Ultra: Dark Ring Activated!

Feng immediately became the model worker in Kusia, working and handling affairs every day.

There is no way. This group of criminals are too difficult to manage. They have a low level of education, and each of them comes from a gangster background. They are all unwilling to accept the consequences.

He has to do it himself. If Feng is not here, they will only obey Nazalan. If Nazalan is not in control, the parliament alone will not be able to control this group of aliens.

Bilanqi followed Feng every day and thus took on the role of secretary.

The three-headed monsters are having fun outside every day, so there is no need to keep them in the battle machine. Here, no one will be stubborn enough to invade Planet 484.

Feng has built this place into a fortress planet, and the uninhabited area is full of monsters summoned by Brilanche using her brain waves.

Two years

Feng threw the pen in his hand and lay on the table, doubting his life.

"so annoying!"

He has been forced to do things he doesn't want to do for two years. There is something to do every day, and he has to review documents endlessly. Now he wants to go out and play.

That's right, I originally thought of letting go of the power and letting the aliens find people. This way it would be more efficient, and I could go hang out in the Ultraman world when I had nothing to do. I didn't expect that things would become so difficult here without me.

Even if all these hundreds of thousands of aliens were turned into cards, they were still not honest. They would not do their job properly without Feng's personal order. They were just like Big Black in his previous life. They would only work one day at a time and would not do anything unless they were urged.

The people below didn't dare to pass on orders without authorization. They just followed the orders of whoever gave them and had no idea how to adapt.

Only those aliens who went out with locators to look for people were working hard. Although no news came back, at least they were diligent and hardworking.

(It’s certainly nice to be an imperial envoy. All they have to do is wander around with the locator, eat and drink as they please, and with Feng as their background, most people in the universe will give in to them. With diamonds and gold as funding, they didn’t have this kind of comfortable life before.)

"Are you annoyed, Prince?" Bilanqi said.

"It's so annoying. I'm so annoyed." Feng replied helplessly.

"If you feel annoyed, why don't you marry me? Then you won't be annoying anymore." Bilanqi was not annoyed. She was very satisfied to follow Feng.

"Let's talk about this after I find my mother." Feng gradually developed feelings for Bilanqi and also considered starting a family. It is quite lonely to live alone, but this kind of thing must be witnessed by his mother.

Besides, they all have very long lifespans, so Feng is not in any hurry at all.

As for the children, huh? The weak are not worthy of being his children.

"Are you interested in going to Vistara? I'll ask my father to find some people for you."

Feng raised his head and thought this might work. They would be a family in the future anyway, so it would be okay to take some things. The people under him were all forced to take up the positions.

There are abilities, but not much.

"Chesier from Chebul, and Zatiesin from Zarab, come to my office." Feng had an idea immediately and told the two people from the management.

Then he picked up a pen again and quickly wrote an agreement.

When Bilanqi saw what Feng wrote, her heart was filled with joy. She had originally wanted to take Feng to Vistara and stay there for a while, but Feng had been busy all the time and she had never had the chance. Now, couldn't she?

Feng knocked on the table quietly, waiting for the two to arrive, and distributed the dismissal orders for them. Finally, he explained the situation to the military representative Nazalan. He understood that if he left, there would be a certain possibility of chaos here.

"Come in." Feng said as there was a knock on the door.

"Chief, is there anything I can help you with?" Chesil, the Chebul star, asked tremblingly.

He just received the news that he was dismissed from his post. He had worked diligently for so long, is the leader going to get rid of him?

The Zarab is not much better, he looks the same as the Chebul.

"I have to go out for a while. Zatishin, you change into my appearance and take over here temporarily. Chesir, you are smarter, so help him."

Two cards appeared in Feng's hand, and the figures inside were blurry. Yes, these were his own cards.

"This is for you. Keep your disguise close and don't give yourself away. If you are discovered, go find Nazaran. He will take care of it."

Feng threw two cards at the Zarab and Chebul people.

The Chebul people are truly talented. For many proposals that Feng is undecided about, Feng will throw them back to the parliament and let them discuss them again and give him a better proposal.

Every proposal revision he participated in came out beautiful.

"Yes, sir!" The two men immediately stood up. This was the leader's trust in them.

"Well, do a good job. You two are my most valued employees." Feng patted their shoulders to show encouragement.

"We will definitely live up to your expectations!" replied the Zarab alien.

Feng nodded, took out the battle instrument, called back Bruton and the two monsters who were playing outside, and instantly left with Brilanche, leaving only the two people standing there in a daze.

There was no handover at all, and the Zarab and Chebul people took office in a confused manner and became the nominal rulers.

In outer space, Galatron appeared out of nowhere. Following Brilanche's guidance, Feng escaped from this sad place. He was still thinking about exploiting the workers and just sitting there in a high-handed manner to lead the overall situation.

I didn't expect that they were not born to be slaves. If they were asked to work hard, they could work hard. But as for work? They just refused to work. Can they be put in jail if they have a job?

Feng was also embarrassed to kill people indiscriminately. Since people really listened to his orders, he felt it was difficult to take action. The ruthless Feng from before was no longer there.

Now all this has nothing to do with him. He also wants freedom. He can't be locked up on Planet 484 to handle affairs for the rest of his life.

"My Lord Prince, Vistara is over there."

"Approximately how far is it?" Feng knew the direction. It was time to use Bruton to teleport. Bruton finally activated the wormhole skill of this universe.

It is already the complete form of Bruton.

"Here." Brilanche pointed to a planet on the star map.

"Put on the headband and don't let it fall off." Feng sat in the driving seat and pointed at Brilanche's head.

It took Boss Feng a lot of effort to make this device for limiting brain waves. It took him half a year to create it, using the brain wave limiting mask he broke.

He had made an Iron Man helmet before, and Feng tried to get Brilanche to wear it, but Brilanche thought it was ugly and uncomfortable and refused to wear it.

Brilanche pressed the metal headband on her head and sat obediently in the passenger seat.

A wormhole quickly appeared in front of the spaceship, and after two or three adjustments, it finally arrived at Blanche's hometown - Vistara.

"Huh, I have to protect my own universe." Feng said as he looked at this vibrant planet.

(One more chapter, there is really no need to spend your own money to give gifts, just generate electricity for love, and the income from full attendance and reading volume is enough)