"Hold on, Mo." Star-Lord stood up and said to Mo Tie, then took out the light rope and threw it towards Gamora's feet.

Bang!

Gamora fell to the ground so hard that Mo Tie felt a toothache when he saw it. If an ordinary person had done this, his knees would have been broken. As a result, Gamora turned around and untied the rope, and flew towards him.

Star Lord kicked him away.

Mo Tie jumped aside when Star-Lord ran over and said to him, "I'll wait for you on the spaceship."

Crouching on the pillar of the overpass, Mo Tie watched the Guardians of the Galaxy's first "friendly" meeting and almost lost his brain.

Unfortunately, they were all arrested in the end.

Mo Tie hurriedly ran to the spacecraft and closed the door. Anyway, the spacecraft would eventually be sent to the interstellar prison with them, so there was no need to worry about getting lost.

Taking advantage of the free time these days, Mo Tie asked Xiao Tie to collect time and space energy, so that when he gets other people's genes, he can fly far away.

In the distant Klin Prison, Star-Lord was shocked by Gamora's "popularity". There were so many people "enthusiastically" welcoming her, which seemed to be a big deal.

Therefore, Star-Lord immediately thought of Gamora's buyer. After some inquiries, he and Rocket were shocked by the buyer's 4 billion offer.

Of course, if they knew the true value of this ball, they would definitely think that 40 billion is too cheap!

Star-Lord's spaceship was transported near the prison, presumably so that he would not be without transportation when he was released from prison.

Mo Tie had nothing to do, so he used the long-distance vision function on the spacecraft to check the overall situation of the prison.

The entire prison looks very high-end, surrounded by many meteorites. As a natural defense, there are also many bridges filled with various types of spaceships loaded with many weapons. It looks very well-defended.

Two days had not yet come, and Mo Tie was watching the news on the spaceship boredly, when suddenly, the door of the spacecraft opened.

Without Star-Lord's authorization, it is impossible to open the spacecraft on his own initiative. Who is here?

Motie poked his head out and saw that it was Rocket and Groot, followed by Gamora and Drax.

"Who are you? How did you get in?" Mo Tie pretended not to recognize them and asked.

Rocket had seen Mo Tie a long time ago. He originally thought it was a pet that Star-Lord kept for fun, but he didn't expect that he could still talk.

"Ha! That guy still has this kind of collection." Rocket said contemptuously.

In Guardians of the Galaxy, Star-Lord and Rocket's cheap attributes are both maxed out.

If you collect your sister, you will be collected.

"Okay, I understand." After Mo Tie said that, he jumped to the console.

Rocket quickly drove the spacecraft to a close orbit of the prison, waiting for Star-Lord to get the tape.

"Hey, what race are you from? You can still speak." Rocket asked in a cowardly manner.

"It's not a race, it's an experimental product." Mo Tie replied seriously.

This sentence brought back endless memories of Rocket, but he shook his head and broke away from the memories.

"There is such a boring experiment? I don't think you are of any use, hahaha."

Mo Tie glanced at him sideways: "Yes, the experiment is to breed pets for rich people."

"Uh... pretend I didn't say it."

Soon, Star-Lord returned to the spacecraft.

He introduced the first few people to Mo Tie, and finally said: "Mo, listen, this buyer has 4 billion. He is a very powerful collector. He is very experienced and should be able to take good care of this ball."

.What do you think?"

"Do you need money very much?" Mo Tie asked, tilting his head.

"Of course, who wouldn't want money? Well, I mean, someone with this capital should be more capable of keeping this thing."

"It doesn't matter. If you need money, just sell it." Mo Tie said nonchalantly.

Rocket felt strange after hearing this, and interrupted: "What's going on? Why do I feel like there's another penny person?"

Star-Lord quickly denied: "No, no, I will pay his share myself."

Now, no one has an opinion.

Then, Star-Lord briefly introduced Mo Tie's origins to everyone, thus introducing Mo Tie into their small circle.

The buyer Gamora said was in a mysterious place, a chaotic and barren land, was actually the skull of an ancient creature.

Mo Tie was not sure that he could obtain the genes of this ancient creature. After all, the brains, bones and the like had been mined and sold on the black market.

It would take several days to get there, so Mo Tie began to collect the genes of everyone on the spaceship.

What's more dramatic is that he found a long hair on Star-Lord's clothes. At this time, who else in the spaceship had long hair? By eating this hair, Gamora's genes were successfully collected.

For rockets, just pick up a hair.

Mo Tie jumped on the workbench, Rocket glanced at him and said nothing. It seemed that he still had some grudges about Mo Tie lying to him and saying that he was a "pet experiment".

"Rocket, I have an idea. Can you help me design some small bombs that can be held in the mouth and are timed?"

"It's a very simple gadget, what do you want that for? Do you want to fry yourself and bake it?"

"No, look, I'm small and have good jumping ability. I hope I can help you, but I can't shoot, so it should be no problem to plant some bombs."

Rocket's suspicious eyes flickered over Mo Tie.

But at this time, Mo Tie had already licked a hair from Rocket that fell on the table. Seeing Rocket's suspicious look, he said: "Forget it, I guess I have a small mouth and can't hold a few, so I won't do it."

"

Rocket genes were collected successfully.

The bald Drax is a bit troublesome. He has no hair or chest hair. His body is covered with patterns and it looks like he has no hair at all.

Then how to get his body tissue, Mo Tie thought about it.

"Drax, the patterns on your body are very beautiful, do they have any special meaning?" Mo Tie looked for an opportunity to get close to him.

Drax's character can be easily summed up, at least in this world, in three words: Big fool.

Mo Tie's question stirred up his memory, so the conversation opened up a bit: "This is the custom of our clan, to tattoo the most important things in our lives on our bodies.

"Here is the moment when I married my Ovite; here is the birth of my daughter Kamaria; here is the loss of them; and here is the time when I was taken to prison for an unseemly revenge.

"

"Oh, it's such a pity that there are still people who care about things like revenge."

"Yeah, I thought it was an insult to my hatred, so I got it tattooed on my body."

"Drax, don't you think that regaining your freedom is worth getting a tattoo? It also means that you can avenge your Ovit and Kamaria again."

Mo Tie suggested with a bad conscience.

Drax's eyes lit up: "Yes, what you said makes sense."

So, during the process of his tattooing, Mo Tie secretly took some skin tissue that he had cut off and no longer needed.
Chapter completed!