After forming a covenant with the interstellar bosses

Han Zhuo woke up again in a place similar to a prison cell, but it was very crowded. More than a dozen people were squeezed into a small room, barely enough for them to lie down side by side and sleep.

No matter how bad the cells in the Interstellar Empire are, they can’t be this bad.

What's even more strange is that these people have almost no human cognition. They are difficult to communicate with and know nothing except hunger, pain and crying. Han Zhuo saw with his own eyes a man urinating in his pants and then being beaten by the patrolling guards until he was covered in blood. However, apart from crying and shouting in pain, he did not have any emotions that a human should have.

So does everyone else.

Although it was his first time meeting such a person, Han Zhuo still thought of something - experimental subjects. Was this the experimental subjects that the patriarch had mentioned, captured by primitive people? They had been imprisoned in the laboratory cells since birth, never receiving normal education or communication...

Han Zhuo shuddered. Was the patriarch like this when she was little? Perhaps it would be better, as there were teachers among the primitive people who taught her specifically, but most of the time, wasn't she just like them?

Or is it even more miserable?

Han Zhuo bit his lip and dared not think any further.

Gradually, Han Zhuo remembered what happened before. They were captured by primitive people, so what about the others?

Could it be that the head of the family and Wu Lingjiu were taken back to the laboratory again, and Sha Lang was nowhere to be found!

Han Zhuo had been searching for a solution. He couldn't use his original form, and the others probably couldn't either. Wu Lingjiu had a special physique, and without his original form, he was useless. The head of the family was the primary target of the primitives' vigilance, and was likely already under their control. Only he and Sha Lang still had any chance of fighting. Although their physical advantage was nothing compared to the technologically advanced primitives, they still had to try.

He worked hard for two days, and just when he found some loopholes, another person was locked up.

Song Yu, that was his patriarch Song Yu! But she was unconscious and covered in blood.

Those experimental subjects did not have human cognition, but they had human instincts. When they saw the opposite sex, they even tried to touch them with their hands out of curiosity. Fortunately, Han Zhuo was there, and he beat them all up.

Han Zhuo realized that he could not delay any longer and had to take the head of the family away from here. However, while he might have a chance of escaping alone, it was almost impossible to take the unconscious Song Yu with him.

He tried to open the cell door by brute force, but it was all in vain. Apart from a small alarm, he could do nothing.

This dragged on for about two or three days - locked in a dark room without windows, Han Zhuo couldn't calculate the time accurately - Song Yu began to have a fever, and the wounds on her body began to become inflamed. Han Zhuo tried to ask the guards for some medicine, but they completely ignored him.

No, it can't be said to be ignored, but...

"Bah! Mutants, you perverts, you still want medicine? Do you deserve it? Shameless things, wasting food every day to feed you is already the greatest kindness."

Han Zhuo just asked if he could have some medicine, and the cursing lasted for nearly an hour. Han Zhuo realized that it was impossible to get the medicine from them openly, but... the guard who was cursing was a woman.

Moreover, her attire was different from that of the previous guards, and was obviously of a higher rank.

Han Zhuo gritted his teeth, and when he looked up again, he had put on a bright smile. His body was suppressed, and the effect of the charm would be greatly reduced, but after all, in this dark cell, facing a group of experimental subjects every day who he was not sure whether they could be considered human beings, and suddenly a captivating face appeared in front of him, no one could remain unmoved.

If every experimental subject had his use in the past, now these experimental subjects are no longer useful. Perhaps one day when food becomes even more scarce, they will be thrown into the wild to fend for themselves.

The guards wanted to do something, and of course no one stopped them.

The female guard's heart suddenly moved, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she lifted Han Zhuo's chin through the metal railings.

"What a seductive mutant."

"With just some medicine, you can get me." Han Zhuo tilted his head, and the part of his neck that extended downwards was faintly visible under his clothes, like a dish of prepared food, just waiting to be enjoyed.

Only his fingers in his sleeves were clenched tightly. After the death of the head of the family, Han Zhuo swore that he would never use his magic again, but now he had nothing.

Han Zhuo is a soldier and not good at trickery, so seduction is his best trick.

He looked at Song Yu who had a high fever. She was also SSS grade and her physical fitness could be described as strong, but her uncontrollable fever proved that she was seriously injured.

Han Zhuo didn't know what these primitive people had done to her, but he knew he had to find a way to escape from the predicament.

He smiled and made a light stroke on himself, which was very inviting.

"What if I don't give you medicine and take you away?" The female guard pinched Han Zhuo's jaw with a little force.

Han Zhuo put away the magic.

The female guard suddenly recovered from the excited state of being seduced, and she suddenly pushed Han Zhuo's face away.

Han Zhuo refused to give up. After all, it would take at least four hours for the next guard to come.

His smile became even brighter, which meant he used a more advanced charm.

As expected, the female guard seemed to be in a fog.

"Of course you can not give me the medicine, but how about you let her go?"

Han Zhuo's voice has a charming magnetism that makes it impossible to refuse.

"Let her go?"

"Yes." Han Zhuo replied, "Let her go, and I'll be yours."

"I don't have that right." The female guard looked at the electronic lock in confusion because she had no authority to open it. However, she still moved her hand down along Han Zhuo's chin and put it into his clothes.

Han Zhuo hated using sex to please others the most, but now he could only suppress his nausea and move closer to the door.

As he trembled slightly, the female guard was almost intoxicated.

"Please invite someone with authority and offer me to him, and I will let you all be happy together." Han Zhuo lowered his eyes. Although he was forty-five years old, human genes had changed and he was different from primitive people. In addition, his level was improved, so he looked only about 30 years old, and his figure was better than most people. Coupled with his ability to charm, people with weak minds would definitely obey him.

Han Zhuo usually doesn't want to use this ability. He would rather fight with real weapons, but now, he can only take one step at a time. He hopes that the person with authority is also a lady.

Although, he can also charm men, but that would make him even more disgusting.

Han Zhuo smiled bitterly in his heart. What difference did it make whether it was a man or a woman? In any case, that person was not his patriarch.

Han Zhuo didn't dare to look back, didn't dare to look at Song Yu. He suddenly felt a little regretful. That night, the night when Song Yu gave in, why didn't he half-heartedly go along with her...

He had served the previous owner for more than ten years, but he had never fallen in love with her. Now he had to use this method to seduce these primitive people. Han Zhuo realized that he had never used seductive means on Song Yu.

But I don't know when I lost my heart to her.