The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 1139

Along the way, Yang Le chatted and joked with the four divine turtles, and time passed quietly like flowing water. Soon they arrived at their destination.

The Tesserlandons do not have a real planet. They have mentioned more than once that they are a race that values ​​battle, so they have settled their homes on warships.

These warships look like giant cones from the outside, a composite facility that integrates warships and homes. Every territory in Tesserland is like this, the only difference being their size.

This is also the key to the strength of the Tesserland. After turning their homeland into a fleet of warships, they are not afraid of making many enemies, because no one can ever find their exact coordinates.

Furthermore, the Taserlandons never have to worry about reinforcements; once they launch an attack, they send a massive army to the border, bringing their own bases to block the enemy's fountain.

This has both advantages and disadvantages. The advantages are those mentioned earlier, while the disadvantage is that if you lose to the opponent, you can easily be wiped out in one wave.

This is why Tesserland also needs Dr. Fukittod; for a space nomadic race like them, space teleportation technology is like adding wings to a tiger.

It's something we'd obtain even at the cost of countless troops.

With a tremor, the warship landed, and everyone, escorted by the soldiers of Tesserland, walked out of the warship. However, halfway there, Yang Le was forced to separate from the turtles.

Judging from the direction they left, it's not hard to deduce that Commander Maud wanted to summon them, probably to inquire about Dr. Fuckey Todd. It's likely that the old trick of coercion and enticement is about to unfold.

"Let's go, my friend." Dolan personally escorted Yang Le.

"I'm very sorry, Commander Maud was trying to help you, but Prime Minister Salm was furious and you got caught up in it."

"It's no use saying anything now that things have come to this."

Yang Le waved his hand, indicating that Dolan didn't need to say anything more, and then followed the escorting soldiers forward.

Dolan felt uneasy seeing this, and after thinking it over, he gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and hurriedly chased after Yang Le, pulling him back.

"Listen to me, my friend, just hang in there for a few more days. I still have some connections in the army, I'll find a way to get you..."

"Say less about Dolan!" Scarface covered Dolan's mouth.

"Do you also want to be convicted of treason?!"

Scarface then stopped letting Dolan follow him, sending him back to the warship and taking over the escort of Yang Le himself.

This time, nothing unexpected happened. Yang Le was escorted to a building that looked like a football field without saying a word.

However, judging from its appearance, the building in front of us should be made of pure stone. Although the carving is not exquisite, it has a grand feel to it.

"Go in."

Scarface directed Yang Le toward an inconspicuous path, and only after entering the tunnel did they discover some modern technology.

This suggests that the arena was built in the style of the Tesserland period.

On a side note, Yang Le quite likes this style of architecture; it's as if he can see history.

Led by the soldiers, Yang Le passed through several security doors and finally arrived at a dimly lit and spacious space.

The only source of light is probably the lamp located in the center of the room.

"Golo! Golo!"

Scarface called out a few times, and a short, stout Taserlandon man emerged from the depths of the room, followed by two soldiers carrying strange instruments.

"The officer has arrived."

The short, stout Taserlandon was dressed in an outfit resembling that of an Earth Butcher, with one horn and half of it being golden, which shimmered even in the dim light.

"Sir, you are quite early."

"The journey through the asteroid belt was more successful than expected, saving a lot of time," Scarface explained, then shook his head, signaling the soldiers behind him to bring Yang Le up.

"Don't ask too many questions, just do what needs to be done."

“I understand, I understand.” Goro nodded. “I’ve been a regulator for half my life, I still understand this simple principle.”

Yang Le stepped forward, pushed by the soldiers behind him, and two soldiers behind Golo also came over with instruments.

One of them carried a huge, shackle-like, 8-shaped device. The inner circle of this device was so large that even if the Tesserlandon man put it in, it wouldn't be half full.

The soldier put Yang Le's gloves on, and a second later, with a hiss, two blue bracelets were slipped onto Yang Le's wrists.

Immediately afterwards, another soldier used a device that looked like a branding iron to poke Yang Le's shoulder, and a weak electric current appeared along with a slight stinging pain.

The next second, the soldier removed the branding iron, and a light blue text was engraved on Yang Le's arm.

"Alright, the welcome party is over." Golo clapped his hands.

"Go inside, criminals. I don't care who you were originally. Once you're here, you only have one identity: criminal!"

Yang Le didn't retaliate. Under the soldiers' command, he walked deeper into the room. After walking a dozen steps, he also saw a group of similar criminals.

These criminals came from all races, and one of them looked like Flash Star, except his skin was green.

There were also two aliens who looked exactly alike, with skin like crystals.

The remaining ones were also oddly shaped, some with four arms and others with six arms.

The most eye-catching person was the one sitting at the very back, who was also a Taserlandon.

Based on the information Yang Le had seen before, this person should be the high-ranking official who was convicted of treason by Prime Minister Tesserlandon.

"Another Tesserlandonian has arrived?"

"The four-armed alien exclaimed in surprise."

"What's going on? Generally speaking, the Tesserlandons are trained to be interstellar warriors, but now two of them have been sent to this prison."

"Cassimos, do you know this man?"

Without anyone reminding him, the Tesserlandon man known as Casimos was already sizing up Yang Le.

“I don’t know him. I’ve never seen him before,” Casimos replied casually, then stood up and walked towards Yang Le.

"What's your name?"

“Spike, like you, was thrown in on charges of treason.”

Yang Le gave an ambiguous reply, deliberately making his words vague, and intentionally framing his experience in the direction of Casimos.

Casimos's eyes flickered, and he spoke uncertainly.

"So, you too..."

"Yes, I don't approve of war, I offended Salm, and that's it."

Yang Le stretched out his hands. The pair of jade-like objects were actually shackles worn by the Taserlandons, which did not affect their movement when worn normally.

But once the prison guards press the remote control, the shackles will stick together.

Similarly, there are tattoos on the arms. These things may seem harmless, but they are actually a monitoring device. Pressing a button will cause an electric current to surge from them, enough to give criminals a hard time.

(End of this chapter)