Chương 1124: We're Not Suitable. I Don't Deserve You!

After getting the notification about the League Of Talents, Wang Teng started thinking of ways to raise his ability.

First, he looked at his Forces. His poison, ice, and light Forces had not reached the planetary stage. He could start with them.

After thinking for a moment, he asked Bertha to bring the light element martial warrior, Qing Lun, from the Olant Federation over.

The three heaven lords from the Olant Federation were killed, but Kloet, Manka, Qing Lun, and the other cosmos-stage martial warriors, as well as the planetary-stage martial warriors like Argus and Loggins, were still alive.

He instilled a biochip in them, so he wasn't worried that they would create trouble. He decided to keep them as manual labor.

A huge number of the slaves he bought were dead. These martial warriors from the Olant Federation could fill up the empty slots.

Soon, Bertha brought Qing Lun to the cultivation room and bowed. "Master, she's here."