants.

As a result, I met a ghost when I went out.

Now, she still takes the initiative to deliver it to her door.

Nan Nier saw a black ball condensed beside Chen Zhao.

Nannier swallowed.

Powell suddenly drew his gun, pointed at Chen Zhao and shouted: "Don't move!"

Chen Zhao smiled. Recently, few people have threatened him with guns.

"Wait a minute." Nannier said, holding her hands up, "Sir, we can talk."

"What are you talking about? In what capacity are you talking to me?"

"I can help you find other alien gods. They are hiding in every corner of the world. Some alien gods may not be able to discover them even if you stand in front of him."

Chen Zhao shook his head: "I don't care about this. As long as I don't show up in front of me on my own initiative, I won't care."

Hearing Chen Zhao's words, Nan Nier once again felt that she had committed a great death.

"I can work for you," said Nannier.

"So what do you think you can do for me?"

"Sir, are you raising a god of aliens?"

"So what?"

"I know how to raise a better quality alien god."

"You are the god of aliens yourself. Don't you reject and disgust with this?"

"Why do we have to be disgusted? We will also raise the same kind. For us, raising the gods of aliens is very common."

Chen Zhao supported his chin with one hand and stared at Nannier: "Do you know how to raise a better-quality alien god?"

"Yes I know."

"Is this technology unique to you? Or does all the gods of aliens know?"

"Only I know."

"So what's special about you?"

Since Nannier has mastered other technologies that are not available in the same category.

Then Chen Zhao had to doubt Nannier's identity.

"It's not that I have anything special about it, but because I devoured Resal, the first alien god elder you destroyed just now. I extracted this technology from his memory fragments."

"So how did he master this technology?"

"I don't know it in my ears." Nannier said helplessly: "What I can extract his memory is not complete."

"So what effect can your breeding method have?"

"I can let the gods of aliens enter the maturity stage faster, and I can cultivate elite gods of aliens, or even top gods of aliens."

"It's just a strength enhancement?" Chen Zhao frowned.

What he needs is a god of aliens raised as meat and animals.

Not used as a battle.

Therefore, the strengthening of strength is meaningless to Chen Zhao.

"The flesh of the elite alien gods can enable users to increase their mental power and vitality. If consumed for a long time, the effect will be more obvious. It is through this method that the three elders can rule the demon prison for a long time. And because they have privately cultivated powerful alien gods for themselves to swallow, their power is far beyond that of ordinary alien gods, and even evolved their respective fields."

"So, if I hand over the Demon Prison to you, how long will it take for you to achieve results?"

"Five years." Nannier said.

“Too long.”

"Three years." Nannier quickly added: "Naughties in the Demon Prison are also good now, but they cannot achieve the best quality effect. Only larvae that starts to be cultivated from the first time they are incubated are the best cultivation objects, and then gradually improve the quality, and the maturity period can be shortened from the original fifty years to twenty years."

Chen Zhao thought for a while: "Yes, you must give me results in three years."

"Sir, then can I make my request?"

"Tell me, look."

“I need at least two months of vacation each year, and I need to be paid.”

"Vacation? Yes, what else do you need?"

"First of all, I need at least three adult gods as my food every year, and at the same time I need human rewards and high salaries."

"How much do you think you're going to pay for a year?"

"Five million dollars."

Chen Zhao shook his head: "You are not worth the price until you have achieved any results for me."

"That two million dollars, at least two million dollars." Nannier thought for a while and lowered her requirements.

Chen Zhao touched his chin and thought about it. Nan Nier added: "I have five subordinates, and I need to pay them."

"Yes, in three years, you will be given a salary of two million a year, and in three years, you will be able to improve your treatment based on your achievements, or you will be erased."

When Nannier heard Chen Zhao say the word "Erashes" and showed an unnatural expression.

"Carry it off, I'll send you and your people back to Devil's Island in two days."

Chen Zhao was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something: "By the way, don't think about running away, I have left a mark on you."

Nannier's smile was a little stiff.

"Of course, I'm happy to work for you, my master, I have never thought of running away after I became your servant."

How could Chen Zhao believe the words of an alien god?

Bang--

Chen Zhao broke through the air, and Powell was so scared that he sat on the ground.

At this moment, he felt a little scared.

"That guy is Superman, right?"

"Maybe he has the power of Superman, but his personality is completely opposite to Superman. In terms of evil, he is definitely more terrifying than our alien gods."

Chen Zhao didn't know how Nan Nier evaluated him, and he didn't care.

What Chen Zhao cared more about was his control over the domain just now.

Although it seems quite strong, it has not reached Chen Zhao's psychological expectations.

It can even be said to be far from the expected effect.

It seems that more time will be needed to practice.

After returning home, Chen Zhao went straight into the river map.

Practice again.

To be honest, without the River Tu, Chen Zhao would almost never have reached his current state.

Chen Zhao has never been a genius. Even if he had some opportunities, he was not much different from a real genius.

Chen Zhao only has time. Even if Chen Zhao uses a very small part to practice, he can still reach the current level of cultivation.
Chapter completed!