Yes, actually Tie Dan wasn’t strong enough to use his Primordial Spirit to directly scan all the way to Phobos. He was just bored before and followed those cargo flights a few times in space, knowing that Phobos is the logistics center and jump station of the Yinghuo Celestial Domain. He also knew that there was an ancient technology device like a jump passage generator on Phobos.
Whenever this generator is activated, a high-intensity gravity tide occurs in the nearby star domain, forming a high-energy corridor channel around Phobos. Then, fully automatic cargo ships would also activate their jump engines, setting off at one percent of the speed of light under the protection of a gravity bubble, transporting a full cargo of resources from Phobos to other star domains, with no one knowing which corner of the Solar System they will eventually be transported to.
Tie Dan didn’t destroy this station on Phobos, after all, whenever the jump trajectory starts, he can feel the tide of Star Power, especially the Luo Hou Star Force which increases dramatically, and the Star Power gathered in one cultivation session is worthy of a century of toil in Taiji Heaven. Just now, Tie Dan suddenly felt the greatly enhanced sword power brought by the Luohou Star and realized that the channel was open and a ship had jumped over.
Generally speaking, the Martian base of the company regularly mines resources and sends logistics ships, while outsider cargo ships are rare, but every few decades or hundred years, a batch would occasionally come, airdropping some strange and weird modified creatures, some with wet pieces, some demon beasts, some robots, and at the strongest, even Chimera Level creatures, along with various hitchhiking extraterrestrial grand ancestors.
So over time, Yazi also got familiar with this Mars delivery routine, squatting at the entrance of the Phobos station to steal delivery every time, eating up all the stuff sent by the company...
And this time, Tie Dan entered the cockpit, feeling like an old hand, and indeed found the delivery sent this time.
A dozen bald heads, which still seemed to be a dozen bald women.
Of course, these days, you can’t be sure if they are women, or even if they are human. You can only say that based on the head shape, they are more normal humanoid creatures than the cockroach sister, although their style still greatly differs from any door of normal Earthlings.
Judging from their clothing and decoration, these bald women were divided into two classes, with four of them approximately being the ruling class of leadership, wearing exaggerated red and orange outfits, wide robes with big sleeves and long skirts. Their clothes reflected mysterious light glows, adorned like abbots and lamas in temples. Hands, waists, and backs shone with golden aura, bald heads embedded with conspicuous, gleaming golden-metal tattoo decorations, seemingly some sort of implanted prosthetic.
However, these bald women had shaved off their eyebrows, coupled with those tattoo embedded prosthetics into their skulls, presenting a rather postmodern style and being bone-thin with flat, slim waists making their bald heads look even larger, quite disharmonious aesthetically. The wide dresses fluttered like celestial beings, as if dragging their slender bodies to float in mid-air.
The other eight were probably the dominated class, faceless, not like those company mass-produced faceless ones that had no face from birth, but ones who originally had faces that were later disfigured, noses cut and eyes gouged, shaven heads and blackened faces, dissected into disjointed parts, embedded with black ring-shaped iron wheels, almost unrecognizable as human, their entire bodies inserted with various Gothic-style iron clamps, chains, long nails, shackles, their limbs cut off at elbows and knees, replaced with silver-glowing slender bayonets, each one crawling on the ground like a human spider, guarding the four red-robed women.
At this moment, this dozen bald women were coldly glaring at Tie Dan, not seeming surprised, apparently, they had long sensed his presence, their Primordial Spirit strength was not weak. Although they were bizarre, they looked much better compared to insect girls.
Moreover, as long as they weren’t Faceless, communication should be possible, right?
So Tie Dan began to speak while trying to communicate using the Mo Mountain Primordial Spirit Technique he just parsed.
"Hey, where are you from? Saturn Alliance?"
"Caw—!!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke, the four golden ring bald women suddenly let out a crow-like shriek!
Then the eight Iron Ring Shaven Head Women immediately responded as if spurred, moving like mad dogs, swiftly advancing to attack!
Silently and noiselessly, "Swish swish swish!" They slashed out stormy blade lights! Slicing directly at Tie Dan, determined to tear him to pieces!