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Cosmic Ancient Creatures

Editor: Atlas Studios

"Hey, can you do it or not? We can't hold on here. If you can't, let Wesley fight his way out," Peter Quill said anxiously.

"Of course I can. I have a plan." The little raccoon continued to work. Then, the prison guards systematically cracked all the bulletproof glass around the control center and prepared to attack collectively.

The little raccoon completed the last step. The two wires were connected, and the entire prison suddenly lost its gravity system. Both people and weapons floated up.

"This is amazing. You turned off the gravity system, but we still have it here." Kamora looked outside and praised.

"Of course, but it's not over yet." The little raccoon controlled eight armed robots to fly in, then lifted the control center and flew straight down. The little raccoon kept opening the gate, and they rushed out of the core position of the prison through the gate at the bottom.

"I told you I have a plan," the little raccoon cried coolly.

The group went directly to the Item Management Room, where their clothes and equipment were kept. Wesley, on the other hand, only had one set of clothes, which he put into his internal space. When he reappeared, he was wearing them, and the prison uniform had disappeared.

"Oh, damn, he didn't put it back," Peter Quayle said after getting his equipment. His old-fashioned carry-on was out of earshot. "You guys go to my spaceship first. I'll be back." Then he ran away without looking back.

Wesley and the others entered the spaceship. The little raccoon flew the spaceship out of the prison and floated in the universe waiting for Peter Quill. "Isn't the Exquisite Ball in your hands? We can leave here directly," the little raccoon said.

"No, I told you, the Exquisite Ball is for all of you. Of course, you can't leave now without one," Wesley said indifferently. Among the Galactic Guards, Peter Quill is the main point, and he is not completely from Earth. His father is an ancient cosmic race, and his mother is from Earth. This is what Wesley values most. Only the Galactic Guard led by him is what Wesley needs.

It didn't take long. Peter Quayle flew out on his portable helmet and miniature thrusters. Wesley smiled and picked him up directly, and the ship set off.

Their destination did not seem very far away. Distance in the universe was really hard to understand. Wesley sat at the table in the upper back room, made coffee, and drank it, while the little raccoon began to look around for something, and then wanted to make some equipment.

The group of people argued from time to time, making time pass quickly. When a huge head appeared in front of them, they arrived at their destination.

"What is that?" Drakos asked, looking at the huge head.

"Those are ancient creatures in the universe. Hundreds of years ago, the Difan Group began mining here. Bones, brains, and other organic substances are priceless on the black market, and there is no law here. The work is very dangerous and very suitable for criminals. You have to be careful. Now Wesley, will you give us the Exquisite Ball?" Kamora asked.

Wesley put down his coffee cup and extended his hand. The Exquisite Ball appeared in his hand out of thin air. Then, he handed it to Peter Quill and said, "He has the Exquisite Ball, and you have information about the buyer. It just so happens that you two are restraining each other. After landing, I will leave. The rest is up to you."

Kamora looked at Wesley and asked, "What's your purpose? Can you realize your plan this way?"

"I'm not sure, but I think so. You got what you wanted, so maybe I'll get what I want. I'm not sure about the details yet. It's up to you now." Wesley didn't say anything more.

The ship landed and Wesley left directly. He wanted to see what was going on here, what the head of a cosmic creature looked like.

After identifying a direction, Wesley walked straight over. He had seen it clearly from the ship, and there was a pool in this direction, but it was filled with some golden liquid, which was probably organic material from the interior of the ancient creature. It was not clear what it was.

Wesley's attire belonged to Earth, and his casual clothes looked out of place here. However, he ignored the gazes around him and walked forward. He did not expect this place to be so huge. How big was this ancient creature? Could his body survive on a planet? Or did he live in the universe?

Did this ancient creature of the universe grasp the original language of the universe? Wesley was very interested in this. He wanted to find the medulla of this creature and see if Apple could get any useful information.

Soon he knew about the mixing pool for the golden liquid. Many workers were holding some sticks and stirring there. Wesley went straight to it, but his behavior alerted the workers.

"Hey, what do you want?" A guy who looked like a foreman came up and asked.

"Oh, curious. What is this thing?" Wesley asked with a look of ignorance.

"Hehe, is this your first time in Zhiwu Space? This is the brain of an ancient creature, the most valuable product in the black market. Do you want to buy it?" The foreman asked greedily.

"No, I just want to see if this thing is harmful to the human body," Wesley continued.

The foreman's expression immediately changed when he heard that Wesley was not buying it. Then he waved his hand and said, "If you don't buy it, then leave. This thing is ridiculously expensive and we don't have time to answer your question." Then he turned and left.

Wesley didn't leave. Instead, he continued to observe. Then he held a glass container in his hand. It turned out to be a water container. Wesley stepped forward and filled it with water. This time, the foreman was not satisfied. "Hey, kid, do you know where this is? How dare you steal something?" Then the foreman rushed forward. This guy was probably also a criminal. He was strong and directly pounced on Wesley. Wesley dodged it and then grabbed his arm and twisted it gently.

"Ah…" There was a scream. The people around looked over. Someone was attacking the foreman here, and he seemed to be holding something that belonged to the Difan Group.

Wesley ignored the stares and then asked, "Is this harmful to the human body?"

"No… no harm. Otherwise, who would buy it?" The foreman said bitterly. He just wanted Wesley to let go of him. As expected, after getting the answer, Wesley let go and put one of his fingers in. He was just asking casually. Even if it hurt him, he had to try. He believed that the power of the space gem could protect him.

"Apple, see if you can get any information from it?" Wesley ordered Apple to start working.

"Understood."

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