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Sherlock didn't care at all about the gambling game of these drunk men. That is to say, Sherlock was now a pauper. If Sherlock had money, he would rush forward and try to win by himself.

The two of them still went their own way and took on this difficult task under the repeated persuasion of the young lady at the bar. The young lady could only sigh and hand over the mission briefing and map that she had handed over countless times. Leave it to two people.

After getting the needed items, Sherlock and Tony turned around and left without any hesitation and returned directly to their own spaceship. As soon as they returned, Tony began to study the mission briefing that the young lady gave them.

But this time, Tony's face became darker and darker. The reason was simple. If the information in his hand was correct, they were going to a race named Pictou.

What can I say about this race? Just looking at their appearance, they all look cute and brainless. After all, both men and women of this race have an appearance like a lop-eared rabbit, which seems to make Furikong ecstatic. Bunnyman feeling.

The only difference may be that the males are all black and the females are all white.

Although the people of this race have such cute appearances, the things they do are not so cute. Everyone in the universe knows that these harmless-looking guys are all the sixth.

If you offend one of them, a group of people will rush out to take revenge. Not only that, this race also has the character of the sixth generation. They like to do those pyking behaviors in battle. If you can be a dog, you will never be tough.

As a result, all the forces in the universe are unwilling to provoke these guys. After all, if they fight, they will have to face an overwhelming number of Lao Liu, and killing one will attract a group of them. The more they kill, the more they kill, which is really a headache.

There is quite a feeling that the spear is sticky with shit, which is disgusting and breaks the defense.

In recorded history, the only time that this group of lunatics was allowed to give in was by one force. That force relied on its unparalleled number of people and warships, as well as its technological strength that was an era higher than this group of lunatics, to crush this group of lunatics. .

It wasn't until they almost destroyed the entire technology tree of Pictou that this group of lunatics reluctantly retreated.

And this time is also the first time that the sacred object of the Pictou race has appeared in the field of vision of the entire universe. Only then did someone in the universe know that this sacred object is actually the reason why the Pictou race can launch large-scale troops. reason.

In fact, it is quite interesting to say that this so-called holy object is actually a kind of radish that can only grow on an altar on Pictou's home planet.

What’s interesting is the functionality of this radish.

For the Pictou tribe, this carrot allows the Pictou tribe to get pregnant quickly and then grow up to become a qualified soldier.

For other races, the function of this thing is actually an enhanced version of the little blue pill. The cool thing is that after eating this carrot, you can control yourself according to your own wishes.

And the most important thing is that after eating this carrot, you can guarantee that you will definitely have a child of your own, even if it is a eunuch!

After Tony finished reading the introduction of what he wanted to get back, his expression became extremely strange, and he pointed at the introduction on the stereoscopic projection in mid-air without hesitation and complained.

"So, we fight tooth and nail to provoke a bunch of lunatics just so that some infertile rich man can have a baby?"

Sherlock wouldn't pay too much attention to Tony's complaints. Sherlock, who was on top now, couldn't care less whether this was weird or not. Money is the real thing. He went up and slapped Tony on the head and faced Tony. Complain to.

"You don't care about him, it's real when you get money! Don't care what he wants to do! Besides, even if he provokes you, the worst he can do is throw away his vest, let's just change it to another one. If you're afraid of a hammer, take out some You are showing off your energy as Rick."

After being mercilessly complained by Sherlock, Tony scratched his head and finally came to his senses. Sherlock was right, what the hell, just do it.

He immediately started discussing with Sherlock enthusiastically how to handle this matter.

Speaking of which, ever since the two decided to go wandering around the universe, they began to let themselves go more and more. The final solution they came up with was very simple.

First, Sherlock used phantom magic to create a bunch of warship projections, pretending to attack the Pictou tribe's home planet. The moment the projections were formed, Sherlock asked Tony to clear all the weapons on his spaceship. .

Then, taking advantage of the chaos, the two turned on the stealth mode of the spacecraft and went around to the other side of the planet to log in secretly. Then, before they could react, they opened the portal to quickly get the goods and leave.

The whole process went smoothly without any pause, just like eating Dove.

Of course, Tony agreed with the plan proposed by Sherlock. The only one was to clear the weapons. You must know that Tony secretly prepared a lot of nuclear bombs behind everyone's back in order to increase the attack methods of the spacecraft.

And the tonnage of each one is not small. If they are all poured out, then the beam will probably be really big.

However, this thought only appeared for a second and then disappeared without a trace. Just as Sherlock said, this was done by the dark elf named Rick. What the hell does it have to do with me, Tony?

He immediately said that there was no problem at all, and we just set off to grab the money!

After the two reached an agreement, they immediately drove the spacecraft and set off towards the destination.

And when the two of them arrived at the motherhood of the Pictou tribe after many space jumps, they were both dumbfounded, as the universe was full of wonders.

The home planet of the Pictou tribe is actually not a fucking sphere, but a fucking planet that looks a bit like a donut about to be pierced in the middle.

The place where the so-called Pictou sacred objects grow is exactly in the central depression that looks like it is about to be perforated.

The most important thing is that although the Pictou tribe is a little crazy, they are not stupid at all. There is actually a huge lid on the so-called 'Holy Land' that directly covers the entire 'Holy Land'. .

This situation made both Sherlock and Tony feel a little stupid. This was totally different from what the intelligence said! !

"Morty, my dear grandson, what do you think?"

Seeing the scene in front of him that was inconsistent with the intelligence, Tony sat in the captain's seat and touched his chin and asked this soul question.

Regarding Tony's question, Sherlock rolled his eyes angrily and complained directly to Tony.

"Don't take advantage of me! If you have any opinions, just do it. Think about your empty pockets! I don't want my adventure in the universe to end just as it begins!"